My World, My Life, My Sorrow Chapter 1
My step dad groans as i can still hear sleep in his voice. i hear him finish and zip up his pants before flushing the toilet. i jump and let out a yelp as the waters heat shoots up.
losing hope ch.4
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losing hope ch.7/8 (Alex)
I look through a crack in the kitchen door and just watch as my boyfriend breaks down into tears, and Todd is just sitting there confronting him I then hear strange deafening roar from outside, I then proceed to walk out Even's front door toward...
Step By Step
Each stepped rang in my ear, my arms clasped tighter around his body, his scales evident through the fabric of his shirt. a shiver flexed through him as he froze once his father's steps reached the ground floor.
A first step...
Coras pov\* I stomped on the gas and drove off leaving a cloud of dust behind. My adrenaline was pumping and my heart was pounding as i drove at 94mph down the road."holy shit its bleeding bad i better hurry!!!" i said as i put my car in the next...
losing hope ch.6
Inside ''come sit,'' wendell says ''gladly,'' alex scoffs when we step into even's living room riley jumps up ''conner!
Stepping...
stepping...
Steps
The step where you will be going places and learning your environment. the third step is beginning of wisdom. where you get the chance to learn. the forth step is knowing yourself.
On the Steps
(c)~nivulus 2021 he sits on the step, staring at nothing his gaze is low and unfocused, head slightly tilted numb from stillness, his body is gone winds of thought whisper through him they steal away, and leave him hollow in the absence make themselves
Baby Steps
#33 of expectations and permissions the semester ends, the holiday season begins, and along with it, parker takes his first steps toward finally discovering himself.
A step into the Wild
Now with much less reckless abandon, the first steps were taken. one forepaw forward, the opposite hide paw to match. small bits of leaves and chips of decaying wood crushing under foot. the other forepaw extended, and the last to match.
Sharp Steps
Drawing her swords, she stepped backwards, head snapping left, then right as she looked for an escape route. each way she looked though, orcs stepped out of the undergrowth, most of them armed, apart from one in strange robes. there, that one...