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posted by Vampiyaa
"Hey, aren't bạn supposed to be in bed?" Toyo asked, when he spotted Aiko lying down on the đi văng đọc one of May's magazines. Aiko didn't respond. It took a few giây for Toyo to figure out she was sleeping.
"Silly," Toyo laughed, kneeling beside her. "You'd better wake up before the monitor finds out bạn didn't hiển thị up at your dorm." He attempted to prod her awake and then gasped as his entire body went numb. Something dark inside him stirred, and he widened his eyes and locked them on Aiko's neck. Unconciously, he reached out his hand and slid it onto Aiko's neck. The monster inside him fidgeted with pleasure as he savoured the warmth of her skin, the feeling of her pulse against his hand, the sensation of the blood rushing through her veins... Toyo gasped and yanked his hand back as he suddenly became aware of what he was doing. He bit his hand, causing blood to spill over his wrist.
"Not her..." he mumbled. But then he realized something was wrong. Toyo turned around again and placed his hand on her forehead. She was way too warm.
"Oh, god..." he whispered. "MAY, GET THE THERMOMETER, NOW!"

Aiko woke in a strange room, not a room she recognized. Her face was warm and her body was cold. Shivering, Aiko shoved the silk covers off of her and then suddenly heard hushed voices coming from a door to her right that stood hanging slightly ajar. She slid off the giường and peered through the crack in the door. The first thing she saw was Toyo kneeling on the floor, gasping and coughing and clutching his throat as if he were attempting to choke himself. May was standing over him with a cold expression on her face.
"See what you're putting yourself through?" she đã đưa ý kiến in annoyance. "If you'll just let me—"
"No," đã đưa ý kiến Toyo; his voice was hoarse and choked. It was clearly hard for him to speak between coughs.
What's wrong with Toyo? Aiko thought desperately. She contemplated about jumping into the room to help him, but before she could so much as di chuyển May slapped him across the face. Toyo tumbled to the ground, still panting.
"You see?" May đã đưa ý kiến coldly. "If bạn weren't killing yourself, bạn wouldn't even have moved when i did that." She knelt down beside him and steadied him.
"Your body is eating itself alive," she whispered. "From the inside out. bạn need human bl—"
"NO!" Toyo shouted, his head falling onto May's shoulder. "I won't ever... ever harm... a human..."
"Then at least replenish from me!"
"But... your blood... I can't even digest it anymore!" Toyo coughed.
"Try one thêm time," May insisted. Toyo, gulping for breath, lifted his head up weakly. Aiko's eyes widened as the light from the moon illuminated Toyo's actions. He brushed back May's hair with a shaking hand and, to Aiko's completely astonishment, pressed his lips to May's throat. His eyes flashed red and his tortured expression was replaced with something dark... something evil...
With a loud slicing noise, Toyo's fangs slid down to his lips. He opened his mouth wide and bit down, hard, on May's throat. Aiko watched in horror as blood spilled over Toyo's face. He took out his fangs from May's neck and emotionlessly licked the blood off of her neck.
Toyo is... a vampire? Aiko thought in horror. When Toyo, no longer coughing, walked into the room, he found an empty giường and the window open.

End of excerpt. I really do suck, don't I? |:D
posted by amoremusic
My type of emotions conveys
onto how i'm really feeling inside,
my thoughts mainly consist on the
back-ground of my poetry.

As my addictive persona
starts to silhouette every-
word that i've written out
the nature of my emotions
starts to unravel at every-
line,

My thi ca has a piece
of imagination within it-
self, the artwork of
each line has it's own
significant meaning.

Where the beauty is
that's where the poetry
lives, it lives within my soul,
as i carry each and every-line
with care, i start to share a
piece of me inside every-
lyrical line that i compose.
posted by GearsHead13
So, this story is based on Gears Of War, if bạn know anything about it, this story will make sense. If not, bạn can just guess hoặc look it up. Your choice.


God's Mất tích Child
 Chapter 1:   Wasteland

"Adam? bạn should have a look at this..... It's bizarre." đã đưa ý kiến a feeble scientist wearily as he pushed his round glasses back up the precipice of his rigid nose as his eyes flitted from the clipboard in his hand to the experiment before him.  A pencil was clad to his hand as he scribbled away ferociously at the clipboard. 
"This had better be good, not like what bạn thought was amazing the last time."...
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posted by Hades223
CHAPTER 1

Vector LeVay sat in the back of his limo with an annoyed expression on his face. His arch enemy, Antonio Esposito had returned back from France after three hundred years. Vector knew he know doubt wanted revenge. After all he had been the one who had imprisoned him in France. He had done so, so that he could reap havoc on Italy.
That wasn't the main reason LeVay was irked. News had reached him that Esposito had an apprentice. Vector had nearly Mất tích his immortal life in the battle with Esposito. Two of him could be worse.
How am I going to fix this? he thought. Esposito will want...
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posted by irena83
Behind the door
of your destiny
are dreams
that still shine
in the haze
of your memories.


These dreams
are so distant
and invisible,
though your eyes
still stare into them.


Everything is so foggy
like your thoughts.
bạn sit alone
trying to reach that
small piece of happiness,
trying to find
a purpose of life.


Dreams that still
live in you
are smothered by
the cruel reality.
But, they still live
inside,
feeding the memories,
reviving the soul.


Dreams,
even if they are
condemned to oblivion,
live within your heart,
in hope,
in remembrance,
shining in
the haze of
your memories.
posted by lovepop
Everyone was nghề viết văn it down on their calenders as alerts of it popped up on the news, internet, and in big bold letters, on a newspaper! The time has come for it to be known to mankind and liked! The movie, Brenda and Luci's Night, was premiering on that weekend, the 25th of November.Everyone wanted to see it! There had been commercials of it since August, and the stars had been anxious. Speaking of the "stars" Whose names were Hillisia Jones, and Ponya Kricketiz. They were bff's since the kindergarten, and now they were in 7th grade. They auditioned for the movie without the other knowing! They were astounded when they learned they were auditioning for the same movie. They were mad, but when Ponya got the letter she was Brenda, and Hillisia was Luci, they were overjoyed, and began screaming with cheers! Now they were in New York being filmed for the movie... wait for more!
posted by SongBirdTeam
1


Vega. A small world on the outskirts of the Holista system. It was trang chủ to few, and did not get many interstellar visitors.
But, on this insignificant planet, in the town of Temi, things were about to get hectic.


Temi was trang chủ to about nine hundred Temins. It was a quiet town where nothing exiting happened, at least, not in public.
    The ngày was windy, and dry, as the few children that lived in the town made their way to school.
All The children wore scarves and bandanas over their mouths and goggles over their eyes, to keep the wind swept dirt out of their lungs and eyes....
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The #1 Reason Why bạn Won’t Finish A Screenplay bởi Scott Myers via FilmCourage.com.
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Improving Dialogue In A Screenplay With The 3 Wells bởi Matthew Kalil via FilmCourage.com.
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Are Writers Still King In Television? bởi Bruce Ferber via FilmCourage.com.
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Source: I don't own it
added by irena83
posted by Twilightluv3r
Chapter 1 (Janae's POV)
How do bạn tell your bestfriend that bạn tình yêu them?Boy, don't I have a story for bạn and you'll never believe. My name is Janae Carter, I have an older brother name James and no parent. They were killed in a car crash bởi a drunk driver, but I don't want to get into that now.
When I met him I was seven years old, he was eight. At the time my brother was 18.
I was in the backyard playing in the hiển thị in, Grand Rapids, Michigan just to let bạn know.While I was playing, building a snow castle, I notice a boy kicking a ball against the cây that splits between mine and his yard,...
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posted by FIALMOIVLEY
The sound of the breaking glass stopped me from taking another step. I starred into the darkness ahead of me, this wasn’t where I wanted to be. I wanted to be with my mother. Mother. Why did I have to think of my mother? I tried not to think of the day…
But the memories of the dread filled night filled her head. I remember it as if it was yesterday.

There was banging on the front door. A manly voice yelling to let him in.
“KIDS! Go hide! Eric, take care of your sister, Clare! Hide and don’t come out!” my mother yelled to us.
“But where are bạn going to go?” Eric asked my mom.
“Don’t...
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posted by FURRY
After a couple hours I had got use to my body again, jumping and bounding I felt wonderful "That's it, bạn got it Joel!" Alice applauded me with her wonderfully cute voice "Heh, thanks it's not hard now." I replied blushing bright red, soon I was able to do things that I couldn't do before.

I could shoot ice from my finger tips it was amazing I never knew I was able to do these things, "Wow that's amazing Joel!" she exclaimed, I could feel her presence growing in my head however, it felt like she was becoming thêm than just a voice, time dragged on eventually it got to the point where I could...
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posted by para-scence
*Prologue before this chapter :)

Holding my breath, I went to first block, History. I threw my bad onto the floor, and fell down into my seat. I quickly pulled my mui xe up, crossed my arms, and tried to be invisible. How come when I was wanting to be seen, I wasn't, yet now when I needed to be invisible, it seemed like I had a giant neon sign pointed at me, shouting "Look at me! It's all my fault!"

Mr. Thorson started attendance, and I wished my name was magically erased from his checklist.

"Essence," he said, bored.

"Here," I whispered in the dead silence. All eyes turned on me. Mr. Thorson nearly...
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