Series

Him Again
"We drove up the snowy, winding road towards the cozy A-frame cabin." I knew that I needed this Break but I shouldn't be here with Him. What if he strikes a Change and decided to abuse me out here alone in the snowy Dunes... Who will then come and Stop him or check on me?? I was nervous around him but I Looked calm and cool. I smiled slightly more so that he feels he has my attention. I stared out the window into the Face of the Cabin it seemed miniature. I couldn't concentrate my thoughts because he was still blasting music and Shouting outrage Lyrics to N.W.A
By HandsomelouiiThePoet (Lonzo ward)4 years ago in Fiction
On the streets of... #4
She said yes! Well, actually, she said no, as in, "No, I don't have dinner plans, but we could grab a bite after work if that's what you meant." and that was the most amazing "no" I've ever got from a woman. And I’ve got many of them, I should know.
By John H. Knight4 years ago in Fiction
Planet Tetro ~ Page 95
Right when it looked like my drill was going to land a direct blow. Avion activated his power . A large piece of earth in the shape of a rectangle or square came shooting out of the ground and went up high enough to be able to block the drills attack . Avion then kept going up until the dragons let go of his arms. Then me and Visceroy could feel the ground shaking underneath our feet . Visceroy yelled , " run ! His power can reach this far !" We then took off running gaining more distance from his magical stone attacks . As we ran Avion kept raising the earth trying to send us launching into the air.
By Terrence4 years ago in Fiction
The Origin Of Philosoraptors
The secret lore of philosoraptors is an interesting one, one that can only be understood if you learn to adventure into the astral realm.
By Aella Ivy Reverie4 years ago in Fiction
Planet Tetro ~ Page 94
I had an idea but I didn’t want to stop watching the fighting going on , so without looking at Visceroy I began to speak to him . " You saw how I can control my drill remotely with voice control right ? Well it’s possible by using my magic power . It’s the only reason I’ve used any so far . I’m able to let my drill store my magical energy and operate on its own accord using my commands . The best part of this option , is that I can have my drill join the fray without me being in any danger . Draco and his dragon are strong enough to not die accidentally by my drill . In fact I don’t even think it can kill Avion . Although it might help to lower his stamina , or help one of them land a decisive blow . If it can create an opening of any kind . I know it'll be worth the shot ."
By Terrence4 years ago in Fiction
The Beginnings Of the 404 Pixie Post Office
When you think of a post office, you probably imagine a building filled with mailboxes and people in uniform. But what if I told you that there was another kind of post office, one where the workers were born from the mirror world and brought back to Earth by a glitch in the system?
By Aella Ivy Reverie4 years ago in Fiction
Planet Tetro ~ Page 93
The fight was looking pretty even , but Draco seemed to have less stamina . Both him and his dragon were panting and seemed to be taking turns fighting him more so than trying to jump him . Knowing that Avion had tremendous stamina this must’ve been his strategy all along . A battle of attrition. If they both constantly attacked him without being able to deal any fatal damage then when they got tired he could just easily dispose of them . I started to think that maybe if we had a way to help tire him out that could be of assistance .
By Terrence4 years ago in Fiction
Planet Tetro ~ Page 92
Me and Visceroy looked each other in the eyes , we both knew what that was . The fight that we still have to get to . The stamina that those two possess is unreal . I’ve been healed multiple times and rested , but them two ? They both are probably still in better shape than me , after they've been fighting this whole time . Visceroy spoke up , " well , are you ready ?" I looked up at him . My bones were still aching , and my muscles started to stiffen up . I said to him " Yup ." I had no choice . I’ve come this far and I was going to have to push myself , as far as I have to . I told visceroy , " give me a few minutes to stretch and then I’ll be ready ."
By Terrence4 years ago in Fiction
Roaring Into The Abyss
They call it the Roaring 20s. Hopeful, in a way. As if all we have to do to banish the lingering spectre of the Great War is to shout loud enough. To party as if the war never happened. As if the legions of dead will be alive again, or the maimed and crippled made whole once more.
By Natasja Rose4 years ago in Fiction
He Will Not Return
He woke up that morning and took in some air— not a breath, for our species had not breathed for a span of centuries. Not since late in the 21st, when mankind did away with organic lungs in favor of a sleek mechanical lungs, easily replaceable with larger models as needed to support our growth factor, and placed at the back of our throats. Such a device was necessitated by a catastrophe which began in the year 2061, wherein a series of Oxygen Extractors were detonated on a northern stretch of the Mississippi River on the border between Sotathar and Wisconsin; the details of how this came to happen were never disclosed to the public. Those with the power of the spoken word always stood by their stance that the Oxygen Extraction was an unfortunate accident, but Jean Sans Vie always thought otherwise.
By liell4 years ago in Fiction
On the streets of... #5
After everyone got their partners, the briefing ended. Carlos' new partner was an old dude called Carvelli. He had a glorious cloud of white hair around his long face and he wore a long, black coat that had a red lining. He kinda looked like an old stage magician. Molly (that was the prettier McRoy's first name) was a detective for two years now, so she got her own newbie.
By John H. Knight4 years ago in Fiction
Christmas is coming, are you prepared?
Christmas is coming. I could feel a shift in the air. The coffee shop in front of our building was getting decorated with Christmas Tree. A snowman stood on the front porch and now we have new furniture that my sis forced me to buy from her online store.
By Hazel Paradise4 years ago in Fiction