Young Love - Chapter 18
Young Love Chapter 18: Resolution By: Mirron Tenshi Mark just stood there after Jason left. Honestly, he didn't know whether to feel hurt, rejected, guilty, angry, or what. Actually, he was totally confused. He kissed him. He took a...
Aftermath - Opportunity
"Hello? May I speak to Mr. Eryn Snow?" "This is him." "Good afternoon sir. My name is Larry...
A Story for Hayley (Reupload)
He smiled fondly at the memory, remembering how gentle and considerate tim had been towards him. he closed his eyes for a moment, feeling the unique warmth and closeness he had felt that particular night.
Week 11
So far 10 people have been voted out of the game. Currently, four people are still in the house: David, Fred, Tom, and Will. We all know how they're doing: Fred and Will are hanging out, David scheming and plotting, and Tom's upset his friends are...
One (Memories)
Blake growled a bit at this memory, turning the watch a bit more and stopping at another memory. this memory was more recent. the frog was sitting down on the edge of his bed, kicking off his shoes and setting his watch down on the nightstand.
Of Memories and of Guilt
Old memories and past times bubbled up through ephemeral rest like benign specters on a foggy night, but it didn't stop the worries and troubles that plagued him.
Memories of the past
Drake leaves the room and heads towards the bedroom. The door snaps in. I open my old laptop and boot it up. I really wonder if anyone answered me. Well... surely some answered... Asking tons of questions I can not answer. I start the email...
Ch2 Memory
"Ahh, damn... My muzzle." Koyu sighed, picking himself and rubbing his paw against it. Gathering his bearings, he padded out of the bedroom, stopping just past the door frame, as he saw the seemingly unconscious lupine on the couch. "Hmm... I was kinda...
Memories in the Sand
memories in the sand the sands crested red stone cliffs whirling below the bluffs and into a valley of tomb housing carved into their faces by a people forgotten to history.
Memories of Summer
Written in honour of all those who lost their lives in the Great War. You will never be forgotten. Date, 1st July 1916, Time, 7:15 am. In fifteen minutes time the whistles will blow, and the battle of the Somme will commence. Today is also my...
A Memory of What Was...
Some things i must leave out, for those memories are mine alone, but i will say that when he pulled me into him, the world itself erupted into one of love and pleasure. each thrust sent a shiver up ari's petite frame.
Imperfect Memories
Liam smiled "that's a perfect memory to hold onto." kezhon nodded, smiles, and said quietly "a perfectly imperfect memory i suppose"