Chapter One: So Long Sweet Juliet
Tiny autumn rays of sunlight danced through Bell's bedroom window and waltzed on the dance floor that was Bell's blankets. The light from the mid-morning sun awoke the cat and with a stretch and a yawn she slinked out of bed and pulled on a simple tee...
Chapter Two: Love's Labours Won
The old wooden door to the Manor slammed behind Bell as she walked out with several weighty sacks of clothes, magic supplies and anything that she could find in Juliet's room in tow. For one the last time she gazed at the eerie oak tree that once hung...
Gravity
A/N: Very much so inspired by the A Perfect Circle song of the same name and my own sense of the macabre. Read while you listen to it. I listened to it when I wrote it. Thinking about this has been keeping me from other things. I ramble. Also, tell me...
The Beginning With No End (chapter 9)
**Chapter Nine** I woke up, sitting in a really uncomfortable chair that sat in a hospital ICU room... I...
Outcast - Chapter 11
**Chapter 11** Where does one draw the line? What makes them cross it once it's drawn? We'd like to think the law is absolute...that in spite of circumstance or context, the written word of law is cut and dried...black and white. In a perfect...
Last Flight of the Kithrasain
### **_Last Flight of the Kithrasain_** There's just something endemically frustrating about vectored thrust and interstellar combat, thought the commander of the Kithrasain as it rolled through a ponderous two-G downward...
CHPT.6 The Metal Eagle
He laughed "i don't know self-harm, suicide whatever." i shook my head "pfft, i don't believe in that, i think, i think it's pathetic.
Reminiscing
Reminiscing By Michael J. Simmons (ADULT SITUATIONS: Male on Female, Male on Male or Female on Female. If you happen to be offended by sexually explicit situations or language between, Peoples then please do not read further. Also any...
Vestiges
Any suicidal tendencies?" the toaster dinged, joe retrieved its contents, blowing a rush of air up to ruffle his bangs. "gosh, i never thought so. i hate to think i might have missed them.
Dog of War
Prolog: A body lay strewn on the floor, blood pooling from the lupine's mouth and from a hold in the back of his head. The cold tile floor misted slightly from the last dying breath from the dead figure. He was laying at the edge of the bed, his...
All Alone (1-15)
Skylar p.o.v The sun finally made its way over the tree line, creating a beautiful golden glow that shimmered along the leaves. They twinkle and sway left and right allowing the light to hit them differently every time. The small dew droplets glisten...
Trent's Story
Well enough about me, here is my story disclaimer: this story contains rape, depression, and suicide. if any of this offends you i advise you not to read.