Bull an' Fox -01 We meet Kevin, a Bull By GeneseePaws
To those that look and / or those that are patient with me; here! Here is my offering. It is purposefully written in dialect, I will post it in three or four sections, because oh! it needs the editing done, oh- yes, ...the editing ... (it...
Through the Looking Glass: Epilogue
**_A Month Later..._** Vanilla sat alone in her home, looking over the mail. When her fingers thumbed over a postcard, however, she smiled softly. It had been nearly a month since Sonic's funeral. It was that night that Vanilla would learn...
Sought After: Christmas Special
You look out the window, watching the snow fall from the sky as Pokémorphs walk by on the sidewalks. You were so enraptured by the scenery, you were startled when you felt a paw resting on your shoulder. “Reeder, you alright?” He says, wrapping both...
Bittersweet Memories pt1
It just ends up being one of life's cruel jokes, and a bittersweet memory.
"Daggers of Darkness" - Prologue
It was a bittersweet victory, however, as it had cost the lives of so many--hundreds of thousands, if not well over a million on each side, with many "missing".
Hold On (Thursday Prompt 9/14/12)
If I hear that goddamned song one more time, I swear I'm going to go crazy. The lyrics have no meaning to me anymore. The notes don't even sound like a tune. You know, the last time I intentionally listened to that song, I was thirty pounds lighter and...
Commission: Venus Trap
It was only then that nate noticed a strong, bittersweet scent in the air...something that he couldn’t place, but disturbed him all the same.
Wolf In Deers...Clothing - Chapter Two -
Elara watched him with a bittersweet smile as she busied herself with clearing her dishes.
Hell…or maybe heaven: Book 1
"quiet...bittersweet" she replied when walking off with a weird almost insane smile, that left huggaboo feeling a little sick with a bad feeling. sherry was already quiet a weird name. it just made her dislike it more. maybe it...meant something?...
Candice
I scooted over to the right side of the bed, swung my legs around, and sat up. My husband, Grant, was already huddled under the covers on the left side of the bed, his back to me. As I stood up and walked over to the dresser across from our bed, Grant...
CHAPTER 18 - BITTERSWEET MORNINGS
Whispers and images flashed in front of Eli, her world a technicolor oil painting. The oil like snow washes past in waves bringing trees and stones past her. Gunfire reverberated off the mountains that towered over her as the weak sun was ripped from...
The Photographers Apprentice - Chapter six: The Final Countdown.
.** **~~~** "-will be giving a live update on her debut album after this, it's bittersweet symphony by the ve-" quickly smashing a paw down on my radio alarm clock, i squeezed my eyes open.