Love is Hell: Prologue
Boles looked down at his computer and found that a query for 00085355375 sure enough brought up an employment record for a kyle blackmon, only he was listed as having been deceased since july 27th, 2015."mr. blackmon, what happened on july 27th, 2015?"
*DEPRECATED* Die For My Sin - Prologue
Die for my sin (c)2015 sinclair diavante for keman. this is your story. prologue earth, 2015 "so this is it." erick exhaled, calming himself for what was about to come.
"Man In The High Castle" Is Wrong and Unfounded
[maninhighcastle](http://i0.wp.com/furredreichblog.com/wp-content/uploads/2015/11/maninhighcastle.png?
Alone Time
#8 of old crap **alone time** ©2015 carlos penguin gere was laying in bed, having awaken about twenty minutes earlier. he was deciding in that time whether to roll over and catch more shuteye, or get up. but something else distracted him.
Swede Treats
Written 2015. the nine small bunnies rode up the elevator, excitedly watching the numbers above the door change. 14, 15, 16, no more floors and a bell dinged.
Grad-Bash Part 20
But even though it is, more from scout and carson coming soon with what will hopefully be a good surprise =p copyright © 2015 cole stryker **part 20** his breath tickled the little hairs in my ear as my head lay against his chest.
Round 4
Super short fic to get back into the swing of things for nanowrimo 2015.
Grad-Bash Part 12
And, the best type of shadow: foreshaaaaaaaaadow =p copyright © 2015 cole stryker part 12 oh, fuck this guy. scout, don't give him the time to give his half-asss apologies- i wasn't listening to him.
Chapter 3
Lost in the mist © 2015 sinclair diavante chapter 3. i woke up alone, completely rejecting the reality that sorted itself out in my head.
A fox named Tai
This story is copyright © loopylunamoon 2015. i will be writing this story in short installments just to keep it simple. i hope to upload a few pieces each week(paws crossed).
Reaching for the Stars - Chapter 02: Lunchtime Accident
"i'm from 2015." "why are you enrolled, then?" "i'm one year late than my classmates. you know, last year i went to the national championship and football exchange so i couldn't attend classes.
The Abyss - medium poem
I wrote this poem back in 2015. written by me, fane star. the darkness. it surrounds me with its misery. aching, crying, depleted. it fills my heart with suffering. a pain so deep i'm drowning. no escape. no cure. trapped forever in the dark.