Kayla: Our Heroine
Those of us in starfleet; we think about our homes, our loyalties, our families.
Our Special Place
_"As I seep into the blackest void of all, I'm nothing, I am no one"_ The lyrics droned into his ears as he lifts the gun to his head. "See you soon Carlos." Thomas walked into the room, and saw the dragon with gun at his head. His eyes went wide...
Our Upstairs Neighbors
The thud came as sudden as the first, followed by several pairs of loud, quickly moving footsteps "our neighbors keep some strange hours," milo said. "what are they doing up there," sasha hissed.
Demon that was in our class
We sergals now currently rule half of our country and soon the whole country will be ours.
This night is our night
The night was chilly and foggy, the moon high in the air. A lynx boy walks through the thick fog, trying to get to his home from the party he just left, he would have to walk through most of the town to get back to his...
Our City - Prologue
#1 of our city _ "riders on the storm, riders on the storm into this house we're born, into this world we're thrown. like a dog without a bone, an actor on a loan.
Our "bright" future
What will our captors do to us?" she started listing more and more things, speaking quicker and quicker. "hey no need for that, i won't let them hurt you. we will figure this out. i promise."
Our "bright" future
Part two of our "bright" future is out and i'm sorry it look a little bit longer the i expected, i rewrit it because i wasn't happy with the way it was turning out. i have the third but i'm saving it because i'm not sure what to do next.
Corruption of Our Youth
"soon you'll be ready to lay," jerta moved in front of the girl, "our magic will bring you of age and through our custom, you will give birth." "wha-" klara started to blurt when the next shock hit, causing the gryphon's beak to snap shut.
Showdown in our world
Ray asked before tsume could answer they heard lots of police sirens "red let's head to our school" "why?"
Our First Meeting
After we got our refreshments we headed into the theater so we could get our seats.
The Prison of Our Minds
It was both our home and our nightmare...our life and our prison. i can't remember the last time i stood here at this ledge on floor one. the wind seemed to softly whisper through the air like a calm swishing tide that just rolled onto the beach.