Ridixin (Part 1)
#9 of old stuff/to fix/etc. at the urging of gold lightning, i made the ridixin short story into a series that i hope i can keep going for a while. so thank gold lightning if you like this story. chao!
The New Wolf Chapter 9
_since i am getting a paycheck again, maybe i can buy some of my old stuff back._ i grabbed some boxes and started to head outside. _wait._ i just remembered something vital. _where are my car keys? fuck._ "elliot." a voice said.
Altair's Halloween
One of my older stories, reposted here since i've had people ask me to repost some of my old stuff. this was written for an 11th grade english class.
Meant to Be, Ch 3
Taking some time to break the bail apart, cory laid the fresh straw over the old stuff. knowing that he had new sleeping material, he also took the time to bathe... as well as he could.
Pretty Plastic People
Redid your old stuff? fuck you. fuck your hundreds of neon movies, fuck moonlight requiem, and fuck your stupid cover me remake.
Sibling Transformations
#1 of old stuff this was one of the first stories i had ever written. i wrote this 6 years ago, and has remained unedited since then. i touched up the spelling and grammar just enough to be readable, but the core of the story hasn't changed.
When A Mother Misses Her Little One
"yea, i think there are a few boxes of your old stuff up there. i have tried to get rid of it before but every time your sappy mother just couldn't give up the memories of her cute widdle kwei." she said as she pinched kuei's cheek a bit, teasingly.
Daily Mischief - Midnight Snack
His hungry belly growled wanting the good risky fresh stuff in the front than the safe old stuff in the back. even before the raccoon managed to start, rubbing his hands together and licking his lips, his belly began to grumble.
Ridixin (Part 2)
#10 of old stuff/to fix/etc. **as i jump into the van** , my assistant and start racing down the highway to get to a wolf that was hit by a car traveling at extremely high speeds, but that seems to still be alive.
Huskies from Hell final
"you think i suggested this job just to throw out old stuff?"' 'she started unbuttoning her blouse. "you're not like any of the other guys around here.
"Advent" - Chapter 3 - The Choice
#3 of advent ok to everyone reading, this is an old story i'm simply re-posting, as i'm going back and re-working my old stuff just so i can say i didn't let them die o.o if enough people like it though (as short as it is; god curse my beginning writer days
The Ballad of Phillip: Chapter 8
He had happy songs too, but they weren't as happy as his old stuff from his first two solo records. in contrast, after "my heart is dead", my music was happier.