Everything or Nothing Chapter 13- The Colliding Of Three Worlds
John swopped his gaze over the body.eyes used to death's cold embrace gave nothing away when he saw the six bullet wounds in the chest of the corpse.
Nothing to Hyde (A Jeeves Prompt, posted with permission)
He listened and said nothing, did nothing, because what could a man like him do? he listened to his boss yell. then he listened to his boss's boss yell at both of them. then, just like that, he was fired. because of course he was.
Nothing Gold Can Stay
_"nothing gold can stay. "_ the clittle girl clapped her schoolbook shut with a noise like reverberating thunder, and crowe awoke on the cold tile floor of a pokemon center. --- "ugh..."
Erika - Out of Nothing
Flex looked triumphant, she had regained control of her vessel, nothing could stop her.
Nothing else compares
nothing matters when (s)he smiles at me, nothing else matters when i know that everything will be better when i get to hold my lovely little in my arms again. nothing in this world compares to the feeling of knowing that you matter
Chapter 12- Nothing faster than Instant
Also, i procrastinated for most of the week due to nothing more then a minor case of not knowing what i wanted to write about.
The Lonely Hearts Chapter One: From Nothing to Love
#1 of the lonely hearts the lonely hearts chapter: 1 from nothing to love.
When You Have Nothing Else To Lose...
Still nothing. i was beginning to question my intel. i checked one of the arena doors and found it unlocked. i drew my gun and quietly snuck inside.
Bumblings of a Twenty-Something Nothing
nothing like awkward silence, oh boy. only one prank graces me today, and i feel fortunate in this.
Nothing Else Matters chapter 2
True, i was a hermit that had nothing to offer - no wisdom, no enlightenment to teach others about. instead, i was a hermit (almost) in the sense of hiding myself away. but, it was a good thing, i reminded myself. a good thing.
Nothing Seems Possible
More footsteps, then nothing. i know now why i didn't hear anything before. they weren't shouting orders, or yelling as though in a fire fight. these guys were being tactical.
Not a Masterpiece
I will never write a masterpiece I believe this is so Oh, what happened to my writer's peace? Oh, will it ever show? Again and again my mind comes together. "Where did I go wrong?" It asks. "Was it my own discretion?" I've been hit with...