GBL High: Chapter Five
Chapter Five Ryan After his friends had returned, His date buying him his daily caffeine, the bell soon rung. Ryan then escorted his date to the Art room and now, Timmy stood at his table in Art, his paint brush in his paw and the tiger he had...
Sean part 8: the figure behind the door
I woke up to my back being rubbed; I grunted softly looking around to see Sean lying their smiling "Hay" I crocked turning around and kissing him, Sean kissed me back and as I pulled back Sean pushed his head forward and held me to the...
GBL High: Chapter Six
Note: there has been a slight change to Timmy's room. There is now a door on the far wall off to the right. It has a staircase that leads up to two doors that swing outwards. Like a shelter. This is going to be used further in the story :P ** Chapter...
GBL High: Book Three: Chapter Nine
Timmy sat on his bed, his knees to his chest as he looked out the large window. His eyes concentrating on the violet and orange glazed sky, a soft sigh escaping his lips as his mind was tossing and turning in his head. He knew he had to talk to Ryan;...
Remembering Winter
I lay in bed. My eye lids were heavy, and yet I could not fall asleep. I just lay; thoughtless. Lost. Unsure on why I felt so confused about where I was. I knew where I was. I was in my bed, at home. I was in my house with my parents sleeping...
GBL High: Chapter Two
Chapter two The L word The music was loud, and could be felt by every fur in the room. It made there very core thump along with the heavy bass of the party songs. Every fur had their paws up, while their drinks spilt all over the (luckily enough)...
Sean part 1:the first meet
When your locked in a room every day with a glass of water and a sandwich of just two pieces of bread and butter being your only meal, You think what have I done to deserve this, Why is my own father doing this to me. The answer to these...
Journey to Summerston : Prolouge
Journy to Summerston Written by TiggyTigerPrologueYear: 1003 ADSeason : mid-autumn The middle years of man. No technology, law enforcement minimal and rarely could you find a person you could trust. The streets were dangerous and work was hard to come...
Self Inflicted Wounds: Prolouge
Self Inflicted WoundsWritten by TiggyTiger Love: noun 1. great liking or affection. 2. Sexual affection or passion. 3. a strong liking for a thing. 4. a loved person; a sweetheart.5. Looking past any and all problems, willing to do anything and...
Adopted Love
Zachary sniffed there air with a confused look. There was a stench of burning meat, but he had no idea where it was coming from. He looked over at the oven but it wasn't turned on. What was it? Other then the oven the only other thing that could...
Im really sorry guys
As some of you know, I have recently started a series known as Pets Life. Some people are enjoying it while others arn't. I am actually having difficulty finding time to write it. I am actually going to see if I can get myself published and I am also...
Domestic Violance part two: work
"Hey honey." came the sweet voice of one of Alex's good friends. A golden white lion named Joey. The white lion opened his arms and hugged the small Husky rubbing his back. Alex was still for a few moments before he slowly slid his arms around the...