T #1 - Headspace
[~_don't be stupid, it's not like no one heard what she said. they know how much i'm spending. fuck, do i have room to carry all this? **shit**._~] "here you go!"
Two broken arms ain't a problem
Aaron James was the most popular kid in his class, the twelve-year wolf boy always had a witty thing to say, always looked handsome and happy and always seemed to be fun to be around. At this moment, he was showing off in the school yard by doing...
NM #13 ~ Window
Niv lay still, eyes closed and doing his best to deny consciousness. He eventually stretched and oriented himself, finally accepting he'd be unable to recapture that blissful oblivion of sleep. He was alone, and no light peeked through the curtains,...
NM #11 ~ Birthmas
Mela made her way upstairs, following the sound of furious clicking to her target. "_Fuck_." Niv exclaimed as Mela stopped in the doorway, folding her arms and leaning against the frame. "'Cha doin', hon?" She asked, sporting a slight grin. ...
NM #9 ~ Go to Bed Mister
Niv slouched in his chair as he stared at the monitor, clicking idly through social sites for new posts, or messages he knew weren't there. His eyes burned around the edges, wanting desperately to close. He kept searching for stimuli, his only...
And Shadows Still Remain
_Allie has been in Cannon Shoals almost two years, and she's managed to avoid bad decisions. But it's getting harder._ _Back to Cannon Shoals with some pretty typical Shoals stuff. Allie isn't a bad person, but her circle of friends ain't great for...
The First Disciple
no one to greet me when i got home...no one to call me their own...the solitude of that empty road only made my despair stronger. my life was missing purpose, and i yearned for a sign to show me the way.
Boonies Know-What Now?
Now, I finally understood why curiosity killed the cat. As someone who was farm raised by chickens, I was never somebody who looked down on cats. Looking back at it, as a wolf, I always bristled at any...
Uncertainty
In the cold of the night that was night quite fall and not quite winter but rather, a bleak medium that left no one happy. david was wrapped in a leather jacket that he got with the urging of steven.
Don't Leave.
The cold winter air nips at my face. My warm breath meets the air in a puff of smoke-like condensation. The snow crunches beneath my feet as I trod down First Street in my winter coat. In one hand I hold a bouquet of flowers, while the other is dived...
Return of the Lycans 1
Nick let out a heavy sigh of annoyance no one ever bothered just to slow down and actually look around, something nick took very personally.
Dirk: a celtic dragon's story
Hi, my name is dirk, I'm a dragon. Now I'm not saying I'm your "satanic" dragon that christains portray, nor am I the D&D dragon. Finally I'm not a human, that states themselves as a "dragon" (I believe it is a "goth" thing, along with vampires). But I...