Shadow of The White Citadel
#1 of shadow of the white citadel (completed) this continues the adventures from the stories of my slave family
Changeling, the Dreaming - A Basic Introduction
**Changeling, the Dreaming: imagine taking the elements of the Chronicles of Narnia, the story of Bridge to Terabithia, and the crushing weight of real life baring down on you, then making a game out of it. That, my friends, is what you can expect to...
White Rabbit/How, A Poem
How can a child grow, in such a bright place, where the sun is as snow, on a pale-white face? how is a woman taught, at the age of eight, that her love is bought, with false hope and hate?
The Interviews - Aren Goldie
His tail becomes narrower and white fur replaces most of the black and his ears round out. aren sighs as he's back in control. "this necklace keeps nera at bay. we're working together to find out more about him.
Kiera
The frightening black figure turned towards me slowly and lowered their hood, showing a shallow grin of bone white pointed teeth. "why are you screaming," the figure turned to bolro without letting a single emotion come into her tone. "kiera!"
Failed Containment: Chapter 19- Experimentation
"here, kitty kitty kitty~" a devious voice whispered over the flickering lights before a blur of white and back rounded the nearest corner and overtook the shapeshifter.
The Noble and the Thief
As he moved in next to her "the night is young still" he smirked, his black feathers gleaming, the white feathers on his chest almost completely covered by his buckled leather jacket, he pants loose and flexible "why don't i join you on your stroll, after
The Pain Of Losing - Chapter One
My name is joey thompson, and i am a white wolf with hazel eyes, and this is my freaky life. after i finished everything i went downstairs to eat breakfast; my parents were already eating. "hey why didn't you wait for me?" i whine.
tigers on the brain
My name is gale hart and i am a 5'11 white tiger. i have a slim builed, black hair with a white streak on the right side of my face. my hair usually covers my eyes but when it doesn't i have green eyes which changes shades with what i wear.
Request: White Tigers (Poem)
Her white fur and eyes a-gleaming in the midday sun. she sees him coming towards her, but has no wish to flee. for now there will be two white tigers, and someday maybe three. written for [![avatar?
Short Story: Tyler
Hello, everyone. My name is Grishka and I am new here. This is my first story I wrote and I would like to see what you guys think. My name is Steven, and I am still in diapers. I know it's weird coming from a full grown, twent-one year old...
Natural Habitat Interviews 3: Sheila
Good evening; I'm James Lipton, and I'm privileged to bring to you five of the most interesting persons it's ever been my pleasure to interview. To begin with, I need to explain that what you're about to read concerns the discovery of a home, a house,...