Part of a story
Just sort of writing a story in drips and drabs. this part isn't all that finished still have to add some thoughts.please tell me if i've made a spelling or grammar mistake as i'm really bad in those departments.
To Laugh Once More
Compilation of recent ponderings and such during the late hours after gym visits and realizing how far i'd fallen...of sorts? again, criticisms are welcome.
An Intermission of Sorts
(Feir's Point of View) I was happy to see Friz relax, but I refused to be satisfied until he joined us in our little regression party. Gary even offered to join if Friz did, but Friz merely said that he would so long as Gary stayed the adult....
A Beginning of Sorts
The roo, like most lonely single males, kept a close eye upon the dating app that slowly eats away at his data allotment. Every ping from the phone is an urgent message that must be monitored with frantic desperation. The program is one of the hip new...
Sorting it Out
. :) sorting it out copyright 2013 comidacomida the fight at school hadn't been sam's fault but, as promised, the faculty had a zero tolerance policy; his mom had to come and pick him up thursday right after lunch.
Of Sharks And Sea Beasts
He'd heard some of the scientists talking about what it might have been, most were in agreement that there must have been some sort of ledge or rock blocking it, something that had caused the trench to be overlooked.
Transformative Discipline
That's why the saturation includes a wave length that stimulates the sexual responses in the brain and body, a sort of high tech aphrodisiac.
Tug of War
I groan and sit back sighing and looking at the ceiling as my headphones play my music loudly. I begin to tap my pen against the rim of my cap as I bite my lip and think about what to write. _This is crap I know it..._ I sigh thinking to myself. _But...
Kimahri Heat (teaser)
**"Kimahri Heat"** Thunder boomed and echoed through the sky, along with a near-daylight illumination coming from the constant lightning that filled the Thunder Plains as Kimahri returned to one of the few places that oddly gave him a bit of comfort...
Amber's 69 First Dates - The Art Room
Hit the lights and we'll sort this out." a shuffle. "it's not... quite time yet, i don't think," the vixen mused out loud, making it sound like a question.
A Strange Sort Of Apocalypse
Alec said, shaking me from my musings, "his results were him growing the legs back and developing some sort of super speed. all i know is he escaped..."i noticed that alec had stopped, and i looked up to see his lips quivering.
A Different Sort of Sword
"we got it sorted, catwitch, hand me the vials." "gladly." she handed him the vials. "ye need to do right. drink one now." carl drank it, finding the taste funny. "and the other ye go to sleep, and tomorrow ye'll be eager to please any sword.