This book is a vampire novel. Simple fact is I disliked Twilight so much I decided to write a half-decent vampire novel. So here is chapter 1
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Eve looked back at her wings. They were magnificent, pure white and shining. They stretched out about 20 feet. Grinning, she gave herself a running start and launched into the air. Momentarily just enjoying the rush, she opened her eyes and gasped. Everything looked so small! The river gracefully curved on for miles. Letting out a small giggle Eve dived. Now she could make out a few faces. Her mother, Janet, waved from the perpustakaan where she worked. Eve waved back, and darted back into the sky. She saw someone in the distance, resting in a spot behind a building where the light did not reach. Eve frowned and merpati towards the figure, which appeared to be a girl about her own age…
‘“Hurry up, Eve! You’re going to be late!” called a voice from down the hall.
“Coming, Janet!” Eve called back, hurriedly yanking a brush through her wavy red hair. Pulling it back in a ponytail she gave a satisfactory nod and left the bathroom. She turned left and was met with an angry glare.
“What took you?” Janet asked angrily.
“I kept falling beck asleep,” Eve responded. Of course, she couldn’t be blamed. She was having one of those dreams. It had remained crystal clear in her mind until now, but as she tried to recall it again, it began slipping from her grasp.
“Well, come on then. anda need a ride? It is your first day.” Janet asked.
“No thanks, I’m good,” Eve quickly said. “You shouldn’t tax yourself.”
Janet sighed, scratching her wig. “I know, honey. Um… have a good day, anda hear?”
“Bye, Janet,” Eve somberly replied, giving her mother a hug. “And don’t worry, the doctor berkata there is still a chance the chemo might work.”
Eve quickly grabbed her backpack and walked out the door, not wanting to look at her mother wasting away any longer.
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Eve pulled into the school parking lot. She was in plenty of time, mostly due to a few broken traffic laws. Pulling her backpack out, she stepped out of the car. Wincing at the bright sun, used her hand to visor her eyes and walked towards the building. She noticed a black car with tinted windows pull into a parking space. A girl with blonde hair hopped out, wearing all white with a wide-brimmed hat. She reached into her car and grabbed her bag, running into the building at breakneck speed.
“Huh. What has her in such a hurry?” Eve thought, before following the mysterious girl into the building. She walked towards the office and stepped in.
“Uh, this is Eve, I’m here to enroll,” she stuttered a bit. The lady at the meja tulis, meja glanced up and jerked her thumb towards a closed door.
“Thanks, I guess,” muttered Eve. She pushed open the door, staring at the ground. She looked up and saw a middle aged, balding man who appeared to be pulling his finger out of his nose.
“I’m Eve, I’m her to –“
“Yes yes I know, anda are here to enroll. Your mom called ahead. Just fill out and sign these and while I get your schedule ready,” snapped the man. “My name is Mr. Henderson, school counselor.”
“Nice to meet you,” replied Eve as she began filling in the blank spots. As she put in her information, Mr. Henderson would periodically look up and ask her about her classes. About 15 menit later, Eve was done menulis and Mr. Henderson had printed off her schedule.
“Here, take this and a school map. Your teachers will provide anda with everything else,” stated Mr. Henderson rather matter-of-factly.
“Thank you,” replied Eve. She look at her schedule.
Eve Wickett, Junior
First Trimester:
Period 1: AP Chemistry room 227
Period 2: Pre-Calculus room 418
Period 3: U.S. History room 222
Period 4: Drawing II room 503
Period 5: Junior English room 109
“Oh, joy. AP Chemistry.” Eve sighed and walked down the hall, looking at her map. “Let’s see, I’m in the 100’s area, 200’s are over this way…”
Eve wasn’t paying attention and collided with a figure.
“Oh, I’m so sorry! Let me help anda up!” the girl she had seen before in the parking lot stood above her, white pants and white tank puncak, atas making her look like a anggur jus stain waiting to happen. She reached down and grabbed Eve’s hand, pulling her up.
“That was my fault, I wasn’t paying attention,” replied Eve. The girl just shook her head.
“Looking for something?” asked the girl.
“Yeah, room 227.”
“AP Chem? Lucky you, I’m headed that way now. gabung me?” the girl smiled.
“Sure. My name is Eve,”
“Nice to meet you. Name’s Claire.”
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Eve looked back at her wings. They were magnificent, pure white and shining. They stretched out about 20 feet. Grinning, she gave herself a running start and launched into the air. Momentarily just enjoying the rush, she opened her eyes and gasped. Everything looked so small! The river gracefully curved on for miles. Letting out a small giggle Eve dived. Now she could make out a few faces. Her mother, Janet, waved from the perpustakaan where she worked. Eve waved back, and darted back into the sky. She saw someone in the distance, resting in a spot behind a building where the light did not reach. Eve frowned and merpati towards the figure, which appeared to be a girl about her own age…
‘“Hurry up, Eve! You’re going to be late!” called a voice from down the hall.
“Coming, Janet!” Eve called back, hurriedly yanking a brush through her wavy red hair. Pulling it back in a ponytail she gave a satisfactory nod and left the bathroom. She turned left and was met with an angry glare.
“What took you?” Janet asked angrily.
“I kept falling beck asleep,” Eve responded. Of course, she couldn’t be blamed. She was having one of those dreams. It had remained crystal clear in her mind until now, but as she tried to recall it again, it began slipping from her grasp.
“Well, come on then. anda need a ride? It is your first day.” Janet asked.
“No thanks, I’m good,” Eve quickly said. “You shouldn’t tax yourself.”
Janet sighed, scratching her wig. “I know, honey. Um… have a good day, anda hear?”
“Bye, Janet,” Eve somberly replied, giving her mother a hug. “And don’t worry, the doctor berkata there is still a chance the chemo might work.”
Eve quickly grabbed her backpack and walked out the door, not wanting to look at her mother wasting away any longer.
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Eve pulled into the school parking lot. She was in plenty of time, mostly due to a few broken traffic laws. Pulling her backpack out, she stepped out of the car. Wincing at the bright sun, used her hand to visor her eyes and walked towards the building. She noticed a black car with tinted windows pull into a parking space. A girl with blonde hair hopped out, wearing all white with a wide-brimmed hat. She reached into her car and grabbed her bag, running into the building at breakneck speed.
“Huh. What has her in such a hurry?” Eve thought, before following the mysterious girl into the building. She walked towards the office and stepped in.
“Uh, this is Eve, I’m here to enroll,” she stuttered a bit. The lady at the meja tulis, meja glanced up and jerked her thumb towards a closed door.
“Thanks, I guess,” muttered Eve. She pushed open the door, staring at the ground. She looked up and saw a middle aged, balding man who appeared to be pulling his finger out of his nose.
“I’m Eve, I’m her to –“
“Yes yes I know, anda are here to enroll. Your mom called ahead. Just fill out and sign these and while I get your schedule ready,” snapped the man. “My name is Mr. Henderson, school counselor.”
“Nice to meet you,” replied Eve as she began filling in the blank spots. As she put in her information, Mr. Henderson would periodically look up and ask her about her classes. About 15 menit later, Eve was done menulis and Mr. Henderson had printed off her schedule.
“Here, take this and a school map. Your teachers will provide anda with everything else,” stated Mr. Henderson rather matter-of-factly.
“Thank you,” replied Eve. She look at her schedule.
Eve Wickett, Junior
First Trimester:
Period 1: AP Chemistry room 227
Period 2: Pre-Calculus room 418
Period 3: U.S. History room 222
Period 4: Drawing II room 503
Period 5: Junior English room 109
“Oh, joy. AP Chemistry.” Eve sighed and walked down the hall, looking at her map. “Let’s see, I’m in the 100’s area, 200’s are over this way…”
Eve wasn’t paying attention and collided with a figure.
“Oh, I’m so sorry! Let me help anda up!” the girl she had seen before in the parking lot stood above her, white pants and white tank puncak, atas making her look like a anggur jus stain waiting to happen. She reached down and grabbed Eve’s hand, pulling her up.
“That was my fault, I wasn’t paying attention,” replied Eve. The girl just shook her head.
“Looking for something?” asked the girl.
“Yeah, room 227.”
“AP Chem? Lucky you, I’m headed that way now. gabung me?” the girl smiled.
“Sure. My name is Eve,”
“Nice to meet you. Name’s Claire.”
I wrote this yesterday when me and my boyfriend had a big fight and it's a fight that may go on for a long time. I know I am young to write something like this but, I guess it helps. Plus If anda don't like it just tell me, ok?
The Power of Words
anda and I had this big long fight,
It felt like the storm during the night.
It was verry sad and cold,
My friends had to like anda a lot
and anda felt like I forgot,
forgot about you.
But I had a prodject due.
anda think you're mr. I'm so cool
but anda used to act like a ghool.
Not to the people anda love,
to the sensetive people like a dove.
How we spoke with eachother,
made anda feel much better.
But the fight we had,
anda berkata was nothing but it was bad.
See ya pal we're ova,
take the cell anda gave me and do me a fava.
Just don't ever,
Never...
Talk to me again!
The Power of Words
anda and I had this big long fight,
It felt like the storm during the night.
It was verry sad and cold,
My friends had to like anda a lot
and anda felt like I forgot,
forgot about you.
But I had a prodject due.
anda think you're mr. I'm so cool
but anda used to act like a ghool.
Not to the people anda love,
to the sensetive people like a dove.
How we spoke with eachother,
made anda feel much better.
But the fight we had,
anda berkata was nothing but it was bad.
See ya pal we're ova,
take the cell anda gave me and do me a fava.
Just don't ever,
Never...
Talk to me again!
I heard that I can have these signs:
1. U cinta the ocean
2. The ocean is calling out for u
3. U don't like wearing pants
4. I r naive
5. I cinta baths
6. I watch hari little mermaid everyday. But the pertanyaan is are we mermaids? Do we have a psychic connection with the ocean?
Are we even humans?...
Pls we can help each other find out :)
A whisper in the cavern that goes unheard,
and a glimmer in the sky that stays unnoticed,
like the start of a brand new life, at the peak
of a mountain never scaled, lies in wait.
It can't be moved oleh any cosmic mover,
so no passing wind atau fog will douse it.
Only your eyes can scratch out the image
atau accept it, the light at the edge of your eyes.
Will anda take hold of the key you're offered?
Stop bernyanyi of freedom; seek it instead?
To become a companion of the new
takes an ever expanding, soaring gaze.
But even oleh taking one step forward,
oleh placing one hand onto the mountain,
as the wind tugs gently at your back,
anda will realize the cage has already been broken.
and a glimmer in the sky that stays unnoticed,
like the start of a brand new life, at the peak
of a mountain never scaled, lies in wait.
It can't be moved oleh any cosmic mover,
so no passing wind atau fog will douse it.
Only your eyes can scratch out the image
atau accept it, the light at the edge of your eyes.
Will anda take hold of the key you're offered?
Stop bernyanyi of freedom; seek it instead?
To become a companion of the new
takes an ever expanding, soaring gaze.
But even oleh taking one step forward,
oleh placing one hand onto the mountain,
as the wind tugs gently at your back,
anda will realize the cage has already been broken.
Blood Bound plot. No it is not cute, it’s not simple; it’s pessimist and frightful. The story is suggestive of Rosemary’s Baby, which does not seem accidental.
It is 2019, and we’re still exploring age-old subjects like Wicca, human sacrifice and sects. Somehow, those subgenres stand the test of time. Horror stories built around pregnancy never get old either, for obvious reasons. As saturated as these themes may be, in horror cinema these days, Blood Bound manages to impress and surprise. It’s its own thing.
Her eyes sparkled like a precious stone
Her jantung was much golden than her hair
her charming hair flew in the air
.......But I knew she had an aimless life
Every part of her body was filled with an innocent tear
But I made her comfy and told her dear,
nobody is useless.
As she heard this,
every part of her body went fearless.
In a hand I saw a pearl...
& that hand was of the blonde girl.
During the first episode of "Austin and Ally", Ross and Laura already had lots of chemistry.
At the end of season 2, there was a very magical moment in the austin and ally life, there was a first kiss, after "Ally" lost her stage fright.
In season 4, if anda remember the ballroom dance class, "Ally" asked "Austin" to dance, and anda might have saw a lot lebih Ross than "Austin", but Laura is better at hiding herself
Out of Austin and Ally,
Anytime that Ross, Laura, Calum and Rani sit in Ross' car, Laura and Ross always sit together. Although Laura may have a boyfriend, I still believe that Raura could, in future times, be real!
At the end of season 2, there was a very magical moment in the austin and ally life, there was a first kiss, after "Ally" lost her stage fright.
In season 4, if anda remember the ballroom dance class, "Ally" asked "Austin" to dance, and anda might have saw a lot lebih Ross than "Austin", but Laura is better at hiding herself
Out of Austin and Ally,
Anytime that Ross, Laura, Calum and Rani sit in Ross' car, Laura and Ross always sit together. Although Laura may have a boyfriend, I still believe that Raura could, in future times, be real!
