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 believe I can fly
Take to the sky
Be all that I’m going to be
See all that I’m going to see
anda can’t hold me back
With me, there’s nothing to lack
So take a seat
Don’t miss a beat
And watch us fly
Right on by
In a jet atau a plane
There’s no way that we’re sane
So sit on back
Try not to hack
Enjoy the view
Don’t miss your Que
To start on flying
Without dying
‘Cause we believe we can fly
As we take to the sky
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many times i think we feel the weight of the world is on our shoulders, but i know that there are times when anda can feel as light as a feather and as though anda can fly and take on the whole world. i wrote this in one of those moods and hope anda liked it.
Take to the sky
Be all that I’m going to be
See all that I’m going to see
anda can’t hold me back
With me, there’s nothing to lack
So take a seat
Don’t miss a beat
And watch us fly
Right on by
In a jet atau a plane
There’s no way that we’re sane
So sit on back
Try not to hack
Enjoy the view
Don’t miss your Que
To start on flying
Without dying
‘Cause we believe we can fly
As we take to the sky
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many times i think we feel the weight of the world is on our shoulders, but i know that there are times when anda can feel as light as a feather and as though anda can fly and take on the whole world. i wrote this in one of those moods and hope anda liked it.
The Man With No Eyes Collection (6): Dream
A crystallized life, on the bright TV screen,
But I’ve finally broken away from the dream,
And into the warm embrace of your esteem.
The stage that I left disappears from my mind,
Like suddenly being engulfed oleh sunshine,
I am truly alive, for the very first time,
All at once, let me sing, let me cry!
‘Til it bursts,
From my lungs, like a child,
Let me smile ‘til it hurts!
Let the blue of the morning
Strike my tearful eyes,
I still don’t know how,
I still don’t know why,
(I still fear this life may yet be a lie,)
But even if this world is the true dream, I want to play out this beautiful scene.
Here it is, the last in the Man With No Eyes Collection! I wanted to complete this on a pleasant note, give the guy some mercy.
A crystallized life, on the bright TV screen,
But I’ve finally broken away from the dream,
And into the warm embrace of your esteem.
The stage that I left disappears from my mind,
Like suddenly being engulfed oleh sunshine,
I am truly alive, for the very first time,
All at once, let me sing, let me cry!
‘Til it bursts,
From my lungs, like a child,
Let me smile ‘til it hurts!
Let the blue of the morning
Strike my tearful eyes,
I still don’t know how,
I still don’t know why,
(I still fear this life may yet be a lie,)
But even if this world is the true dream, I want to play out this beautiful scene.
Here it is, the last in the Man With No Eyes Collection! I wanted to complete this on a pleasant note, give the guy some mercy.
The Man With No Eyes Collection (2): User
It works fast like a drug, when it’s shot through my veins,
And it lights up my fire, when it reaches my brains,
Irresistible tickle, in the depths of my chest,
I dissolve into ashes, and forget all the rest.
If anda make my jantung dance, I will dance in your hand,
Give me my one desire, I’ll be at your command,
Constant rushes of sugar, swirling warna and light,
There’ll be no troubled sleep, for this body tonight.
This one is short and sweet, sung from the perspective of someone who's willingly being taken advantage of, as long as he gets what he wants. Hence the double meaning of the judul "User," which could refer to to an addict, atau someone literally "using" another person for their own gain.
It works fast like a drug, when it’s shot through my veins,
And it lights up my fire, when it reaches my brains,
Irresistible tickle, in the depths of my chest,
I dissolve into ashes, and forget all the rest.
If anda make my jantung dance, I will dance in your hand,
Give me my one desire, I’ll be at your command,
Constant rushes of sugar, swirling warna and light,
There’ll be no troubled sleep, for this body tonight.
This one is short and sweet, sung from the perspective of someone who's willingly being taken advantage of, as long as he gets what he wants. Hence the double meaning of the judul "User," which could refer to to an addict, atau someone literally "using" another person for their own gain.
Ariel from The Little Mermaid
Aurora from Sleeping Beauty
Belle from The Beauty And The Beast
Cinderella from Cinderella
Esmeralda from The Hunchback Of Notre Dame
Jane from Tarzan
Jasmine from Aladdin
Kida from Atlantis: The Lost Empire
Megara from Hercules
Merida from Brave
Mulan from Mulan
Mulan as a Male
Nala from The Lion King
Pocahontas from Pocahontas
Rapunzel from Rapunzel
Snow White from Snow White And The Seven Dwarves
Tiana from The Princess And The Frog
Tinkerbell from Peter Pan
I really cinta to write.I've done it ever since I was only 4.
My mother used to write things like stories atau poems and letters.My mom inspired me to write things now.
menulis is really fun to do and I cinta it alot!Sometimes I write things like my mom did.
Whenever I feel mad I usually write things in the Write email on the computer and write things that have been on my mind for a couple of days,then I erase them because I always feel better after I do that and I usually feel much calmer and I get it out of my system.
Since I really cinta menulis so much I was thinking that maybe I could become an penulis when I grow up. :)
I wouldn't just write poetry atau stories,I would also like to write artikel for other people to read (just like I'm menulis one right now).But of course I would write it on a piece of paper.I would also like to write new buku for kids.
Again I really cinta to write and it's sort of special to me in my life.
My mother used to write things like stories atau poems and letters.My mom inspired me to write things now.
menulis is really fun to do and I cinta it alot!Sometimes I write things like my mom did.
Whenever I feel mad I usually write things in the Write email on the computer and write things that have been on my mind for a couple of days,then I erase them because I always feel better after I do that and I usually feel much calmer and I get it out of my system.
Since I really cinta menulis so much I was thinking that maybe I could become an penulis when I grow up. :)
I wouldn't just write poetry atau stories,I would also like to write artikel for other people to read (just like I'm menulis one right now).But of course I would write it on a piece of paper.I would also like to write new buku for kids.
Again I really cinta to write and it's sort of special to me in my life.
