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I'm thinking of anda in my sleepless solitude tonight...

Becoming tangled in sheets of satin, I rolled to my side and slowly opened an eye, spotting the black outline of a figure lingering in the doorway. Confused, I propped myself up on an elbow and squinted, trying to make out the figure in the darkness. "Matthew?" I called out softly, pulling the sheets up to cover exposed flesh. The figure moved closer without a word, shutting the bedroom door. For a moment I questioned whether atau not the illusions had returned. While I wasn't seeing Lex, I was thinking of him. Fear and anxiety washed over me until the suspense became too much.

My senses somehow heightened as the shadow stood motionless. That familiar fragrance of his body suddenly came to me, and without second-guessing my actions, I held my arms out to him - beckoning him. Hesitantly the shadow stood at the center of the room, but within a matter of detik he wrapped his arms around me, my own arms snaking around him in retaliation, and his lips collided with mine, sending me backwards into the pool of sheets awaiting us. Heated kisses built on the excitement and I found myself touching his face with feathered caresses. At last, he spoke to me. "Jamie," he whispered, my eyes envisioning him in the darkness. I pressed a mile long finger to his thinly shaped lips, quieting him.

On their own accord, my fingers roamed every inch of skin above me until I felt the hem of his shirt. I tugged once, twice, three times before pulling it up and over his head, tossing it mindlessly to the floor beside us. The room seemed to be on the verge of one hundred degrees before we both stripped of every artikel of clothing adhering to our bodies. Soon his chest suffocated mine, stomach to stomach, holding each other like never before. His mouth traveled down the side of my neck and I closed my eyes, sucking in a deep breath.

I'd risk my life to feel your body selanjutnya to mine...

With each thrust of his hips, each ciuman teasing my skin, I sunk deeper and deeper into an ocean of indescribable pleasure - pleasure I never knew existed. Soft cries of perfect rapture consumed me, unable to control the rhythm of my hips matching in time with his. My fingertips glided across the slickness of his back, taking note of every muscular groove tightening and relaxing. He rolled and I followed, steadying myself with hands pressed firmly to his chest. The feel of his fingers gripping my waist sent me into overdrive, foolish to desire something different for even a second.

I flattened a hand against the headboard before me, bringing myself to a climax so toe-curling, it left me gasping for a single breath to refuel. He lifted himself to hold me, my body shaking from the unfamiliar intensity it experienced. I soon relaxed enough to nestle close to him, listening to his heartbeat. A few soft strokes tickled my back before I felt his fingers close around a stray lock of hair. I wanted to tell him everything, everything I wanted to say all along, but I was speechless. Perhaps words weren't necessary. My right hand trailed to his stomach, trying to convince myself it was real. He was real, and he was here with me.

I can see anda clearly, vividly emblazoned in my mind...

A groan of frustration awakened me as I rolled over to face the sunlight pouring through the curtains of my bedroom. I had trouble recalling the sebelumnya night; was it all a dream, atau was it reality? It seemed my entire life was nothing but a giant blur nowadays. Protesting against myself but failing miserably, I sat up in tempat tidur and glanced to my left. There Matthew slept soundlessly, his chest rising and falling in a way that made me shiver. Every range of emotion stirred inside me as I watched him, returning to the warm indentation my figure created during the course of the night. I immediately felt myself lose control, unable to prevent the tears that slowly trickled their way down my cheeks. A hand gently cupped his face. I shook my head, struggling to suppress a sigh, and gazed at him. With that morning's arrival, the vision of Alexander had departed.
posted by misscrazel
If I put: **** it means they berkata a cuss word I don't feel comfortable writing.




Brianna was running through the woods, branches whipping her face. She glanced behind her. A young woman with long black hair was pursuing her. She shot an panah at the woman but she dodged and it flew right passed her. The woman grabbed her hair and pulled her closer.

"You can't get away can anda Blondie?" she asked. her breath stank of ikan and blood.

Brianna struggled to get away.

"Your a tough one aren't you?" she asked, "Well I'll spare your mother if anda stop it."

"I don't believe you," berkata Brianna.

"Well than,"...
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posted by JellyPopper
WARNING MAY BE INNAPROPRIATE FOR KIDS UNDER 10 don't worry not real :P Chance Manner was a college student who was sent to an asylum for attempting to bite a mans leg off after using basalts without anyone knowing he took them. He has only tried once to grow big finger nails and slit his own neck open. So they put him in a lebih extreme room where someone has recently escaped. there was a rip on the side of the dinding of foam, he found it and there was a hole that let underground then back up to the outside world. He made it outside and the world just got a whole lot lebih dangerous. His first...
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It’s the color of you
anda always wore it
It’s the color we shared
As we hid form them

With it we showed our true selves,
Though no one cared
Our jeruk, orange book bags
Saved us from some pain

We protected each other
But it wasn’t enough
We were like two jeruk, orange crayons
When everyone else was green

Then anda left me alone,
All I had was our color orange
As they hit me
I took peace in knowing
anda were in the jeruk, orange field in the sky
anda always berkata was there.

The jeruk, orange of the sun set
Is your smile
Even though anda left too soon

Orange…

Now it’s my color
My way of remembering you
Now I am the lone jeruk, orange in the rainbow
Without anda here


I protect my own
Though I wish anda were here

Now jeruk, orange is my color
A color for anda bravery
A color for my survival

jeruk, orange will forever be our color
Even though death took anda away

Forever jeruk, orange for you,
Sweet Cassidy.
posted by LaDispute
She was obsessed with the idea that tragedy is beauty and death is immortality.

He would watch her when she opened her mouth in class, watch the way she flashed smiles when she spoke. He swore to commit the crinkles at the corners of her eyes to memory, the freckled valleys lit up oleh her eyes.

He soon found that he could be the cause of those valleys, a Creator building up his own world from the base of her narrow satisfaction. She soon found that his convictions in tandem with hers had the power to endlessly pursue the edge of the universe in its expansion.

And when they first kissed that cold...
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Thế vận hội Olympic năm 2012 sẽ tổ chức tại london nước Anh từ ngày 27/7 đến ngày 12/8
Theo danh sách yêu cầu nghệ sĩ sẽ biểu diễn phần khai mạc được tổ chức trên mạng gồm có
1.Hurts
2.Jin Akanishi
3.Within Temptation
4.Alfie Boe
5.Alex Sparrow
6.Blue
7.Morning Musume
8.Anastacia
9.X Japan
10.Jang Geun Suk
11.Coldplay
12.Rain
13.U-KISS
14.Il Volo
15.Jane Zhang
16.Paul McCartney
17.Beyonce
18.L'Arc-en-Ciel
19.Lena Katina
20.Megurine Luka
21.f(x)
22.Infinite
23.Jedward
24.Ho-kago teh Time
25.Jolin Tsai
26.Sonohra
27.T-ara
28.Thalia
29.Nelly Furtado
30.Tiziano Ferro
31.Rihanna...
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posted by fiestagirl12345
Kaylie's P.O.V

i was running in the woods hoping they wouldnt catch me. the scientist who were trying to test me. cause i was super natural. i didnt know i was. until they had me tied down. i dont know what happened i lit it on api then drowned the guys. i was shocked my self. i was runnig trying to climb the trees. i found the perfect one. i ran and climbed it to the top. they were shooting lazers i was doging them. they were supposed to numb anda then knock anda out. they finnally gave up and walked off. they droped some weapons. i smile and get them all. i keep runnig ti'll i heard the most...
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posted by para-scence
"Ready, Jack?" Cat asked again. I sighed impatiently and nodded.

"Yeah! Just do it already!" She'd never done this before. Normally I would've done this myself, but I was too high right now, and despite that, I was still smart enough to know I shouldn't do this to myself right now.

"Okay..." Cat spoke warily. She got ready.

"Don't close your eyes!" I warned. She whined for a bit, then took a deep breath.

"Okay. Ready? One... Two... Three---" Cat shoved the needle through the side of my right nostril. I winced a bit. Cat freaked out lebih than I did. "Oh my gosh! Are anda okay?!" I took the needle...
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posted by Albina21
Tell me if anda like it! If people do, I'll post lebih of it here. If not, I'll leave it on Quotev. Or, tell me if anda want the link to the Quotev chapters.

Iggy stood in front of her bathroom mirror and checked her hair roots. Good, she didn't have to do any last menit touch-ups. She shrugged on her tote bag and ran outside, flying to the bus stop. Derek was standing at the stop, waiting for his friend. "Hey Ignis, how'd anda sleep?"

Iggy sneered at Derek, "Ha ha, your hilarious. anda know exactly how I slept! And stop calling my Ignis, it's been Iggy since the third grade." She folded her arms...
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posted by alicia386
Prologue

      It was your typical sunny hari in Los Angelus. 6 tahun old Sophie and Zoe Mallory were having a teh party with their best friends Emma and Erica. Even though Emma and Erica were unnaturally pale and wore very ancient types of clothing, Sophie and Zoe didn't notice. They were just thrilled to have friends. Emma was as pale as her sister Erica and their clothes looked like something from the seventeenth century. If Sophie and Zoe were any older, they might have thought this was puzzling atau strange but they looked at it as if it was something everyone wears.
      Their mom peeped...
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Your jantung is sore, crippled up like paper.
Your voice is weak, barely passing oleh you.
Your body is tired, let it lay for tonight.
anda are but you- a stranger to much.
No one cares to know you.
They do not wish to after all.
And all those times anda told everything-

It was a lie, I cinta anda became a lie. A horrible lie not one can ever take back to you. How could they, breaking your very soul to the apple's wrinkled core? It shook and broke, just like that. Lonesome and ever so exhausted of even thinking it would be different this time around.

You're so hopeless. anda probably cannot pindah away from the pain, the desecration left in the path at the end. Then again, in the end it probably doesn't even matter, does it?

Once a joy, now a misery forever scared, alone.
posted by TheKingsWard12
(Please do not take my story I have been menulis it for years! PLEASE!!!!!)

Ariana York who is the daughter of Richard the third has been taught at a very young age that she is in line to the throne. Her cinta for her father turns to hate when he kills her mother. One thing crosses her mind one thing she wishes to do lebih than anything......Kill her father. Everything changes when a serving boy called Tristan Barter (The enemy) and his father are captured. The pair hate each others guts but can they look past it? Her youngest brother Will sends a Calick after his sister to try and kill her. Ariana,...
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posted by Potter-rulez
I could feel the rejection from halfway across the room, hear the laughter, and just knew they were talking about me. I tried to ignore it, but the tears threatened, exusing myself to go to the toilet I desperately fought for control. The tears overflowed, it was like a tap was turned on. I had absolutely no control over them, they just ran down, racing each other to my chin, when I was finished I walked off to my selanjutnya class.

On my way over, Mr Mofti saw me, berkata hi and asked how I was. I replied, saying I was fine, he almost looked like he was going to walk away, but, then he asked if I really...
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posted by fetchgirl2366
Someday...I will pindah away from this place and settle somewhere where the past won't come back to haunt me. Someday...I will help my family get whatever they need. Someday...I will make myself a better me and make a difference in where I live now...

The name's Jane Moseby. Fifteen years old. It looks pretty bad around where I live. Everything seemed to have happened in one detik at the least. There's darkness where the light's supposed to be. I can't even fully recover from the fact that the town of Cambodia has turned into a trash land after the war planes dropped their bombs on us. I'm glad...
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During state testing week, I had only one hari where I saw all of my students. I had my students write a story and several of them berkata they didn’t know what to write. This student found a solution to her problem. I keep telling students if they can't think of anything then they just need to write whatever pops into their heads The following is printed with Chey’s permission. She did write a proper story after this.

I can’t find anything to write sitting in my mom’s car, where my bag was. I’m trying to figure out something to write and maybe after my little sister and older sister...
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posted by hgfan5602
I walk into
The Fields of Sorrow
Once again.
Why do I walk there
Almost everyday?

I stroll along the grasses
Thinking
Bearing a horrible pain.
I think of the world around me
And how much they have inspired me.

I start to cry once again.
All my teachers
All my friends,
They have always stood oleh me,
When things went wrong.

I want a chance to repay them,
To tampil them that...
Their work was useful.
To tampil them that
I am truly thankful.

Why do I have to leave them then
Now?
No, now's not a good time.
But I know it was not intended
That I leave them now.

I want to tampil all those people
That they have been
The change of my life,
That they have made my life so much
Better,
That they were the flames
In the darkness.
posted by hgfan5602
Hey, anda know what? I cinta cake, just like any other ordinary kid in the universe. Well, that is, up until one particular day, when this strange incident occurred. I was sleeping in, like usual. Guess what. I was late today. But when I woke up, I saw a kerang closing its mouth on my eyelids, forcing me to fall back asleep. I couldn't believe my eyes. I must be hallucinating. It was a strange-looking clam, all right. It had two googly eyes, a short tail, a large and sausage-like mouth, and a tiny little nose. Now, out of all the crazy things anda could think of, I'll bet anda anything that anda never...
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posted by hgfan5602
Some of anda may go through life,
Thinking something,
That is,
Who the hero is in your life.

I am one of those people.
But what I found is that
Even though many people are major influences
On my success in life

Such as my closest friends,
My teachers,
My parents,
Those serving for our country,
Others around me,
atau even my worst enemies.

This tahun I have found that
The hero that I have
Is no one else
But me.

My hero is myself.
I inspire myself to do everything I do.
I am the light of my life.
posted by oboe_player
Chapter 1: Blood
Monday sprinted down the dark streets of London, quietly and unnoticed, armed with nothing but the freshly sharpened dagger on her back. Blood lust filled her eyes as she came closer and closer to her target. “Her head will be mine.” She whispered under her breath. She glanced to the side and saw the building she was headed for. Invisible to human’s eyes, the Pure House headquarters was placed right in the center of London. The mission Monday had been diberikan today was quite simple, kill the head of the Pure House. The leader of the Ultimate House had personally been training...
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posted by hgfan5602
Why,
Is everyone being so cruel
Everyone is abusing each other
It seems like there is no good at all
In this world.

Why is everyone
Leaving me out of everything
Like I am this puppet with no string
I feel out of place,
And I am sure other people feel the same

I have searched for all these years
Someone special
Who would lead me through
The darkness
And all of my troubles would fade away.

Someone that would be named,
"My Hero."
I found who she was this year
And it was extremely unexpected,
Because...
No one else is my hero.
My hero is myself.
posted by hgfan5602
I stand in the middle of the wilderness, trembling with fear and anxiety. I need food. lebih importantly, water. I am extremely dehydrated. I fear a storm coming. Anytime now, those dreadful hounds are going to come out to get me again. I have a large scar across my right arm, a large gash in my knee, and a cut on my forehead. There is almost no hope left. I must rely on the forces of God and nature to give me strength. Leaves for bandages, as a hunter once taught me. Survival skills are crucial in the wilderness, anda see. This means life atau death. If I live after three weeks, my family is...
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