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posted by jasperwhlover
Serenity

Chapter 1

Once upon a time in heaven there lived an malaikat who was yet a child, she was loved oleh all the malaikat and most importantly God who named her Serenity, and gave her power that controlled serenity, peace and all things calm and gentle, but he secretly gave her the Elixir of Life which would drip from her finger each hari and each night, unknown was this to the other malaikat because God was sure that if this was known Serenity would be in grave peril because, man alone does not seek eternal life, angels, devils and all creatures whether they reside in heaven atau hell seek the Elixir...
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posted by TDIlover226
~It seems like these people that I use to call enemies, that I use to think were trying to kill me, are now my best friends. Annie, Ann, Vincent, and JJ are actually alot nicer than they seemed in the beginning. They save lives, and I help, they're known as the spirits, and I'm one of them now! They go to my school when they are in their human forms, and they really are the best friends that I could ever had, they all have there transfos, and I just can't live without them now! I can tell them anything! JJ has mastered free style fighting, and has become the leader of the spirits, and Annie...
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posted by dragonrider
"Oh my god Starr! Oh I didn't mean to surprise you! Well I did but I didn't know anda would faint! Oh wake up Starr!" Elliot's voice rang out
I feel him shaking me. I can't bring myself to open my eyes to see him.
"Well I guess I have to be like that prince in sleeping beauty and ciuman anda awake," his voice rang out again. I feel pressure on my body
My eyes shoot open just in time before Elliot kisses me. I push him off.
"Get the hell of off me anda idiot!" I yell standing up. I brush myself. I rub the back of my head that is stinging in pain. I feel wet stuff come off my head. I look at it...
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Alex's hunter had a name. Only one person knew his name and that was his ex wife. He was utterly baffled that Alex wouldn't crack where his family was. This was going to be hard.
Just then the door opened revealing his ex wife Melinda and his daughter Melanie. Alex's hunter felt his anger rise up into his head
"Crap Melinda why can't anda bring her selanjutnya year?" he roared raising his fists
Melinda became furious. He knew she would be coming! "Jerry calm yourself. It's your winter to take care of Melanie. anda don't want to talk to my lawyer again do you?" She asked eying him like she trapped him...
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Some people weren't meant to be born. Some families are not to be made That's why there are hunters. Hunters take care of this problem

Alex Grazer walked down the dark wet hallway with his arms full of wood for his family. His hair against his neck was standing up because of fear and the freezing temperature. Little did he know what was behind him would hurt his life forever.
Alex stopped walking and looked around on all sides of the hallway. He had his knockout spray oleh his flashlight at halaman awal so if anybody attacked he would be doomed. In a single cepat, swift motion of somethings arm Alex hit the...
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posted by alice_cullen_12
Day 1 of my diary
Dear Esmerelda (diary),
Death is my new favorit word. Closely followed oleh tragedy. I made a daftar of my new favorit words since "He Who I Can Not Name, Because He Broke My Heart" left. Oh, all right. His name is . . . John. Oh, I want to die! Anyway, here's the list:

1. Death

2. Tragedy

3. Suicide

4. Hate

5. Nothing

6. Night

7. Darkness

8. Devil

I don't know what to do. I decided that I would wear all black. I'm going goth. He Who I Can Not Name hated goths. I like the Goth Club at my school. I never have to smile atau laugh. And we trade ways to kill ourselves every Wednesday at...
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I winded the car window down; I could smell the fresh air, it was peaceful. My name is Katelyn Peers, I’m sixteen years old and I have never met my parents. The only family member I have ever known is my brother, Sam, he is my age, his my twin and usually twins are meant to have a bond, there is no bond for us, the only reason he puts up with me is because of our father, I have never met him, but Sam has, and for some reason he has respect for the man. I used to go to Down menyeberang, salib academy for girls that were until I ran away a tahun yang lalu with Sam. I turned to see Sam driving the car; his long...
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“There anda are, man” berkata Marley. Opal had blood dripping from her mouth; her eyes were shining red as the shadows off the pohon darken her whole body. “Looks like we’re all done here, let’s pindah out before they wake up” berkata Alec. Later on while Marley was lying on his bed, the same thought came across his mind, should the others know about their secret. “Marley, someone’s here for you” berkata Marley’s mum. “Hey man””It’s us”. This is Lindsay and Slone Sudiro (Lindsay 14, Slone 12) Lindsay level is higher than Opals, Slone’s is no better than Nathan’s. They are...
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posted by gossipgirlxoxo
Tayce’s p.o.v

“Training time for Lilly” I sneered looking at the small blond. She nodded. “Let me get ready” She said. I shrugged and then turned to go, but was stopped oleh Hayden. “She already trained today” he informed me, I nodded. “I know, but Rebecca wants her to have lebih of it” I told him, he rolled his eyes. “Why is she being such a bitch?” he asked me I laughed. “It’s Rebecca, she sees her as a threat” I told him, he tensed up. The he turned to me. “You’re not being so bad” he said, pointing out that I’m usually a bitch. “She didn’t do anything...
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I woke up, still in Ethan’s arms; my face was up against his chest. I slowly moved up, Ethan noticed this, he let go of me. I got up and walked over to the dapur table. Why was I in Ethan’s arms? But then I remembered. ‘Adam.......he’s dead’ Dawns words came to my head. I nearly fell down again, but arms caught me. “Whoa....come on” Ethan berkata pulling me back to the couch. I was now sitting on the couch, Ethan sat beside me. “How did he....?” I asked. I sounded angry but I wasn’t I just couldn’t feel anything else. “We don’t know” Ethan answered me. He was trying...
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posted by Cuddles
A/N: My first poem I post here...I hope it is any good.

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Memories

Far distant seem to be
the things I now call memory.
The good and bad, the right and wrong
share a thing, cause they are gone.

Long forgotten feelings rise
each of them in their disguise.
They are not dead, so it only seems
waiting patiently to haunt me in my dreams.

Will it ever cease to be?
Even if it's called memory
Does that mean I always have to remember
to give up, to hide from them, to surrender?

Whenever I fight them I will lose.
I have nothing between I could choose.
No matter...
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posted by Pushkin319
Remember that anda want to make a good impression and that the presentation of your manuscript is the first step. When you're preparing a manuscript, whether it's an article, a short story, atau a novel, there are certain styles that make your piece stand out. anda want it to look professional—not like the large percentage of manuscripts that appear as if the writer took no care at all in the presentation.

Writers disagree on whether editors really care about the typeface and the line spacing and whether the manuscript follows a certain style atau format. Some editors don't care about these things,...
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CHAPTER TEN:
Two hours pass, and during those hours, I ponder what to do next. Danny lays unconscious, his wounds have healed, but I can sense he still is in pain. On impulse, I have injected him with my blood. I enough to turn him into a vampire. I know he will not be as powerful as I was when I was turned, as I have not diberikan him enough to accomplish this feat. I lay back in a chair, continuing to ponder my selanjutnya move. I am startled when the phone rings. When I look at the clock, it is eleven thirty. I answer, not knowing what to expect. “Hello?” I answer. “Hey Ashley.” I hear from...
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Me: okay i actually found this story in my local newspaer from 20 years back. And i'll put a symbol for town names. I don't want rapists atau pheaodifiles coming to my town... okay lets begin. And i shall have to give some background history. Well at there was a renovation going on at $ which was between # and &, for an old mental asylum to be converted into a power house musuem. Anyway so this story takes place then. I think i'm not sure of dates.
$ was a small town, very small as in like only three -5 thousande people


okay so in Australia out in the country there was a young couple travelling...
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posted by xXDreamWriterXx
This is the rough draft of the first chapter of "Beyond a Dream" It's a book that I'm currently menulis but it would nice to get some feedback about it. Its long but hope anda like it!

Chapter 1

“What! We’re moving?!”

Aria stares at her father, Thomas, with disbelief and utter horror. Thomas sat in his favorit seat; a maroon armrest chair with soft kind of fabric that made it hard not to touch. His shoulder length silver layered hair and black framed glasses that went over his gray eyes made him look like the plain glasses business man that he was. Aria stood in the middle of their living...
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posted by ChiliPepperLuv
People say bunga are beautiful.
They're beautiful, that's true.
They also provide oxygen for us.
People say weeds are ugly.
They apparently have no value,
Nor do they deserve to live.
I'm not talking weeds that grow in the garden.
I'm talking about wild plants.
Well, weeds are flowers, too.
Just give them a chance.
Once anda get to know them, they're amazing.
They can be just as pretty as flowers.
I may not be an orchid atau a sunflower.
I may not be a rose atau an iris.
I'm lebih of a dandelion.
I may be a weed, but I'm not so bad.
Give me half a chance. I'm pretty neat.
So, weeds are flowers, too.
Get to know them. They're pretty great.
posted by deedragongirl
 I cinta this photo.
I love this photo.
Hi guys, since I cinta to write, here are the topics that I cinta to write.

Travel Log

After watching a few video of Rick Steve on Youtube, I was very inspired oleh him to be a travel log since I cinta travelling, especially to Europe, lebih parts of the US and both South and Central America.

Movie & Musical Review

I cinta to write about film and musikal that I had seen, so whenever the latter is adapted into the former. I would also compare them if I had seen a musical before, however spoiler alerts ahead!

Book & Movie Review

Although I had done this a couple of times on Dan Brown's Da Vinci Code and malaikat & Demons, I hope to do lebih of this!

Enjoy Writing!

Whenever I write, I tried to improve myself and on my menulis skills. It also became a hobby that I really enjoy!
 How I wish!
How I wish!
posted by mermaidgirl1010
Another hari in paradise, NOT!
Just another summer hari of hanging out with friends and such.
Omg. He. Is. Hot. My friend and I were riding our bikes and I saw the cutest guy IN THE UNIVERSE. Well, maybe I am exaggerating but STILL! He is hot!
I must have been staring because the selanjutnya menit I was on a tree. OMG. He was looking at ME!!!!!!! ''Hi I'm Brady."
"I......I........." OMG! Sooooo stupid! My best friend was gone now and he leaned down. OMG. He kissed me! Then...... gone. I was in my bed. Was it a dream? Well, I think i'll check just to be sure.
posted by Insight357
Alexander stood in front of me. I was looking up at him from my spot in the shower.
    “Now what did anda think anda were going to accomplish oleh coming down here?” He asked, and looked around.
    “I thought anda wouldn’t find me,” I admitted sheepishly. It sounded stupid when I berkata it.
    “Your thought process has yet to amaze me,” he chuckled. “This room is sound proof, right?”
    “Uh, yeah. Why?” I looked up at him curiously.
    “Just wondering if that maintenance...
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posted by Insight357
I was outside. It was hot and sunny. About summer time, I was guessing. Beside of me set an old room. It was in ruins. I studied it for a moment, and then it hit me.
    The room was the one I had been in when I put the pisau through my heart. I walked over to it, and ran my hand over the charred remains.
    It started to rain, sprinkling at first, and then it became harder. I took shelter in the room, half of the roof still stood.
    The sun was in the eastern part of the sky, and it was raining in the west. I saw a pelangi emerging...
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