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Author Randy Jernigan Reviews Les Bailey's Vampire Game Sequel for Fanpop

posted by Fanmaven2015

Les Bailey at Comic Con

As the new year begins I've decided to take a close look at what I'm most excited to read. Last year I reviewed a book by new author Les Bailey. The Vampire Game: Discovery. Many of you may remember I gave the new, fresh work high marks. Well, I'm hearing some exciting things about the sequel coming out at the end of this month, by the man closest to the work, other than the author himself, author Randy Jernigan.

To celebrate the emergence of his second title, I've asked Randy to review his friends newest offering.

"I'm a bit picky when it comes to my reading material. Especially fiction. If...

Author Randy Jernigan Gets Personal About Life and His Writing Career

posted by Fanmaven2015

Randy with Les Bailey

Author and writing coach Randy Jernigan is not a man who likes to sit on his laurels when there's something that needs to be accomplished.

With his newest book's success ebbing, The Life and Career of Marie Osmond, the author is about to release a second celebrity sketch in his "Stars" series, on comedian Ellen DeGeneres.

Upon meeting up with Randy at his favorite Asian eatery on a beautiful Sunday morning in his home state of Utah, we hug, exchange pleasantries (I can't help but gasp that my friend has lost an enormous amount of weight--180 pounds to be exact) then we enter the establishment...

Thoughts of ashes pt.2

posted by Supergirl14

The club
We got to “Club monstruo” Their was the bouncer who really smiled when I showed up he let me in and looked at my friends with discontent, “They are with me, Mitchell!”He smiled again, “any friend of Angela is a friend of mine,”He replied in his gruff voice.
Smoke and strobe lights, half-dressed girls and boys dancing filled the room, “where is Juli,"I yelled, a girl almost half my size(I am 6'5)black hair /w pale pink streaks in a messy bun came in, the bulimic look did not fit her, she looked like a skank and did not look good as one. “ready to get it good?” I asked."only...

Vampire Game Sequel Unleashed!

posted by Fanmaven2015

The Vampire Game ll: Acquisition

The Vampire Game ll: Acquisition is the second book written by master storyteller, Les Bailey. A sequel to his first offering that some in the world of literature say will act as a model for how to write about vampires in a way that stands out from all others.

It was Bailey's first release that brought me back to the vampire genre, that I had all but given up on.

A Kindle release, "Acquisition" is a story of loyalty and betrayal, sin and redemption, seething hatred and self loathing, and an unshakable determination to win that transcends the boundaries of life and death.

Bailey's tale has been...

He Don't Know by Spunkyonyx (poem)

posted by spunkyonyx

Wrote this poem a long while back like 2-3 days befor me and my alex got together!

When did my feelings get so deep
Why did they take that big long leap
Going from friend to crush
What a rush
And I don't think he knows

Since when did his smile make me go weak
Since when did his tears make mine start to leak
Why does this happen when I'm always so strong
When people called me wonder woman I guess they were wrong
And I don't think he knows

When he talks I cant help but watch his lips
To notice their shape and curves when they dip
Wait, why am I looking? I don't even know
And I cant help but wonder...

Burned--Chapter 3-- Mary

posted by SmartGirl6542

Chapter 3—Mary
Even I can’t believe what I just did. I’d never really been a violent person. I’d never taken down anyone like that and acted like it never happened once it was over. It just wasn’t natural for me. I’m not sure if it was natural for anyone.
Suddenly, I was slammed against the dashboard, adding to the long list of pain that I had already experienced. My eyes snapped open and I rubbed my forehead. “That wasn’t pleasant.”
I looked over at Jason, who must have fallen asleep at the wheel. We’d crashed into the road and toppled onto the roof. I groaned, unbuckling...

Maybe its when you say "I Love You" by Spunkyonyx (poem)

posted by spunkyonyx

They say when love finds you
You automatically know it’s real
In could happen in weeks or years
But how can you be sure

They say you get butterflies
And your toes start to tingle
And you lose all control of your body
But that could be symptoms of anything

They say your heart begins to race
And your breath leaves you
And everything you knew
Somehow leaves you clueless

Maybe it’s a look
Maybe it’s a touch
Maybe it’s when you say “I love you”
That drives me up a wall

They say if you love someone
And they love you too
Then you’ll wait for one another
But how long must I wait

Love...

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Survival of the Fittest - A Short Story - Part 1

posted by VMars4ever

Dizzily, I awoke, my vision blurred by some occurrence. Twisting around, I noted that I was in a bus. Well of course I’m in a bus, we were on our way back from a school trip, I thought to myself, rolling my eyes at my own lack of memory.

But then I noticed what I was lying against. The inside of the bus wall, with blood on my arm. As fear penetrated my heart, I lifted my golden-locked shoulder-length head of hair and peered through my smoky brown eyes. The bus was lying on its side from some obvious toss around.

Delicately I stood up to my full five foot eight muscular figure, a nervous chuckle...

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Burned-- Mary-- Chapter 1

posted by SmartGirl6542

I knew that as soon as that new kid stepped onto our campus, there was going to be some big problem. There always was. I just didn’t know how bad this problem would be.

I was in PE class when this kid ran up to me. He wore yellow gym shorts and a gray t-shirt that brought out his fiery red hair and sparkling green eyes. However, I’d never seen him before. “Are you Mary?” He asked as a dodge ball whistled past us.
“Yeah. I’m Mary.” I pushed a strand of hair out of my face as I exhaled and dodged another dodge ball.
“You’re wanted in the main office.” He handed me a slip...

Survivial of the Fittest - A Short Story - Part 2

posted by VMars4ever

Danni, Alec and I stumbled around the sideways bus, stepping on glass, before we came across Cassie Brookes bleeding profusely out through a head wound in the back of her skull. Leaning over her cooling skin, she coughed up blood as she tried to speak; “Watch-” A cough of blood. “Out for-” Another cough. “The bus-” A third. “Driver.”

“Watch out for, the bus driver?” Danni asked, confusion and sorrow dripping in her voice. “Watch out for what reason?” The three of us looked expectantly at Cassie as blood bubbled out from her mouth and her twitching hand stopped moving....

One Last Goodbye - Chapter One - Tragedies

posted by VMars4ever

Chapter 1
Tragedies

The whispers followed me like the wind as I felt hollow inside. It was as though a darkness had engulfed me tightly, wrapping me in something horridly evil, something that wouldn’t let go without a tiresome fight over this secret. My secret – one which I would be unable to keep even in the most desperate of situations – weighed heavily on my sagging shoulders. Of course no one knew it yet, I had only found out hours ago. Still, it felt as if – somehow – everyone did.
When I’d found out, I hadn't known how to react; it had all come as a shock to me. I still didn't...

Thoughts of ashes

posted by Supergirl14

The Plan
I looked in the cracked mirror, Sad and lonley...Well not lonley, I did have my circus preformers(or slaves as I was taught to call them)But most of them thougt I was a freak! I know they woun't dare say that to my face, but I hear them,"I hate her so much,"and,"she is such a freak!"(I hate when pepole call me that!)
What did I do wrong?I gave them everything they needed,and made sure they were perfect.They work three hours a day, how hard is that, I work non-stop.I always try to make sure I'm perfect in every way,but there is always something wrong in my routine.I always try to make...

Awakening

posted by Yoss

[i]It always started with the last horrible minutes of being trapped inside the front of my dad’s wrecked car. Only in my dreams, I wasn’t the frightened eleven year old girl screaming and twisting vehemently to free herself from the restraining hold of the seatbelt while trying to shake her bloodied father awake. In my nightmares, I was my present seventeen year old self and instead of being trapped by the seat belt, I was outside our totaled car watching through the windshield as my father heave his last breath. I knew what would be next, as if I have engraved this in my memory, I would...

Randy Jernigan Talks Favorite Authors with Fanpop.com

posted by Fanmaven2015

The Life and Career of Marie Osmond

I've always thought that a person's taste in reading material can sometimes be a window into their soul.

It was surprising to me to learn that a reserved, pragmatic writer like Randy Jernigan had been drawn into the youthful fantasy world of of witchcraft and wizardry. When I posed the question, 'who are you a fan of?' his answer came quick.

"I'm a fan of anything by J K Rowling. There's something about her style that just sucks me right into the story--and I like that about a writer.

"I didn't start reading her Harry Potter series until after the fourth book, I think it was. I wasn't impressed...

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A Dance in the Rain

posted by iceprincess7492

The sun was hidden behind the clouds, it had started raining heavily an hour ago; it was now lesser but not quite a drizzle yet. Everyone was enjoying the welcoming weather from inside their homes; well almost everyone. There was one person who was enjoying the rains outside of her home. She was a young girl of 22 who was standing in her backyard with her arms spread wide as the raindrops poured on her, leaving her drenched from head to toe. Her eyes were closed and she was smiling as she started to whirl around taking in the wonderful feeling of being wet in the rain.

Someone called out to...

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Friend Gone Wrong! by Spunkyonyx (poem)

posted by spunkyonyx

Poem by me!
after alijandro was pulling his little stunts on me!

To most ppl,
these 3 words just flow and come naturally!
I find them hard to say,
unless i really love that person!
He dont relize it,
All i hear is "Come on babe tell me you love me"!
I sit there and think what i did to have him love me when i dont love him,
"Im not ur babe, im just ur freind, im already taken" i mutter!
He struggles to remain calm,
I look into his eyes!
He's about to cry,
He can't take no more!
"Say them please Jammi",
I struggle to find my voice,
i mouth the words "No ur hurting me by doing this!"!
I watch...

The Five Elements

posted by vampirefreak_26

The beginning…

The prophesy foretold that every 1000 year a child will be born on a full moon, this child will have the gift of controlling the fifth element of nature, Spirit, the child will be the one that will unite the other four elements these are the Dragomirs controllers of fire, the Obrians controllers of earth, the Petrosias controllers of wind, the Nereidas controllers of water and the last family the Petrovs into which the child will be born. This child will not only unite them but also destroy the evil that lurks and prays on the weak. But in order to do so the five elements must be one, only that can the evil be destroyed for good until than it will enslave the weak and control them.

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Untitled Mother's Christmas Short Story Idea

posted by VMars4ever

Every year I write short stories for a few of my family members for Christmas. This year I'm trying to get a head start because in the past I have had five to write in less than two weeks, and that builds a lot of stress, especially seeing as it's Christmas time.

Anyways, so I'm hoping to get some feedback on my short stories, and I'm starting with the two page beginning to my mother's untitled Christmas short story. Some title ideas would be greatly appreciated, as well as actors that come to mind in your vision of my characters, because I always make a banner for the cover of the short story...

The Love I Longed For

posted by almuno01

devastation

The day is dark, as I think of my foe`s and how they brag about having love. I always told them that i am not intrested in love ...... but i pray that God will forgive me for lying. Love has always been in my intrest. Iam like a black sheep in a herd of pure white sheep. As i sit in the dark on my bocony of my chambers,I imagined me as a old maid with no children. But if God willing I will be grateful to have a love that is gentle and warm hearted who wants children, that he will be proud of.but someday my prince charming will come.

happily ever after

Sarrow In My Soul by Spunkyonyx (poem)

posted by spunkyonyx

Day after day I wonder,
I wonder why I am the way I am.
Depressed, suicidal, and unloved,
Guess its the sarrow in my soul.
For hours and hours every day,
I sit and think until my head hurts.
Think about my loved ones ive lost,
Wonder why them.
Why Why WHY,
Why not me.
All I have of them is now memorys and pictures,
I look through my photos of me and my family.
Remembering when life was easier,
When I didnt have to worry about anything.
When I was care free, a happy child!
Damn this sarrow in my soul!
Everyday I look in the mirror at myself,
And I wonder how could anyone love me.
And hope that...