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I could hear the noise droning softly in the nearby forest. A gurgling muffled cry that was slowly receding, becoming fainter. Usually I would ignore such sounds, but the desperate plea imbedded in the cries was enough to make me turn and listen, like some creature was calling me. Weird when I put it like that but that’s exactly what went through my mind when the first cry sounded, a blistering screeching scream.
I stumbled through the over growth, frantically trying to find the source of the sound before it faded with the gentle whisper of the wind. The forest around me was darkening quickly,...
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Have you been pining for a show in which beautiful, young sisters bitch about each other and look for ways to knife each other in the back? If you answered yes to either question, then the sisters is for you.

Whoever wishes to keep a secret must hide the fact that he possesses one.

I sat there quietly listening to the sobs of an unfamiliar voice. “You can’t do that!” The woman’s voice screeched, and then there was a slight chuckle, almost as if the sobbing was amusing to the person. “Oh yes I can, and I just have” The voice who I now knew was young man’s voice. I looked back down...
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“Are you crazy telling her our true forms, what the hell man?” Shouted Opal. “Don’t worry, I’ll never tell anyone, I’m a Rokurokubi, which is also a type of demon, we demons should stick together” Said Mia. “Rokurokubi? I think I’ve heard of that type of creature, you come under the category of nocturnal, right” Said Opal trying to calm down. “I’m so glad you’ve heard of my race, that makes me so happy” Said Mia trying to hug Opal. “Opal has a vast knowledge of creatures from the other world” Said Alec. “Then you should do great in ‘Monster Protection Class’...
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posted by BellaSwan636
Shaun

"Your girlfriend called. She wanted to talk to you," Jason said.

I pushed past him and grabbed the phone. I punched in the correct numbers and Serena picked up on the first ring. She sounded as if she'd been crying.

"Are you alone?" she asked.
"Yes," I glanced at Jason's retreating form. He was going to basketball practice.
"It's important," she said, hesitantly.
"You can tell me," I said, patiently.
"God, I'm scared," she whispered.
"Of what?"

Suddenly, she screamed into the phone.

"What's wrong?" I asked.
"It's moving," she whispered again, sounding panicked.
"What is, Serena?" I probably...
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posted by gossipgirlxoxo
Hayden p.o.v
I sat there staring out into the cold city, one of the quirks with flying is you can go anywhere. I sighed and lay down; the floor was cold at the Empire state. “Why would I try to kiss her?” I asked myself. I shook my head. “You’re an idiot Hayden” I told myself. She didn’t have feelings for me after 3 days what the hell was I thinking? I asked myself again. Did I even have feeling for her? I mean I’m an angel I can’t do the things that most human boys can do. I sighed and got up; the sun was starting to come up, not that anyone in the underworld slept. I looked...
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Billy’s p.o.v
“I can’t believe girls got a ghost hunt” Rocco mumbled. We were all bummed the girls always got the good cases. “Yeah, I heard it’s about a guy who had scratched on his back” Max said. I sighed. “What cases do we have?” I asked Caleb looked down at his computer. “A girl says that her boyfriend was on a hiking trip and he hasn’t called or communicated with her since last week” he said. I rolled my eyes. “Do you think there’s anything to worry about?” I asked them, they all shrugged but Caleb nodded. “Even if there isn’t we have to help her anyway”...
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posted by DietCokeGirl
This is written about the perfect silence only found in the dead of night, and the feelings it inspires.
The title comes from the description a friend of mine gave when we were stuck in the middle of nowhere at midnight and I found it sort of beautiful.
Enjoy (I hope) :)

Weighted air and winking stars,
darkness draped, tension wrought.
This night, this hour, is ours.
Silence chimes unspoken thoughts
that choke my mouth.
Silver moonbeams in glittering outline
surround you, and in our youth
this night, this hour, we intertwine.




I'd love to hear what you like or hate.
Thanks for reading.

DietCokeGirl
I looked at Chantal in a slight mixed feeling of confusion and fear. My confusion was towards everything that just happened about five minutes ago and the fear was also towards the fact that there is now emerald-green fire currently emerging throughout my entire body. I then asked Chantal for clarification. "What's going on here?" Chantal stood up, reached into a satchel, which I didn't notice she had with her until now, took out a spray bottle and sprayed the both of us with it. "Whoa! What are you doing?" Chantal smiled at me and then responded to my question. "I sprayed both of us with...
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It is now my sixteenth birthday and like on tenth birthday, I received a life-changing surprise. But unlike my last surprise where Delilah... Well, you know what happened, but anyway back to the current events. Unlike the last one, my surprise was that was being relocated. I went with a new family by the name of the Wilkonsons. "Welcome Cesar!" Said Mary, my new foster mother. "Thanks, miss..." I started before she cut me off. "Please. Just call me mom." Mary said. "Okay mom." I responded. "Allow me to introduce you to our family." Mary motioned me to follow her up the stairs. When we arrived...
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Disclaimer: *I am on Season 3 Episode 16 and I have not read the books*

I'm going to hope you've read my other article "How I Feel About Stefan, Elena and Damon" so that I can skip the detailed introduction. I have become so aggravated by the messy love 'V' going on between the three main characters on The Vampire Diaries. So much so I've decided to write (vent) about it. Obviously the best thing to happen would be the three of them getting over each other and moving on with their lives but we all know that's not going to happen. For argument's sake, I'm going to discuss who I think should be...
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posted by LadySilverSoul
This is my opinion. It is not meant to offend, or disrespect anyone.

I'm still in my twenties, yet I am tired. I am tired in the deepest marrow of my bones. As I type this, I find myself taking long pauses between sentences. It is like my mind and body knows my intent to use expressive vocabulary, will still fall short of the actual circumstances of which I write.

Many of us, at least on the outside, believe that racism is wrong. Many of us, at least in the face of others, shake our heads at it. I'm not talking about the racism that causes physical pain for others, but the racism that is perpetuated...
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The lingering light was obliterated by the rapidly falling night. The once salmon and purple sky transformed into a vast expanse of jet-black that engulfed the town. A canopy of luminous stars materialized amongst the ocean of blackness. Some were dull, merely flickering into existence every now and then, but there was an adequate amount of shimmering stars to illuminate the dark, moonless night. The lake glistened, mirroring the dazzling assemblage of glittering stars and the luminescence from the moon. The faint wind brushed against the water's surface, the ripples ruffled the stillness of...
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posted by floraisbest1
Then the guard gives (flora, musa, aisha, nabu, riven, and helia food).

diana's guard: here is some food (specifaclly leaves)

flora: dont you think diana was way to specific, she told her friends.

(everyone starts eating except for flora)

helia: whats wrong flora arent you going to eat something.

flora: dont you guys think that guard was way to specific with our food.

nabu: your right but why would diana put something in the food? she obviously wants to talk to us and we need our strength or we'll starve to death.

flora: im still not eating

aisha: flora please dont be stubborn

flora: im not being stubborn...
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“Bow before oh bow before the Mistress of the Blade.”

She dances in shrouds of silk scarlet.

Heel over heel in spinning in time.

Fabric twisting ‘round her delicate ankles.

“Praise oh praise the Mistress of the Blade.”

The sword an extension of her graceful arm as she twirls it about in Mid-September air.

Crisp September air.

The blade slashes through leaves as they fall.

Hilt of gold adorned in ruby and diamond.

Gleaming and glistening as it slides from her grasp. Wailing through that oh so crisp Mid-September air.

“Watch in wonder oh watch the Mistress of the Blade.”

By night she finds...
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Hello Dear Reader,
I am writing an original novel and I wanted people to at least hear the word of it before I tried to get it out in the world. It's called "The Death Contracts, Vol. 1: GLIMPSE" and it's the story of the main character named Astrid Marker.
The reason why I'm posting this link everywhere I know possible is because I want fans. Desperate? No. More like curious to see how many people can review what I have so far and tell me what they think. I have the first 8 Chapters posted on my profile at the website figment.com, the link to it plus the synopsis is straight below, but I wanted...
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Ariel the mermaid got hurt. She can't swim or eat or anything. We were going to call the fish fins animal emergency call, but they would think we were full of it. We are really sad to see that mermaid hurt, but what could we do. "I have an idea," said Ashley! "What is it? Tell me already. Don't you want to help the mermaid?" " Okay. We need to make a plan," said Ashley. "What type of plan?" "You go up on shore and call for help, and if they think your lying go to the store and get coconut oil, a fake mermaid tail, and a knife. After you do that we are going to do some surgery."

" Are you okay Ariel," said Ashley? "No, I am hurting really bad." "Well, don't worry help is on their way I promise we will help you." Who's we?" "My friend, Victoria, and I, so don't worry. Just try to take a nap and everything will be ok." "Okay. I am counting on you too protect me." "I know just trust me."
Veronica
Veronica
"Look Bob! I found them! I found them!" a boy about 20 years old shouted, and pointing to a huge old willow tree. Another boy about the same age as him sprinted towards the boy, "Oh! Finally! Now the villagers will believe our little Veronica now. Good job Sky!" Sky, the boy that had just pointed out the tree, beamed with pleasure.
Suddenly, the willow tree which was green, turned bright red, then white and at last pink. The two boy gasped and ran towards the tree. All of a sudden, the pink tree let out a shriek, that pierced the boys ears. Then, tons of pink birds flew out of the tree. The...
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CHAPTER THIRTEEN:
OCTOBER 30, 11:22 PM
I feel nothing but fury towards Pike as I continue on towards Harold’s house. Danny, of course is against the idea, however, I have not told him I healed Harold’s condition, and unless I can find a way to make it with everyone surviving the next twenty-four hours, I decide that information is best left secret. As I near the exit that will take me back into the suburbs, I realize is less than an hour until Halloween, I drift back off into my memory of that fateful night all those years ago.
ALBANY,OCTOBER 31, 1850:
We are less than a mile from exiting...
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Death, death is a beautiful thing, it allows new beings to be born, death is needed and shall always be around... However there was one who tried to defy death, he said that it was not needed, that people could go on with out it, this mans name was Deluch ruler of a mighty kingdom off to the east. One of three greater kingdoms, but our story does not start there, no our story starts in another realm where everything is peaceful and death is accepted.

Beings of this realm know that death is a good thing, death paves way to new life, so why try to stop it? Maybe some people wish to live forever?...
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CHAPTER ELEVEN:
OCTOBER 30, 1995:
The sun rises over Crystal Falls; the chill of the autumn wind fills the air outside. Vampires hate the cold. As I ponder what to do, Danny lies asleep on the couch, still unconscious. The effects of my blood have taken a toll on him. I ponder whether to continue my investigation at the high-school. Doing so would put Harold at great risk. Yet, somehow I think Pike has plans for the students. I look at the calendar. It is the thirtieth, the day before Halloween. Halloween, the anniversary of the day I made my first kill. I reminisce once more into my past.
ALBANY...
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