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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 TWELVE:
Danny wakes up around noon; he seems dizzy the moment his eyes open. I close the blinds swiftly. “Are you okay?” I ask stupidly, already knowing the answer. Danny is in unimaginable pain on the inside. The infusion I gave him was quick, thus the change was slightly different than most. “Horrible.” He mutters, grabbing his head. I lean over to look at him. The change has affected him, I note, and there may be different after effects. After all, his transformation into a vampire was as I mentioned before, highly unusual. “Ashley.” He says, finally placing a name to...
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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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I have just read a paragraph from what could possibly be, the worst book that I have seen in a long time. Fifty shades of Grey does not even have a good story line. The man Mr Grey is a complete pervert that is obsessed with SM. He meets this woman, warns her that he is a creep, and the woman stays!
WHAT THE HELL!
The novel apart from this is filled with parts where Mr Grey has sex with this woman practically everywhere in his house. Yet many woman seem to love this complete piece o rubbish.
And that is not even the worst part. The novel is full of the worst grammatical errors I have ever seen....
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CHAPTER SIX:
ASHLEY’S POV:
2:10 AM
OCTOBER 28:
It is only a little over a half hour later when I see a car pull into the parking lot. I note the driver pull out a flashlight and climb out. He has long dark hair, is skinny and wearing glasses. It is Harold. I motion him over to me. He walks over and hands me a pair of jeans and a sweater. “It’s all I could get in a hurry.” He said. We walk over to a restroom, and I ask him to wait outside while I change. By now he notes I am covered in blood, but I promise to answer everything when I return. After about five minutes, I return and find...
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CHAPTER TWO:
SANTA BARBARA, CALIFORNIA
OCTOBER 26, 1995:10:57 PM
It is nearly eleven when I pull to a stop outside of Saint Packie’s Bar in Santa Barbara. On this particular evening, I feel like doing some vigilante justice, if my sources are correct, which of course they will be, my victim will be inside the bar searching for his latest victim. Such irony, I think to myself. He will soon die in one of the most horrible ways imaginable, although this is only my plan A. If any problems proceed, there are always better ways of dispatching my victims. I show my ID to the security officer, and he...
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NIGHTFALL: A NOVEL BY AXEL MCCORMICK
Copyright: 2013

CHAPTER ONE:
CRYSTAL FALLS, CALIFORNIA
FEBRUARY, 1850

The year is 1850. My name is Ashley Garland; I live in the small town of Crystal Falls, on the west coast of the United States. At the moment, I am being hunted, by what I do not currently know. All I know at present about my foe is that I fear for my life. In fact this whole ordeal has been about a week in the making. About a week ago, the people of Crystal Falls were gathered in the town hall, when a man suddenly began pounding on the door, pleading for help. After some of the citizens finally...
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So, hi.
To those of you who don't know me, my name is Josephine. You can see me mostly hanging about the Heroes of Olympus spot.
I write mostly fanfic on fanpop (If you want to see my original work check out HousexofxNight on Quizilla), but my friend annabeth523 asked me to post this online so she could read it.

Basically put, this year, on the first of September, I turn sixteen. My goal is to have typed 100,000 words of a single story by then. I started typing on the 28th of December 2012 and I am just over 42,000 words in. I am now editing what I have written so far.

What you are about to read...
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First off, to those of you that know me, I haven't posted at all in awhile, I'm aware my "Nightfall" series hasn't been updated for those of you that liked it, but since school started back, I have had hardly any time to write anything. I WILL get back to posting on "Nightfall" if anything else for the sake of completion. But I also discovered the marvolous "Fallout" series a few months back, and decided to try to make a novel out of it. For those of you not familiar with the series, "Fallout" is a series of games set in a post-apocyloptic future, and finds a custom made protagonist made customly by the player dealing with life in the now wastelandic USA. My story is loosely based off "Fallout 3" but with major differences along the way, so the story is original in that aspect. If you guys will read the story, I will make it as adaptable as I can for those who are not familiar with it. Please leave comments, so I know whether or not I should post it. Thank you. -AdamK
posted by dragonwriter
After changing back I saw the remains of that man. It was enough to make me sick. I just fell to my knees looking up at the sky. A girl walks up beside me and kneels down. "Don't look so down." I go to look at her and no one is there. I look back up at the sky waiting to hear that voice again. There wasn't any sound anywhere around. Out of the silence i could hear a faint breath from the night behind me. I move to the right when i hear the shot.

It grazes the side of my head and i fall to the ground. I hear footsteps running towards me as my eyes slowly close.