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Moonlight Valley: Chapter OneMoonlight Valley: Chapter One by ~Mizushima-Hikaru
Zoey rose from her bed. It was early—too early, she thought as she tossed her comforter on the ground in an attempt to get herself up. She'd always been more of a night person. She lay in bed, just a gray t-shirt and blue panties to cover her. She sat up; swinging her head forward, letting her short dark hair spill across her face. It just barely covered her eyes, but it blocked the sun from her vision. Her room was small and neat, cluttered only with books. Zoey didn't have many things, at least not in this place. She closed her eyes and thought of home. She missed it.
The sides of her mouth twitched upward, "The irony," she thought. Then the sadness came. Her home—her real home that is, was just as empty as the one she'd been confined in for the past seven years. Her parents had both died. She tried to think of the last thing they told her. "It's up to you, Princess." Her mother had said. She gripped the small crystal at the end of her n
Fatal CoincidenceBeep, Beep, Beep! The alarm goes off. It’s 7:15 a.m., Tuesday, November 27th. I, Jeff Carbott, am still asleep in my bed. My face is buried under my pillow. I raise one arm and hit the off button on the alarm clock. I pull head out from under the pillow, my feet ache from the previous work day. Glancing over at my darling wife, I quietly slip out of the sheets into my robe. Angie turns over in her sleep. Her face is slightly visible in the light from the window. Her dark brown, silky hair lies on her shoulders. The covers hug her baby bump. She’s almost due. Today is the last day, before her maternity leave. For a second, I feel guilt for what I’m about to put her through. But it’s too late to turn back now.Fatal Coincidence by ~Mizushima-Hikaru
I scan the room to see my orange vest still lying on the floor. I wore it yesterday morning in preparation for the events that will take place today. It fooled everyone. No one thought twice about what I was doing to the stoplight. “Routine maintenance
destiny dragons chapter 1Destiny Dragons narrators-stealthi, bravi, fiercli, buffi.destiny dragons chapter 1 by ~flarethruster293
a hope for peace starts here!
have you ever heard a fairy tale from your parents at bed time? maybe maybe not. but this story im about to tell you is much more than a fairy tale. it is a story about hate and what it can do to people. but in any case lets get on with the story,
i once knew a young man by the name of logan, now one look at this young man and you could sense the unease in him. he was so shy all the time we didnt thin hed ever get over it. he wasnt to much of a happy fellow at this point in time either. when he was ten, there were a bunch of monsters who killed his parents, and would have killed him too if it had not been for....... a certain some one. like he had not been unstable enough, he had been striped of his loving mother and father. now the mother and father were dragons and logan was human not tro mention his parents were the king and queen of drakono the capital of the dragon kingdom, so yo
Another Concept Another ConceptAnother Concept by ~Another-Writer
Story basis: During a major war between several nations, one nation decided to make artificial beings known as Homunculus (plural Homunculi) or golem (whichever makes you sleep better at night)…The story starts with a newly created homunculus refuses to fight despite being created for that exact reason. The scientists try to eliminate because they accidentally gave it a free will. The golem escapes using its immense strength and leaves to area. The kingdom believes how this is a problem since they think that another warring nation will capture it and makes it fight against its will instead of their side.
Protagonist: Name of the homunculus is Golem (he decides to call himself that because he is not that bright.)
He is a giant of a being nearly reaching eight feet in length and has pale skin with dark green hair. No age since Golem is recently created.
Despite his massive size and strength, he is very naïve of the world, like a small child. Through the
The CobrasJason found himself dragging his feet home from another failed job interview... this was the fourth one this week! He really needed to get a job soon... he had bills to pay, and the last thing he needed was to wake up realizing he had no running water or electricity... or, heavens forbid, no INTERNET! What would he do without internet? He shuddered as he considered how bland and terrible his life would be without the one place in the world he found refuge!The Cobras by =ShinguAmito
Jason was frustrated with society. For some reason, he just never got along with people. Everyone always gave him that look of pity, as if he was beyond help.
So what if he couldn't speak?
A voice doesn't mean anything right? Actions should speak louder than words, right? But no! He can't even get a decent job after moving to East City, simply because of a minor nuisance. That's why Jason loved the internet; it gave him a voice without him needing one.
Jason arrived at an intersection and paused to gather his bearings. After all, bei
ChangeThe beast gave a last mournful whine before its body turned to ash and disappeared. The black blood on the ground slowly dissipated, until finally all trace of the demon had been eradicated. Ladon wiped the dark blood from his katana and sheathed the blade before sending the sword back to its storage dimension. Quite inconvenient of the beast. He would be late now if he did not hurry. He straightened his tie and walked to the train station.Change by ~RyoYamaki
As he boarded the train, other passengers leaned away as he walked past to an open seat. The seats next to him quickly vacated. A woman scolded her child when the child stared and muttered an apology before changing seats. Ladon was used to this. He could be an imposing figure. Six foot eight inches of black tailored suit accompanied with piercing eyes and an emotionless face. But because of this people gave him his space. Quite convenient.
The train arrived in the city within the hour. The crowd parted as he briskly headed towards
Plum Dragon Story by Prince A.Plum DragonPlum Dragon Story by Prince A. by ~Sharinku
Story by Prince A.
"Everyone! Gas masks on!" The teacher's voice echoed carrying wind throughout the training grounds. Baggy blue boots crunched the cindered leaves on the path beneath the midday sun. Hissing began to rumble amongst the young audience. The teacher raised her hand in dismay. Lifting up her gas mask, she announces, "Go ahead Psyva."
Standing before the target posted on an old tree, Psyva stumps her foot with authority. She throws her head back while shouting, "Acid of the Poison Dragon!"
Her teacher jumping in the background yelling, "Not that!"
Psyva throws her head forward and bends her knees as she spews a shot of purple goo onto the bullseye before her. The target melts with smoke rising. Scared sweats flood under gas masks.
One of Psyva's peers yells out, "Stop naming your attacks like that! Your not even a dragon!"
Another weaker voice from behind follows with, "Your just a sinister snake!"
Laughter surrounds the yard.
Psyva gets punished for disobeying
Dream HealerDream Healer by ~Mizushima-Hikaru
When they arrived at her new patient’s home, Suki could already see the fog. It was always like this around sickly people; the air was heavy with humidity. She gripped Mai’s hand. Mai was her best friend, although her parent’s had called her ‘imaginary’ she was very real.
“Are you ready, sweetheart?” her mother, Tilly asked. Suki just nodded her head. This was routine for her. Nothing could really frighten her at this point.
The man they came to see, Oscar, had been ill for some time. His fever had only recently become life threatening. That was why Suki was there. She was only called upon, in hopeless cases, when the Doctors were at a loss.
Oscar’s wife answered the door. She was an older woman; in her late seventies. She greeted them politely and led them inside. The woman was surprised to see Suki, as most people were. She commented on her age and was skeptical about her abilities.
“My, your eyes are truly pecul
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