This is a short story I had to do for school so I decided to put it up here. It is about a human girl and two werewolves that are trying to stop a vampire from killing every one in town. Enjoy! =)
Ja, das kommt dabei heraus, wenn man einfach mal ohne Zusammenhang anfängt zu reimen...und es nicht einmal kann. Extra in mai väri guuhd inglisch! Viel Spaß! =)
There was a dream that came out to be reality how was this happening to her she first wanted to deny it. But in the end she tried it and the story went on.
19-year-od Bronte is the born wielder of the Fire Blade. But to unlock all of it's powers, he must obtain the other four swords: the Rain Blade, the Lightning Blade, the Sand Blade and the all-powerful Sky Blade. The only problem is... that those swords have their own wielders... so to retrieve the blades, Bronte must kill them.
a poem i wrote and love its sad but good so i hope you like thanks for reading and i hope u comment and favorite this poem cause its my favorite i have written.
Stream of consciousness.
The poet's classic subjects: Death and Love
This is my 4th favorite character! So delightful to write about.
Just as Honey is leaving his house of course shit happens out of no where and he is infact screaming and shitting squriils, can't wait to type the next book.
This is a short story I had to do for school so I decided to put it up here. It is about a human girl and two werewolves that are trying to stop a vampire from killing every one in town. Enjoy! =)
Ja, das kommt dabei heraus, wenn man einfach mal ohne Zusammenhang anfängt zu reimen...und es nicht einmal kann. Extra in mai väri guuhd inglisch! Viel Spaß! =)
There was a dream that came out to be reality how was this happening to her she first wanted to deny it. But in the end she tried it and the story went on.
19-year-od Bronte is the born wielder of the Fire Blade. But to unlock all of it's powers, he must obtain the other four swords: the Rain Blade, the Lightning Blade, the Sand Blade and the all-powerful Sky Blade. The only problem is... that those swords have their own wielders... so to retrieve the blades, Bronte must kill them.
a poem i wrote and love its sad but good so i hope you like thanks for reading and i hope u comment and favorite this poem cause its my favorite i have written.
Stream of consciousness.
The poet's classic subjects: Death and Love
This is my 4th favorite character! So delightful to write about.
Just as Honey is leaving his house of course shit happens out of no where and he is infact screaming and shitting squriils, can't wait to type the next book.