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Camella Meets Ashley.
A rough teaser for a series that I haven't quite decided on the name for
Gasping for breath, Camella braced herself for impact. It felt like a year, she'd been casting from the clouds, watching the earth approach. Any which way she spun heaved her into a violent, unending flip. She could do nothing more than contemplate what all she had endured. Nothing was real. Nothing ever had been. What could she depend on remaining the same,or similar to, what is now vastly approaching? All she knew was that everyone was dead. No one survived this new world. No one was real. Her entire life, a toy to be tinkered with and put through whoever saw fit in that instant. How could she live the rest of her life without Bartoth? He was the only thing that gave her peace. He was the only person who showed her light. She now coped with the fact that he was a deception. Most likely made to keep her from killing herself in her mental prison. Everything meant nothing. She was
Nievan languageNievan Language
Part 2-(verbs/ past and ongoing/ placement)
to confuse---------- Bermic (ber-mick)
-confused----------- Bermic'ir (ber-mi-kir)
-confusing---------- Bermic'ov (ber-mi-cov)
to behold----------- Lacrin--(la-krin)
-beheld------------- Lacrin'ir (la-cry-nir)
-beholding---------- Lacrin'ov (la-cry-nov)
to imagine---------- Calren--(call-rin)
--imagined---------- Calren'ir (call-re-nir)
--imagining--------- Calren'ov (call-re-nov)
to wait------------- dai (die)
-waited------------- dai'nir (die-nir)
-waiting------------ dai'nov (die-nov)
to gather----------- spinatol (spin-ah-tohl)
-gathered----------- spinatol'ir (spin-ah-toh-lir)
-gathering---------- spinatol'ov (spin-ah-toh-lov)
to breath----------- cral (crahl)
-breathed----------- cral'ir (crah-lir)
-breathing---------- cral'ov (crah-lov)
to tell------------- laga (la-gah)
-told--------------- laga'nir (la-gah-nir)
-telling------------ laga'nov (la-gah-nov)
to need------------- sanger (sahn-
Experiments - Chapter 19Something happened. Something bad.
There was a misunderstanding and the “camp” that Kylie was supposed to attend was cancelled. Paula Rivvers told Kylie that Gavin had to go somewhere else for a special experiment, but he would be back by next spring.
It was as though someone had driven a knife through Kylie’s heart.
The rainy weather that drowned each day seemed far rainier than any rain anyone knew before.
With senior year on the rise, and the acceptance to a highly acclaimed college for the next fall, and Gavin’s date of arrival back to the home facility pushed back, everything that had happened that one chilly fall became a foggy memory.
. . .
“Kylie Peterson?” There was a voice on the other line that sounded all too familiar, but Kylie couldn’t place it. She had just finished her sixth semester at college, and she was sticking her car keys in her ignition to make the drive back to Martha’s house.
“This is she,” <i>
Experiments - Chapter 20“I’m sorry…” Gavin mumbled for the umpteenth time.
“For the last time,” Kylie blushed, voice quiet. “It’s…okay…” Her face was still tingling from the soft impact of the kiss. “I…I kinda…”
“Kinda what?” Gavin inquired anxiously, certain that she could feel the rampant pulse running through his veins.
“Well…” Kylie chewed on her lower lip, her own heart beating in rhythm with the giant’s – a surprisingly similar rhythm. “Some nights, I would just lie there…in bed, imaging… what would it be like if you kissed me…?”
Gavin exhaled shortly. “Really?” That received a brief nod. “I… I did too… I wondered what it would be like to kiss something so tiny…well, you…”
Kylie had never experienced such a giddy, awkward conversation. She actually liked it – it was much more innocent and lo
Salamence's Kitty Feast (Vore)Salamence’s Kitty Feast (Vore)
NOTES: Originally called "Snorlax's Kitty Feast" but I had mixed feelings that it wouldn't work for the little kittens. Anyways, this is the long-edited story that I keep changing over and over again. For those who stumbled across here, this contains vore, negative comments will be sho--- *clears throat* blocked by me without warning. Thank you and I hope you enjoy.
The family of four kitty-dragons decide to head for a stroll through the forest. Vanilla, Chocolate, Strawberry and Mint are exploring the area and the weather conditions are bright and sunny. Not a single cloud in the sky as it is clear as blue. We follow the kitty’s in third-person angles as they follow the narrow pathway. The four kittens are chatting with each other with pleasant conservations.
While walking further and further down the road, they hear *distant snoring* and it’s quite loud. The four has encountered a sleeping giant monster. It is a draconic Pokémon w
Hetalia x Pregnant! Reader - Germany Part Three(Two years later)
“Say mutti.” You told Heidi, your now one year old daughter. She had soft, light blue eyes and wavy hair that was the same color as yours was. She looked at you confused. You tried for the longest time to get Heidi to say mutti, the word you wanted her first word to be.
“Say mu-tti” you said slowly. The only reply you got was another look from her.
You sighed. You didn’t know if she was ever going to say anything. It’s been a whole year and she hasn’t said one word. This worried both you and Ludwig. You looked back and remembered that Ben had always been spot on when he was growing up. He said his first word, started walking, and did many other things right when he was supposed to. So far Heidi has been a little slower. She still crawled and hasn’t started to talk.
You looked at the clock on the wall and saw that it was almost time for Ludwig to be back from picking up Ben from school. You were so glad that he liked the
Magical RemoteIt was last weekend when I found it, probably the coolest and most interesting thing in the world. I found it in my attic. While rummaging through old stuff trying to find something valuable, I stumbled across a remote control. It was coated in dust, I couldn't read what any of the buttons said. So I finished my rummaging and decided that that remote was the valuable thing I had been looking for.
I went to the bathroom and blew most of the dust off into the sink. I then took a washcloth, wetted it, and cleaned it off. It was rectangular and featured two large buttons at the top with ten buttons on each side going down below each of the two large buttons.
I read the buttons. They were labelled as follows:
L Wrist L Wrist
R Wrist R Wrist
L Arm L Arm
R Arm R Arm
L Leg L Leg
See You Again (Hug a giant day 2014)“He’s gotta be out here somewhere.” I said scratching my head. “Ugh. I hope I didn’t come out here for nothing. This better not be one of those stories that parents tell little kids to make them behave.” That didn’t seem like the case though. The whole town had heard about the “evil” and “dangerous” monster that had been spotted in a nearby forest. However, it was obvious that this “monster” wasn’t as monstrous as people said. In fact, he wasn’t even a monster. He was actually just a giant. People would get angry whenever I would say that. “There’s no such thing as “just” a giant!” They would argue. I didn’t understand why though.
Most of the people in the town had never even seen the giant, and the few who had were hunters and those who wanted to kill the giant to end the problem permanently. Some even went in mobs and would come back claiming to have in
The Asaramae This is a collection of ideas for the concept of the Asaramae. Might get changed in the future and details will be added. No particular order, even though I try to keep it as organized as possible.
Name of species: Asaram (male), Asarama (female), Asaramae (plural)
Kserogh is a big earth-like planet in the Mareh-System. It has three main continents and small oceans only. Unlike the earth. Kserogh is mainly covered with landmasses and does not have that much open water. The vegetation is very different, depending on the climate zone / continent and the lifeforms have adapted to those, like it is on the earth. The weather is a lot more extreme though and varies from climate that can be compared to the ice age on our own planet to deserts with unbelievable heat.
The Asaramae are spread all over the planet and adapted to every cimlate rather well.
They are humaoid lizard-like beings who give birth to their babies though while those are not lactated though.
Summer NightsSummer Nights
Setting: The Backstage Lounge on the Music Cruise
Date: July 25th, 2014
Time: 6:21 PM PST
(Point of View: Franky)
“Hey, Franky,” Cadence called from across the room.
I jumped and put down my cell phone, which I had been scrolling through pictures on while sitting on a bright-blue couch. “Yeah?”
“Could you c’mere?” she asked. She was sitting at a makeup table or whatever those things are called on the other side of the room, getting ready for our next show, which was at 6:45. She and I were the only ones in the backstage lounge. I was trying desperately to get “Best Day Ever”, our song for the Music Jam, out of my head for a little while. It wasn’t working. At all.
“Sure.” I pocketed my phone in my jeans and waddled over to her. “Sorry I was ignoring you, I just… I’m bored.”
Shaking her head, she said, “It’s okay, I was being kinda antisocial.” Sh
UntitledStarting a story..here's a rough copy of what I have so far... not muchbut..., yeah
"There isn't much left to do here, Caprice. Let it go. We must move on."
Her heart is sinking. Her breath, a whisper. How had she gotten here? Of course she knows. Nothing on Halla given earth could change her thoughts, her feelings, her memories. Given a way to cleanse her mind of unpleasant hindrances, she would undoubtedly cave. Most likely, the very idea of such is keeping her here, keeping her sane. Though words flow through her consciousness and sounds alarm her awareness, she knows not what is circling her, but what is sending her stability to a final tumble. How had she gotten here?
Caprice could not remember the last time she woke up happy. Maybe it had been when she was newly 6 years old, celebrating with her new found friend, Brindle. Better yet, when she held Draken in her hands for the first time, planing out her new duties as "big sissy". Better yet, when Clayton wa
A Bloody, Stupid Miracle The day we’d cured the human condition was the day I put a bullet through my head and didn’t die. It was also the day I realized how scared I actually was of death, and after hours of muscle ache from holding that gauze against my open skull, after the wound closed and everything went back to normal, I had myself a good old-fashioned brainstorm. How ironic.
But when summer came, everything had fallen to shit. The air scorched my skin and parched my tongue every time I took a breath. The sun glared down on a rapidly-collapsing world, full of the undying bastard children of cruelty and misfortune. What was one to do when their cells regenerated faster than they decomposed?
My feet hit the pavement, now littered with jagged bits of glass to snap at my toes, thoroughly baked by the blazing ball of bitter disdain high overhead. Today was worse than yesterday. Though I’d often wondered the purpose of it anymore, I
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