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Melodious Happenstance 11: Well Now What?
Chapter 11: Well what Now?
I slumped onto my bed, glad to have snuck away during the impromptu dinner that my bandmates hosted at their apartment with the guys. I wasn’t ready to see Kiera and Logan being open with their very real relationship since everyone knew and it was basically given the Griffin Green Light as long as it was out of the media. I looked at my folder at at the notes I was to remember for the press conference I was to have in a few days. It was so hard to believe it was all over. I finally admitted how I felt for Logan and he’s gone. I finally found out what is going on with Beck and the threat of him was gone. All of my insecurities are all but gone. I didn’t know what to do, I felt so empty from losing those things that were a big part of who I was. I was alone in my little pocket of the world, and to be honest, it was starting to weigh me down.
Sighing, I decided to try and talk to somebody. I tried calling Cat-now shifted
Twisted Fates Chapter 11
Chapter 11: In Which Nia tries to Cope with being a Vampire
My arms were crushing in the grips of my crazed friend, splintering like a glass tube under a vice: my bones were shattered. My lip was bleeding from biting down the scream in my throat and I couldn’t concentrate any of my magic to throw her off of me.
“You can’t have them, Vicki…” I groaned, my vision spotty from the pain, and my voice growing hoarse, “Don’t..do something you’ll regret…” I thought about Jeremy and how much it will hurt him to have Vicki die when someone finally stops her.
Fear rose from my gut and into my throat as her eyes went black, the veins popping out as she smiled with her fangs pointed at me, “Oh...but I won’t regret this.”
She sank her fangs into my neck, shaking her head back and forth, my throat ripping. I finally couldn’t hold out the scream as it rose and died in my mouth. My neck was shredded meat, and my blood
Twisted Fates Chapter 10
Chapter 10: In which Nia maybe trusts Damon
When I woke up, I felt like I had been asleep for a year. When I stretched, I felt a pain in my wrist. Looking down I gasped as I saw my blankets covered in my blood and my neck and wrist bleeding. I untangled myself from my covers and nearly fell out of my bed if it weren’t for the two strong arms that caught me.
“Easy there, little witch, don’t need Stephan worrying about you.”
I froze, a chill running up my spine over who spoke. “How did you get out of the cellar… I thought you were-”
“Desiccating while you and Stefan watched? Oh yea...I got out...about a month ago.”
“A What?! No...it’s only been a few days.”
“Actually, it’s now the very festive month of October, the last day in fact.” Damon’s eyes gleamed mischievously, “Happy Halloween, Nia.”
“But...no that’s not possible! What the hell is going on?!
Twisted Fates Chapter 9
Chapter 9: In Which Damon is taken care of...for now
“Are you sure this is going to work, Stefan? I know Zach’s convinced seeing as it’s his favorite scotch and all...but something tells me he’ll see it coming.”
I paced Stefan’s room as he sat down with his glass of scotch and picked up one of his shoes, in his slacks and a wife beater. I was wearing a black one sleeve dress that clung to my body and ended at mid-calf, the sleeve was stripped in slashed lines along my shoulder and halfway down my forearm and my hair was done in tidy updo with girls framing my face and curling along the bottom. I wore little jewelry, save my pendant and a tight chain with an elegant key at my collar bones that had a matching pair of earrings. and the look was completed with a pair of simple black pumps that gave me an extra three inches, making me only slightly shorter than the girls would be if they didn’t wear heels. As I paced, I moved my own glass of scotch
Twisted Fates Chapter 8
Chapter 8: In Which Nia tries to deal with both boys.
“Tyler? Tyler!” I shout looking around the school, and slipping inside. “Tyler?”
“What do you want already?” I jumped at the sudden voice behind me, and face him.
“Are you okay?” I look at his tense muscles, but still risk resting a hand on his forearm. He twitched at the contact, but didn’t make move to remove my hand.
“Shouldn’t you be checking on Gilbert? You made it pretty clear whose side you’re on at the Grill.” He said, moving closer to me, as my back met the wall.
“I-I’m not on either side, Ty. I care about you both. And right now, you’re the priority.” I smile weakly, scared of him in this mood and where I was. Tyler noticed this and his expression softened, he rested his hands on my shoulders, and leaned forward, looking into my eyes. “Are you scared of me, Nia?” I shook my head, unable to look away or to even
Alright, Time for a Vampire Diaries Rant
So yea, I was watching this Video (link in description), and I looked over to the comment sections and I saw all this hate for my girl Caroline. And this is what I have to say about it.
I will absolutely be the first one to admit that at the very start of this show, I wasn’t much of a fan, but I actually like how Caroline has grown. She started off as the typical anal popular girl who has to be in charge of everything and is full of confidence that is just a mask for all the insecurities she actually has. However, after she gets turned by Katherine, she gets some major CCs of a reality check. She learned to control herself and become, in my opinion, one of the best Vampires on the show. Sometimes, I even forgot she was a vamp, she was that good. She even ignored the danger to her vampire life to help Tyler with his transition into werewolf-dom and has been Stefan’s sober-sponser to help him stay on his good side, and away from his dark one.
As far as her being negative abou
Twisted Fates Chapter 7
Chapter 7: In which Nia starts to see Tyler’s Nature
I brought Vicki to Matt, who set to work fixing her bandage, and immediately started to head home. Damon, however, had different ideas, and stopped me by the time I reached the park like field in the town center.
“Hey, where do you think you’re going, short round?”
I widened my eyes, too tired to keep up my charade of being tougher than I was. “Well, home...where else? I mean, I can’t really stay here where all of this tension has risen among my friends and I saw what you almost did to Vicki. I mean, I’m not over reaching when I estimate that you were going to kill her and pin it on Stefan?” I glanced over at him, not really wanting to poke the bear. “ I mean...why are you even trying to stop me from going home? It’s not like I can escape you!” I let a lump rise in my throat. “I’m just a weak human, who yes is a witch, but is a witch out of
I know: A story of Unseen love or so I thought
I know: A story of Unseen love or so I though.
Okay, so I know most of you are going to discard this story are cliche after the beginning, and hell, maybe even the end of it, but I just want you all to know that sometimes, it's okay to have hope in better things.
It was the end of our senior year at Palm Woods high and I've been best friends with Kendall Schmidt since we were middle schoolers. It was thanks to him that I came out of my shell and got into the 'in crowd' of his friends. I didn't fade into the background when it came to him. As a matter of fact I introduced him to my ex-boyfriend, now best friend, Dustin. Though I didn't know that they were going to hit it off nearly as well as they did, or even that they would Create Heffron Drive (Where the two of them found out they grew up at). Later, Kendall would make a band with his other friends, Carlos, Logan, and James, called Big Time Rush. Even though I'd grown close to the four of them, Dustin and Kendall were my p
Melodious Happenstance 10: No Idea
Chapter 10: No Idea
The first thing I heard the next day was someone knocking on my door. I roll around in my bed, getting more comfortable and refusing to leave the warmth of my blankets, feeling even more tired than when I had gone to sleep. The knocking persisted, and I sit up with a groan, and glance at the clock. It was three in the afternoon, but seeing as I went to bed at around eight in the morning after putting away my laundry, catching up with people I hadn't seen yesterday in e-mails, working on new song and music video ideas, doing homework and unpacking completely, that was pretty impressive. The fact that I was still uncontrollably groggy and tired wasn't, and I tried to hide it as the knocking continued still and I made myself decent by throwing on a pair of faded flares and an off the shoulder black sweater. Pulling my hair out from behind it, I opened the door.
"What do you-Logan!" I gasp, rushing to fix my hair and moving to the side. "Uh...come in…"
Subterfuge - Chapter SixSherlock snarled bitterly to himself as he continued down the cobblestone road that lead towards the river that tore straight through the entire encampment, he kicked a stone all the way until he heard the sound of rushing water and soon he found himself at the shore. The sun had begun to set a long while ago, setting the water alight with liquid orange atop the glassy surface. He glanced down into the water just in time to see some fish dart away from his shadow.
"Of all the times John had to be sentimental," Sherlock spat out bitterly, the word 'sentimental' hung in the air like
A New Kind of School Part 2As the sun rose next morning Sam woke up to the sight of the morning light streaming through the large window beside his bed. The thin boy sat up sleepily, rubbing his eyes until they finally adjusted to the harsh light of the morning sun. He turned to his right to find that Alex was still fast asleep letting out soft snores, his large belly rising and falling with each breath he took.
Sam looked away from the boy and got up before making his way to the bathroom to take a quick shower. As soon as he stepped inside, the cool water pouring from the reflective steel showerhead embraced his pale body, causing him to awaken fully. He ran his thin pale hands through his dark wet hair and began to wonder if he would make any new friends today. After he finished washing himself, Sam dried himself off and went to get dressed into his school uniform. As he did, he heard Alex stir a bit and a soft groan was emitted from the bed beside him.
Soon Sam was fully dressed in his form fitting school uni
Glory and Gore Chapter 11Sky sat back against the torn away wall of cobblestone as he took a bite of an apple, carefully he stole a glance towards the people Star had brought with her, they were friends before Notch changed everything but now...it just wasn't the same. They were cold blooded killers and there was nothing he could do about it. He sighed and turned away, his gaze landing on the hole where Star had disappeared a little over an hour ago. He hated it, his friend could be dying alone and there was nothing he could do.
"You shouldn't worry," Sky glanced up at the red-headed figure of Kyle as he sat down next to him "she's hybrid and a queen, she can take care of herself. No?"
"I suppose you're right, Kyle." The Former Leader of an Army replied slowly. "There's nothing I can do, but can I ask you something?" Kyle nodded so Sky continued on with his question.
IRL Teaser"What are we going to do?" Star breathed out shakily as she followed her Parallel through the air duct, it was strange following a thirteen year old girl though but there was nothing she could do. "Those
The World First Half-GhostMonday, July 21st 2014 20.00 PM. Kick was driving his R32 GT-R at Mount Akagi just a s usual, practicing his skills. When he arrived at parking lot, he met Annabelle. She came to him and asked him a question.
Annabelle: Kick. Do you think Gwen Axle is a half-ghost too? I'm start to become curious since I met her and my ghost sense was out from my mouth. And one thing... is that a good thing?
Kick: (Drinking Cheetah Chug) I don't know. But the most important thing is she must meet us and know that she using it properly or just using it as a pleasure object to her.
Annabelle: Umm... If she knows the timing how to use it she can be part of Japanese Halfas, right Kick?
Kick: Yeah. And that's a good thing. Since when do you know that she's a half-ghost like us?
Annabelle: When I was driving my S2000 in Hakone two days ago. I suddenly pass her white Lancer Evolution VIII MR RS, and my ghost sense was out from me. I started to confused... is that her, or it's just my misunderstanding?
Chapter 8(The Day)Chapter 8 (The Day) Time went on. Gail finished moving in with Seth a week later. Gail quit school and they both got jobs, Seth at a tattoo shop, and Gail at a grocery store. The only excitement that carried them through the last of winter was a small herd of elk that surrounded their cabin for an hour. Gail was too scared to go pet the docile creatures, but Seth boldly stroked a bull. Seth's parents hand owned that cabin for ten years and took their only son almost every summer. But Seth's mother soon passed away, and his father, on his death bed, granted Seth ownership of the place. "It's a good place to start out." His father had said,"Quiet and in good shape." Keeping it that way wasn't hard, but it was time consuming. "Summer will be better." Seth would always say to his friend, and he was right. But spring came first, and with it, a knocking on the door. Seth was in the kitchen, preparing dinner, so Gail rushed to the door, hoping it was his father. It was Phoster. Standing
The Codex: The First Lieutenant is backAfter we got our ice cream we where walking around in the park.
"It's nice to be back." I smirked.
"And here we where just getting use to the peace and quiet." Aaron joked.
"Hah, yeah right." I snorted, "with Rust around?"
"Hey!" my brother turned suit of armor shouted, "I can be quiet."
Roy, Aaron, and I stared at him blankly, "Rust, no, no you can't."
"Meanies." Rust muttered as he sulked. The three of us rolled our eyes and laughed.
"Oh hey, the bitch is back!" a voice called from behind us, making me sigh in slight annoyance.
"King Asshole, good to see you too." I smirked and turned around to see a male with black hair and dark brown, almost black eyes.
"Ditto that." the male smirked.
"Alex, where the hell where you?" Roy questioned him as Alex just shrugged.
"My alarm fail to wake me up." he offered lamely.
"Yeah right, you just didn't want to come in to work today." Aaron smirked.
"Well what are you guys doing here? Sure doesn't look like work
When the Morning Breaks Us- Chapter 2
Chapter 2: "You're it!"
Sadie looked up into Ciaran's face. She grabbed his outstretched hand as he pulled her up, helping her hop to her feet. Sadie's brown wrangler boots next to Ciaran's black Doc Martens.
"Follow me," he said.
"Where to?" She questioned, running a hand through her hair, to push it from her face.
Ciaran didn't answer her. He broke into a half-run. Sadie grinned and followed, her unzipped hoodie flapping behind her.
Ciaran's pace was swift; he soon gained speed and ran through the streets, shoes meeting the grey tarmac, beating out a rhythm. Sadie found it hard to keep up with the boy, and he almost vanished in the mist. They weaved through side-roads, past terraced houses and barking dogs.
Finally they reached a dead end, blocked by a wall. Sadie bent over, catching her breath. She saw it rise like a cloud into the damp air.
Ciaran had other ideas- he climbed up the face of the wall, standing on it for a moment, on all
Magickant High: Prologue
Prologue: a quick history
So, it is safe to assume that you are reading this to try and understand my story. I don’t know how you got my journal. I only gave it to those I trusted to help bring this revolution for my people to pass. In any case, I’m glad you read this, that is, unless you are a hunter, in which case, may all that you read seem like a typical supernatural fairy tale written by some author who thinks they know what it is they’re talking about. Not that you would heed this warning, but hey, I can try, right?
The things is: I do know what I’m talking about, or at least I would hope I knew about my own life and society that I belong to. Though I cannot say I know everything I can say one thing: not all of us are as evil and vile as what people assume. I mean, don’t get me wrong, there IS evil in the world, but there is a balance that must be maintained. I should know. I am one of the races that have to control the balance of the worlds of man a
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