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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…"
Star Fallen - Prologue - Thieves "I can't help but close my eyes for life
And dream a different ending
That when I wake, I won't be so exhausted
And I will stop with my pretending
That I'm fine, I'm fine if I can fool myself tonight
And my lie will drown out all of yours."
The silver lights of the Aether began to retreat far into the distance as the two people rode away, their horses running fast across the plains towards the forest that would provide better cover. Dark storm clouds began to circles around the silver half-moon in the sky as the news of the recent intruders' theft hit the Lord of the Aether's ears.
"So close," A woman shouted over the cold wind that was beginning to stir up "if we can make it into the forest, Notch can't find us and then we would be safe as we head back to the golden gates?"
The man beside her dropped his cloak hood to reveal ear-length and choppy brown hair with stern blue eyes. He glanced back at the wo
Coffee and rolls...? part 2
Walking down the crowded streets to your apartment, you felt beat tired. Trudging up the steps you ran into your neighbor, Arthur, a British ‘gentleman’ as he puts it. “Hey Arthur, is Al any better?” he shook his head no “He’s still in the cast, and he says it hurts like hell…” he waved goodbye and continued on his way.
Your apartment complex was one of those tight nit ones, were all the residents knew each other and acted like friends, it was a really nice place. When you finally reached your door you started to rummage through your bag looking for your key.
Finally finding the darn thing you unlocked your door and stepped inside. Setting your things down you flung yourself onto your couch, phone and note in hand. Quickly dialling the number you put the phone up to your ear and waited. One ring. Two ring. Three ring. Was he not going to pick up? then there was a click. “H’llo?” your heart melted. “H-hey, is this B
TurnaboutInked Puppetry: Turnabout.
A week after the victory on Moebius, the Freedom Fighters had met up for breakfast at Chuck's diner, sitting around a table large enough for all but two of them. Nicole, not needing to eat, was working, and Emerl was with her, mostly out of his usual need to be by her side, but also, he felt, out of necessity- Nicole was currently highly unpopular with people, especially the specific group that made up Mina's fandom, and Emerl felt the need to be with her at all times.
Fiona's seat had been newly squeezed in, between Tails and Bunnie, and she was currently leaning on the shoulder of the former, while chatting with the latter between mouthfuls.
“How're you two this mornin', then?” Bunnie asked. She had less food than the others- the conversion of material fit for Mobian consumption into energy that her bionics could use was a slow process, meaning that, during downtime, she could survive on much smaller meals.
“We're good.” Fiona smiled
Fall Sparks8Back to Normal.
Text from Asami to Korra:
So, a little birdie told me that you had your own personal chauffeur over Fall Break.
The little blonde that I lift told me that she saw Mako driving you around town over Fall Break. What’s going on? I thought you two didn’t like each other?
Oh that. Well, at the beginning I had some car troubles and sort of begged Mako to drive me to my dance class. And then after I dropped it off at the shop, the mechanic said that it was worse than what we thought after doing a full check and I was carless for the rest of the break and Mako had a fully gassed up car and nothing to do.
Why did you take your car to the shop? I could’ve fixed it for you.
YOU WERE IN PANAMA!! >X(
Right… Sorry. I got you a new razorback. Don’t hate me. ^3^
What color is it?
Pink… But it’s neon pink and it says ‘Panama City’ on it in black graffiti.
Yay! Now that that’s over… I ge
OCT Round 1 - P3Tobias spun to see Phasma’s fist remaining where Silver Wolf’s head had once be. Certainly not anywhere near being Alex now, but in the full hero-zone, Silver Wolf rubbed her chin and tried not to wince. Why had she not even seen that coming?!
“Phasma, what are you-?” Tobias was cut off by Luna issuing a rumbling growl deep from the recesses of her throat and making a leap at Phasma’s arm, teeth opening to meet his wrist. Wanting to prevent any conflict, Tobias wrapped his arms in a vice-like grip around the wolf’s legs and dug his heels into the sand. Heaving the wolf back was not easy. Luckily for the boy, Luna had not suspected her usual comrade’s interference and hesitated, giving him the chance to gain purchase,
“Luna, come on, we can’t-“
Both of them looked up sharply when a crack cut through the air from behind them, paused in their awkward half-wrestle to crane their necks behind them, Luna’s ears darting upright
Intro to a new lifeIt was a sunny, beautiful, Monday morning, the worst kind of day. I was walking to school with my best friend, my only friend really, Hope. She was being very gleeful as always, ranting about her parents and siblings or whatever, "So the night before, I had... are you even listening to me, Sammy?" she asked, "huh? oh, yeah, I-I'm listening", I said that I was, but I really wasn't, I was thinking about how, tonight, I was going to run away into the woods, ditching this hell hole called civilization. I was thinking about how my grandfather would act, probably with no emotion, how he acted with everything I did, heartless bastard. I was thinking about about how sad Hope might be. Hope is the only thing that has kept me from going into the woods for years now. Now enough about my sob story, lets talk more about Samuel McCalister Sparks the third, or you can just call me Sammy if you want, though it's not like you would be talking to anytime soon, I'm a damn character in a story.
When the Morning Breaks Us- Chapter 3
The two figures ran across and through the vast landscape, a mixture of hands and shoes and misted breath. Ciaran was too fast for Sadie; he was almost a minute ahead of her. She flailed her arms as she tried to pick up speed, but he seemed to be powered by an electric motor. Sadie often lost sight of him; he dodged behind trees or just went further ahead. She sprinted at full pelt, her breath short.
Ciaran began to scale up a ridge, on all fours again, giving Sadie an opportunity to catch up.
His nails dug into the earth, sending dirt and tiny rocks into Sadie's face below.
"Hey!" She spluttered, sending the debris tumbling to the ground.
Her hand reached upward, grabbing Ciaran's heel. The silver ring on her finger dug into the leather of his boots. She beamed at him, thinking she had victory.
He glanced sideways at her- a look filled with cunning- and shook his leg, managing to wriggle free of her grasp. He made a triumphant whooping c
OCT Round 1 - P2“You know, if we were awake right now, I’d have to arrest you.”
Phasma looked at the boy with some incredulity. After spotting Tobias he had removed one of his fabric arm-bands before unravelling it to make some kind of half-assed mask, biting and tearing crude eye holes in the soft cotton. Horrible, shabby, but still gave him the right to use “Phasma” when his name was asked for.
“Though,” the boy went on, “despite being unconscious, maybe we’re not dreaming. Maybe. It’s all pretty vivid if you ask me. I’ve dreamt a lot, I know these things.”
Phasma gave a long, slow look at the kid who swaggered a few steps ahead of him to the right, raising his brows,
“This,” the thief stated blatantly, “is all insane.” He emphasised just how insane it was by waving his hands in the air exasperatedly.
Tobias pressed his lips together, pausing as he thought he spotted movement ahead, squinting,
THU: OCT Round 1 - P1The feeling that he was floating was both a comforting sensation and a worrying one.
The source of the comfort was easy to pinpoint. Tobias could feel the warm water lapping at the edges of his body, pleasant and soft like velvet, his back filled with a heat that seemed to radiate to his very extremities and out through his fingertips like sunbeams. The air above the water, the side that greeted his gently smiling face, was heady but not clawing or humid. Rather, it held that perfect level of ambiance. The boy’s limbs felt like jelly and he was positive that he could happily lie there for the rest of eternity.
The worry was a lot harder to place. He wanted to stay, but he couldn't. He couldn't because that worried feeling continued to insistently poke around at the back of his mind until his head almost throbbed. He trailed his fingers in the water, registering the reddish hue of the inside of his eyelids. Why should he be worried? He was going to stay here forever where it was w
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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