Story Title Fortuna
User Name nightxwires
Genre Romance, I suppose
Rating PG
Summary This is a short story, but shorter. A mini-story, if you will. Basically me playing around with intimacy and what it means. It's not superb, but I thought I'd let you guys decide. Also, originally, there were no names in this story, mostly because I have so much trouble with names. I don't know why. But yeah, I put them in later, just because.
Excerpt We instinctively moved toward each other. His head found the corner of my neck and shoulder, and my hand went to his hair.
User Name nightxwires
Genre Romance, I suppose
Rating PG
Summary This is a short story, but shorter. A mini-story, if you will. Basically me playing around with intimacy and what it means. It's not superb, but I thought I'd let you guys decide. Also, originally, there were no names in this story, mostly because I have so much trouble with names. I don't know why. But yeah, I put them in later, just because.
Excerpt We instinctively moved toward each other. His head found the corner of my neck and shoulder, and my hand went to his hair.
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Story Title: Relative Prey
Username:![[info]](http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif)
eternity_xx
Genre: Realistic Fiction
Rating: G/PG (A little blood, a chase)
Summary: A short chase leads to an odd ending...
Excerpt: The skies opened, and the rain beat down. Lightning appeared in the sky, and thunder followed. I was cold, wet, and tired, but there was no way I would give up.
Author's Note: I just needed to write something. I've been reading and reviewing all these lovely stories, and my hands were just itching to write. And once I wrote it, I saw no one had put a new story up recently, so I thought, why not? My brain would literally have exploded if I didn't get this piece out. It's uber short, and I wrote two versions. This is the simpler one, and I hope you realize how I was trying to write it by the end. It came out a little odd, unfortunately. Be as critical as you want, just know it was just a little exercise.
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eternity_xxGenre: Realistic Fiction
Rating: G/PG (A little blood, a chase)
Summary: A short chase leads to an odd ending...
Excerpt: The skies opened, and the rain beat down. Lightning appeared in the sky, and thunder followed. I was cold, wet, and tired, but there was no way I would give up.
Author's Note: I just needed to write something. I've been reading and reviewing all these lovely stories, and my hands were just itching to write. And once I wrote it, I saw no one had put a new story up recently, so I thought, why not? My brain would literally have exploded if I didn't get this piece out. It's uber short, and I wrote two versions. This is the simpler one, and I hope you realize how I was trying to write it by the end. It came out a little odd, unfortunately. Be as critical as you want, just know it was just a little exercise.
- Mood:
chipper - Music:Bohemian Rhapsody - Queen
Story Title Clementine
User Name nightxwires
Genre Romantic Comedy
Rating PG.
Summary There's a lot you can learn about a person based on how they do their laundry.
A/N More screenwriting. I have to admit guys, I am not proud of this in the least. Please don't hesitate to criticize.
User Name nightxwires
Genre Romantic Comedy
Rating PG.
Summary There's a lot you can learn about a person based on how they do their laundry.
A/N More screenwriting. I have to admit guys, I am not proud of this in the least. Please don't hesitate to criticize.
Story Title: Skeptics and True Believers
User Name:ashlienl
Genre: Still follows love, but it's mostly friendship in this one. Light, kind of humorous.
Rating: G
Summary: She's a little ditzy and he's a bit skeptical but best friends have surprises up their sleeves. Sipping on their caramel latte and green tea, their differences are what make them who they are. "You were in love once? Why didn't you ever tell me?"
Excerpt: “Cinderella is a fairy tale,” she explains in flippant manner, with a “Duh” tone of voice. “Inevitably, they all end up happy. That’s what makes them a fairy tale, after all. Fairy tales have to be happily ever after. Everyone knows that. Therefore, Cinderella had to have a happy ending.”
One of his brows arches up into his moppy hair, hanging into his eyes. Skepticism is written on his face and slowly, he shakes his head and a small smile grows on his face.
Author's Note: This story is actually dedicated to Sierra, who, when reading over "We Need to Talk" got into a discussion with me about love and it's conflictions and confusing paths. The quote that the girl has in the end about the comparison of love comes from Si. Once she'd said it, I knew I had to use it and write it into something. I've grown really fond of these characters though, I'll admit it. I almost wish this wasn't a one shot. =] Anyway, enjoy.
User Name:
ashlienlGenre: Still follows love, but it's mostly friendship in this one. Light, kind of humorous.
Rating: G
Summary: She's a little ditzy and he's a bit skeptical but best friends have surprises up their sleeves. Sipping on their caramel latte and green tea, their differences are what make them who they are. "You were in love once? Why didn't you ever tell me?"
Excerpt: “Cinderella is a fairy tale,” she explains in flippant manner, with a “Duh” tone of voice. “Inevitably, they all end up happy. That’s what makes them a fairy tale, after all. Fairy tales have to be happily ever after. Everyone knows that. Therefore, Cinderella had to have a happy ending.”
One of his brows arches up into his moppy hair, hanging into his eyes. Skepticism is written on his face and slowly, he shakes his head and a small smile grows on his face.
Author's Note: This story is actually dedicated to Sierra, who, when reading over "We Need to Talk" got into a discussion with me about love and it's conflictions and confusing paths. The quote that the girl has in the end about the comparison of love comes from Si. Once she'd said it, I knew I had to use it and write it into something. I've grown really fond of these characters though, I'll admit it. I almost wish this wasn't a one shot. =] Anyway, enjoy.
- Mood:
creative - Music:Help - The Beatles
Story Title: There Was Snow
User Name:ashlienl
Genre: As per usual, it's following the theme of love and romance. But this one is mostly about friendship and learning how to deal.
Rating: G
Summary: It was the kind of magical snow that I always imagined but only saw on television. It gave false hope to a magical night, especially because you were there. It couldn't be magic; you still made me ache with hollow nostalgia and reminded me how I needed you. Dealing with it is the hardest thing I've had to do, I think.
Excerpt: There was snow. That was the most startling bit, though I didn’t realize at the moment. It was like movie snow – the soft fluffy flakes that are procured through use of potato flakes, quite unlike the real, wimpy snow that falls haphazardly and melts the instant it touches anything solid. A very majestic feel was in the air. Perhaps not so much majestic, but it certainly had a magical air to it, the kind that felt surreal and beautiful. In fact, the scene itself was so beautiful. My mind couldn’t help but procure the memory of Chloe, the day I let her talk to you and she made you promise not to say anything to me about it. “She’d really love it if you kissed her in the snow,” she had said, and for the briefest moment, I wondered, in this scantily cloaked winter wonderland, if you would. Kiss me in the snow, I mean.
Author's Note: Uhm, to be honest, this was inspired by a dream. I spoke to my ex for the first time in a few weeks and it provoked a dream, that involved snow and snowball fights with he and the rest of Act One. I used that part of the dream for inspiration and followed through with a bunch of made up stuff that didn't exactly occur in the dream (though, the diner was used in the dream, except I sat with Sabrina and her boyfriend in the dream haha.) Anyway, the basic premise of this is girl and boy break up to remain friends and this is her dealing.
User Name:
ashlienlGenre: As per usual, it's following the theme of love and romance. But this one is mostly about friendship and learning how to deal.
Rating: G
Summary: It was the kind of magical snow that I always imagined but only saw on television. It gave false hope to a magical night, especially because you were there. It couldn't be magic; you still made me ache with hollow nostalgia and reminded me how I needed you. Dealing with it is the hardest thing I've had to do, I think.
Excerpt: There was snow. That was the most startling bit, though I didn’t realize at the moment. It was like movie snow – the soft fluffy flakes that are procured through use of potato flakes, quite unlike the real, wimpy snow that falls haphazardly and melts the instant it touches anything solid. A very majestic feel was in the air. Perhaps not so much majestic, but it certainly had a magical air to it, the kind that felt surreal and beautiful. In fact, the scene itself was so beautiful. My mind couldn’t help but procure the memory of Chloe, the day I let her talk to you and she made you promise not to say anything to me about it. “She’d really love it if you kissed her in the snow,” she had said, and for the briefest moment, I wondered, in this scantily cloaked winter wonderland, if you would. Kiss me in the snow, I mean.
Author's Note: Uhm, to be honest, this was inspired by a dream. I spoke to my ex for the first time in a few weeks and it provoked a dream, that involved snow and snowball fights with he and the rest of Act One. I used that part of the dream for inspiration and followed through with a bunch of made up stuff that didn't exactly occur in the dream (though, the diner was used in the dream, except I sat with Sabrina and her boyfriend in the dream haha.) Anyway, the basic premise of this is girl and boy break up to remain friends and this is her dealing.
- Location:Here and There
- Mood: happy
- Music:How Far We've Come - Matchbox Twenty
Story Title No Title As of Yet
User Name nightxwires
Genre it's really too short to have a genre
Rating PG? Some, uh, violent imagery.
Summary There are very few people in the world that I actively hate, and this was what I assumed a conversation with me and this girl would go like, as she is known to frequent the store in which I work.
A/N Okay, so this technically isn't a story. Or anything much, it's a few lines I scribbled out into my suede journal thing. I've been toying with screenplay for awhile, and what you're about to read is...kind of confusing. But bear with me. There are little to no stage directions, so I suppose it's kind of a dialogue. I wanted to share it with you guys and get feedback on screenwriting.
User Name nightxwires
Genre it's really too short to have a genre
Rating PG? Some, uh, violent imagery.
Summary There are very few people in the world that I actively hate, and this was what I assumed a conversation with me and this girl would go like, as she is known to frequent the store in which I work.
A/N Okay, so this technically isn't a story. Or anything much, it's a few lines I scribbled out into my suede journal thing. I've been toying with screenplay for awhile, and what you're about to read is...kind of confusing. But bear with me. There are little to no stage directions, so I suppose it's kind of a dialogue. I wanted to share it with you guys and get feedback on screenwriting.
Story Title: It Began With We Need to Talk
User Name:ashlienl
Genre: Again, fluffy romance. xD
Rating: No higher than G. Possibly PG if you want to count the use of the word "lesbian"
Summary: "We need to talk." Nothing good ever follows these four words. But that's how the story begins and that's what leads to a shallow introspection of an entity of "we." Nothing good can possibly follow those four words and yet he's riveted to the spot, keen on hearing out the intimidating, tiny girl.
Excerpt: “At first, I thought that you were cute. You seemed totally innocent and shy, one of those cute, naïve girls that boys take advantage of. And then, in less than a minute, you seemed like… a know-it-all. One of those girls who kept her nose shoved in a book and probably didn’t realize she was so cute but wasn’t worth the trial and effort, because you were bossy and liked to show people up and probably didn’t even like boys. Or girls, I don’t mean I thought you were a lesbian. I guess I thought you were like… I don’t know? Asexual?”
Author's Note: Yet again, I'm somewhat unsatsified with the ending. I think I need to work on closings some. Either way, I didn't want anything to happen past... well. I can't tell you that. But I wanted nothing to happen past the last few words. So, for now, this is where the story sits. I know - yet another fluffy story. This one is lighter, shorter, but still exploring the concept of love, though much less tragic than the previous two.
User Name:
ashlienl Genre: Again, fluffy romance. xD
Rating: No higher than G. Possibly PG if you want to count the use of the word "lesbian"
Summary: "We need to talk." Nothing good ever follows these four words. But that's how the story begins and that's what leads to a shallow introspection of an entity of "we." Nothing good can possibly follow those four words and yet he's riveted to the spot, keen on hearing out the intimidating, tiny girl.
Excerpt: “At first, I thought that you were cute. You seemed totally innocent and shy, one of those cute, naïve girls that boys take advantage of. And then, in less than a minute, you seemed like… a know-it-all. One of those girls who kept her nose shoved in a book and probably didn’t realize she was so cute but wasn’t worth the trial and effort, because you were bossy and liked to show people up and probably didn’t even like boys. Or girls, I don’t mean I thought you were a lesbian. I guess I thought you were like… I don’t know? Asexual?”
Author's Note: Yet again, I'm somewhat unsatsified with the ending. I think I need to work on closings some. Either way, I didn't want anything to happen past... well. I can't tell you that. But I wanted nothing to happen past the last few words. So, for now, this is where the story sits. I know - yet another fluffy story. This one is lighter, shorter, but still exploring the concept of love, though much less tragic than the previous two.
- Mood:
hungry - Music:Broken Heart - Motion City Soundtrack
Story Title: Challenge 01: Lessons Learned
User Name: Josey joseyk
Genre: Drama
Rating: PG
Summary: Christabella had been unafraid of breaking rules until actually faced with breaking her mother's number 1 rule. Is she brave enough to face the consequences of whatever choice she makes?
Excerpt: The water was icy cold as she slapped the surface and completely submerged. A moment of sinking passed until Christabella began to kick her legs furiously. Eyes and mouth scrunched shut, the ocean water still found a way to get into her airway…
( Lessons Learned )
- Mood:
thoughtful
While Ashlie has been doing all this hard work, I've been making depressing entries in my LJ.
Well, no more!
As theinexorable bitch co-moderator, I shall take upon some of her burden and make myself less popular than I already am by putting forth this royal decree:
YOU WILL REVIEW OR DIE.
But seriously guys. Today, I'm attempting to go through every story here and reviewing them. I've noticed while there are stories - and even members, hooRAH - there are very few reviews. And most of them were by Ashlie. Needless to say, this discrepancy is as disturbing as the number of people who commit suicide when they don't get into university. Ashlie and I have discussed a policy similar to those of rating comms - where you're not allowed to post without commenting on at least three posts, but she feels that it would be too harsh and hard to follow.
So what we're going to do instead is just remind you that it has to be give and take. Other people like constructive criticism too, and just a quick 'I liked this bit and this bit and this bit' or 'this bit and this bit and this bit need work' would help their writing get better. We want this community to flourish and when people post up three stories in quick succession, without bothering to R/R others, and then get bored because they aren't getting any reviews... well, then this comm is shot between the eyes without even getting a soundtrack.
And now we return to our scheduled programmes. Please don't have gotten up to get a sandwich without reading this.
Modlingly yours,
Peony.
Well, no more!
As the
YOU WILL REVIEW OR DIE.
But seriously guys. Today, I'm attempting to go through every story here and reviewing them. I've noticed while there are stories - and even members, hooRAH - there are very few reviews. And most of them were by Ashlie. Needless to say, this discrepancy is as disturbing as the number of people who commit suicide when they don't get into university. Ashlie and I have discussed a policy similar to those of rating comms - where you're not allowed to post without commenting on at least three posts, but she feels that it would be too harsh and hard to follow.
So what we're going to do instead is just remind you that it has to be give and take. Other people like constructive criticism too, and just a quick 'I liked this bit and this bit and this bit' or 'this bit and this bit and this bit need work' would help their writing get better. We want this community to flourish and when people post up three stories in quick succession, without bothering to R/R others, and then get bored because they aren't getting any reviews... well, then this comm is shot between the eyes without even getting a soundtrack.
And now we return to our scheduled programmes. Please don't have gotten up to get a sandwich without reading this.
Modlingly yours,
Peony.
- Mood:
crazy
Story Title : Into the Watery Depths
User Name : Fateythelovelykiller
Genre : Fantasy
Rating : PG
Summary : Little Bella and Yuri just moved into the states from their cozy home in England. Who knew they were going to meet a witch when skipping a rock into a pond.
Excerpt:
A short poem written in a graceful slanted penmanship that could only been done with a quill. Bella read it after her brother and she seemed to turn a shade of pale after. Her brother, who was deep in thought, didn’t see his little sister gape open mouthed, as she saw a figure draw up in the hazy mist behind him.
A woman, to what Bella could see, whom had long silvery blond hair and large black eyes approached behind Yuri. She had a very intense gaze, and light green skin tone that made the little girl question her in her mind.
Authors Note: I wrote this awhile back after getting a picture from my teacher. She said to look at the picture and write a story about it. The picture was of a boy who was with his sister, threw a rock across a pond, but it came back to him. So I threw in some of my Faeries and stuff to make it fabulous. Hope you like.
( Commit a sad slaughter? )
User Name : Fatey
thelovelykillerGenre : Fantasy
Rating : PG
Summary : Little Bella and Yuri just moved into the states from their cozy home in England. Who knew they were going to meet a witch when skipping a rock into a pond.
Excerpt:
A short poem written in a graceful slanted penmanship that could only been done with a quill. Bella read it after her brother and she seemed to turn a shade of pale after. Her brother, who was deep in thought, didn’t see his little sister gape open mouthed, as she saw a figure draw up in the hazy mist behind him.
A woman, to what Bella could see, whom had long silvery blond hair and large black eyes approached behind Yuri. She had a very intense gaze, and light green skin tone that made the little girl question her in her mind.
Authors Note: I wrote this awhile back after getting a picture from my teacher. She said to look at the picture and write a story about it. The picture was of a boy who was with his sister, threw a rock across a pond, but it came back to him. So I threw in some of my Faeries and stuff to make it fabulous. Hope you like.
( Commit a sad slaughter? )
Hey guys! I'm just giving you a quick update with what I've got going on in the Community, right now. Yesterday, I was pretty bored, so I decided to do some filing and polishing in here. :3 First of all, I've jazzed up the User Info a bit. Let me know if you guys like it. (I kind of really love those fonts I used; trying to keep away from some of my usuals, cos then it'd make the User Info a bit girly. xD) I've left all your text, Peony, so if you like it/want us to add more/make changes, you can go ahead and do that or we can discuss it later.
Secondly, I've set up a little filing system. =] Remember, you can tag your own stories with your username, this way people can just click on the tags and pull up all of your stories in one go. Yaaay! (Can you tell I don't often use tags myself? ^^;;) However, to make searching for a certain story easier, I've set up a Memories filing system. Your stories all get filed to the Memories, under your usernames like the tags, this way, if you want to find a particular story, you can search by its title. Yay!
I've got an advert post up on Snitchseeker (and I see it already drew a couple in! Huzzah!), but I cannot for the life of me think of anywhere else to put them, to expand us and get some fresh ideas. Perhaps I could waddle over to Gaiaonline and draw a few in, there? Pondersome, pondersome.
Lastly, I've gotten our first challenge up. It took a bit, buuut I had to get back into the swing of things, being back at school (and newspaper turns out to be pretty time consuming!). I'm keeping it pretty easy for now, so. Yay! Haha. If you have any contest ideas or suggestions (I believe Ama had a few) drop them in here. All ideas and suggestions (not just to the challenge) are greatly welcomed.
Also, I know Ama is wanting to make a header for us, if I find us a layout that she can edit a header on to. So I might enlist Si go off and do some searching. Any layout suggestions? Again, drop a comment. =] We're more than willing to listen.
- Mood:
awake - Music:The Conversation - Motion City Soundtrack
Story Title : Sing to me Softly
User Name : Fateythelovelykiller
Genre : Nonfiction
Rating : G - unless your afraid of the truth
Summary : When little five year old Fatey (Courtney) got ready for bed one night, she met a person who changed her outlook on life forever. A faerie boy named Teal.
Excerpt:
He noticed I was staring at him in aw and he ran his fingers in his hair. His fingers were really long! There was an extra joint in them. He smiled at me and asked, “Have you ever heard of faeries?”
Faeries? At five, I had only heard of faeries once and that was watching my favorite movie, Thumbelina. I thought about the movie for a second. Good faeries like Prince Cornelius and Thumbelina? Or the bad ones? I uttered, “What kind of faeries?”
Authors Note: Sooo I wrote this for my English assignment. It was a narrative story of our fondest childhood memory. Well, mine was when I met a faerie boy named Teal. Now, this is all real. That is how I got into my love of faeries. Especially bad ones. :] So enjoy a memory of mine.
( Like Thumbelina? )
User Name : Fatey
thelovelykillerGenre : Nonfiction
Rating : G - unless your afraid of the truth
Summary : When little five year old Fatey (Courtney) got ready for bed one night, she met a person who changed her outlook on life forever. A faerie boy named Teal.
Excerpt:
He noticed I was staring at him in aw and he ran his fingers in his hair. His fingers were really long! There was an extra joint in them. He smiled at me and asked, “Have you ever heard of faeries?”
Faeries? At five, I had only heard of faeries once and that was watching my favorite movie, Thumbelina. I thought about the movie for a second. Good faeries like Prince Cornelius and Thumbelina? Or the bad ones? I uttered, “What kind of faeries?”
Authors Note: Sooo I wrote this for my English assignment. It was a narrative story of our fondest childhood memory. Well, mine was when I met a faerie boy named Teal. Now, this is all real. That is how I got into my love of faeries. Especially bad ones. :] So enjoy a memory of mine.
( Like Thumbelina? )
Challenge o1 
Your job: Write a story about the above picture. It can be however long you wish it to be. There will be no restrictions to this challenge. It can be first person, third person, male, female narrative. The story has to have something to do with the picture, though. Not necessarily the exact scene of the photo, but make sure it has SOMETHING to do with it.
Due date: February 14, 2008. You have 2 weeks to work on this and get it in. When you're finished, just post it here with the title Challenge 01. =]
Questions? Reply to this post with all inquiries. =]]
- Mood: creative
- Music:Picture Frames - Jet Lag Gemini
Story Title It Was Always My Hand You Wanted to Hold
User Nameashlienl
Genre Romance and angst, mostly.
Rating Uhm. We'll go PG.
Summary They met at a party and then went their seperate ways. But by way of spoken words and games of Truth, they found each other on their minds. It was the blossoming of friendship into something much stronger, but neither of them was ready.
Excerpt Moving on was her only option and she would never fully be moved on, she knew. Even as she sat here with his replacement, his arms wrapped around her, she hummed softly, only to fight out the ideas that came to her mind. To pretend she didn’t feel guilty. There was no reason for guilt, she knew this very well. Between them was nothing but some silly feelings that should never have existed. He was not of her world. And here she sat with someone else, willing herself on. Obviously, had they been meant to be, something would have occurred to let them know.
Author's Note This is long. 13 pages on Word. I've been working on it for ages, and finally managed to finish tonight. It's probably not fully edited, but that kind of happens. I'm just proud enough that I managed to finish it. :D Haha. Go me ^____^ -cough- Anyway. Yeah. It kind of seems corny, but I like it, and I love the idea that love isn't based solely on physical attributes. =] I'm very iffy about the ending, and I might later change it a bit. Ah well.
User Name
ashlienl Genre Romance and angst, mostly.
Rating Uhm. We'll go PG.
Summary They met at a party and then went their seperate ways. But by way of spoken words and games of Truth, they found each other on their minds. It was the blossoming of friendship into something much stronger, but neither of them was ready.
Excerpt Moving on was her only option and she would never fully be moved on, she knew. Even as she sat here with his replacement, his arms wrapped around her, she hummed softly, only to fight out the ideas that came to her mind. To pretend she didn’t feel guilty. There was no reason for guilt, she knew this very well. Between them was nothing but some silly feelings that should never have existed. He was not of her world. And here she sat with someone else, willing herself on. Obviously, had they been meant to be, something would have occurred to let them know.
Author's Note This is long. 13 pages on Word. I've been working on it for ages, and finally managed to finish tonight. It's probably not fully edited, but that kind of happens. I'm just proud enough that I managed to finish it. :D Haha. Go me ^____^ -cough- Anyway. Yeah. It kind of seems corny, but I like it, and I love the idea that love isn't based solely on physical attributes. =] I'm very iffy about the ending, and I might later change it a bit. Ah well.
- Mood: jubilant
- Music:Sorry I Stole Yo Gurl - The Friday Night Boys
Story Title : Silhouette of a Vampire
User Name : Fateythelovelykiller
Genre : Horror/Fantasy
Rating: PG-13 for teenage shenanigans
Summary: Eternal really had her Theatre thing going. It was making her a star in the eyes of her peers. Everything was fine, until one day when she sensed a bad aura at school. She brushed it off until she came face to face with the aura of evil looming around a new student.
Excerpt: She closed her eyes and could feel his hot breath on her cheek. He was waiting for her answer. One that would make her life change drastically.
“Join me for all eternity.” he whispered in her ear.
Authors Notes: So basically this is all I have for the beginning of my vampire/romance/horror thing. I got the idea to write more vampire stuff, cause my audience liked my take on it. There might have some you know, grammar and spelling errors but oh well. Please give me some advice on it. :] So this came up and I did some research on Brittany, France. My boys are french, coming to America and ready to do their thing. School. So enjoy my Venin Boys.
( Honey, I will bring you down )
User Name : Fatey
thelovelykillerGenre : Horror/Fantasy
Rating: PG-13 for teenage shenanigans
Summary: Eternal really had her Theatre thing going. It was making her a star in the eyes of her peers. Everything was fine, until one day when she sensed a bad aura at school. She brushed it off until she came face to face with the aura of evil looming around a new student.
Excerpt: She closed her eyes and could feel his hot breath on her cheek. He was waiting for her answer. One that would make her life change drastically.
“Join me for all eternity.” he whispered in her ear.
Authors Notes: So basically this is all I have for the beginning of my vampire/romance/horror thing. I got the idea to write more vampire stuff, cause my audience liked my take on it. There might have some you know, grammar and spelling errors but oh well. Please give me some advice on it. :] So this came up and I did some research on Brittany, France. My boys are french, coming to America and ready to do their thing. School. So enjoy my Venin Boys.
( Honey, I will bring you down )
Title: The History Between Us
Author: Amarisdancingalpaca
Genre: Drama/Comedy/Romance/Teen-Fiction
Rating: R for all the crude vocabulary.
Summary:Ariel Bisco was a bland, boring brat and under normal circumstances, Zane wouldn't even bother with the likes of her but desperate times called for desperate measures and he'd be dead before he'd let Jenna Cuthbert have her way.
Excerpt: Stupid, annoying, jerk-face! If there was anyone I hated in this world it was Zane Kirkpatrick. Him and his ability to mysteriously show up when you least wanted him to.
Author's Notes: This idea originally started being a contemporary twist of the Disney Classic: The Little Mermaid. However...as I continued twisting the plot I realized it almost has nothing to do with the original story. lol. Oh well. This is Chapter One. Feel free to criticize, constructively, please. Also, lol I am aware I recycled Zane again...I just love that name so please forgive me for that.
( I can't be safe... )
Author: Amaris
dancingalpacaGenre: Drama/Comedy/Romance/Teen-Fiction
Rating: R for all the crude vocabulary.
Summary:Ariel Bisco was a bland, boring brat and under normal circumstances, Zane wouldn't even bother with the likes of her but desperate times called for desperate measures and he'd be dead before he'd let Jenna Cuthbert have her way.
Excerpt: Stupid, annoying, jerk-face! If there was anyone I hated in this world it was Zane Kirkpatrick. Him and his ability to mysteriously show up when you least wanted him to.
Author's Notes: This idea originally started being a contemporary twist of the Disney Classic: The Little Mermaid. However...as I continued twisting the plot I realized it almost has nothing to do with the original story. lol. Oh well. This is Chapter One. Feel free to criticize, constructively, please. Also, lol I am aware I recycled Zane again...I just love that name so please forgive me for that.
( I can't be safe... )
Story Title Seven Years
User Name <ljuser=nightxwires>
Genre I really don't know. Fiction, I would say.
Rating G-PG
Summary James Shaw spends his 60th birthday the same way he spent the last seven years: sitting on a park bench. Or so he thought.
Excerpt: Curiously and slowly, James turned to look at whatever was sharing the bench with him, and saw himself sitting next to a little girl. In blonde pigtails, nonetheless. Her sneakered feet didn't even graze the ground as they swung lazily under the bench. He sat there, staring at her head for a very long time, while she pulled out a wrapped sandwich, unwrapped half and bit into into hit. He watched while she chewed, swallowed, and took another bite. He wondered when she would get up and run away, like the rest of them.
Author's Note Okay, I know it's not the most exciting of plots, but I wrote this for my Creative Writing semester project. It's fairly long, and slow-paced, so congratulations if you actually get through it. I would really appreciate constructive criticism, be as harsh as you need to be.
User Name <ljuser=nightxwires>
Genre I really don't know. Fiction, I would say.
Rating G-PG
Summary James Shaw spends his 60th birthday the same way he spent the last seven years: sitting on a park bench. Or so he thought.
Excerpt: Curiously and slowly, James turned to look at whatever was sharing the bench with him, and saw himself sitting next to a little girl. In blonde pigtails, nonetheless. Her sneakered feet didn't even graze the ground as they swung lazily under the bench. He sat there, staring at her head for a very long time, while she pulled out a wrapped sandwich, unwrapped half and bit into into hit. He watched while she chewed, swallowed, and took another bite. He wondered when she would get up and run away, like the rest of them.
Author's Note Okay, I know it's not the most exciting of plots, but I wrote this for my Creative Writing semester project. It's fairly long, and slow-paced, so congratulations if you actually get through it. I would really appreciate constructive criticism, be as harsh as you need to be.
( Seven Years )
Story Title: Sammy's Fault
User Name: Amarisdancingalpaca
Genre: Comedy/Romance?
Rating: PG-13 for the one cuss word.
Summary: She was annoying, loud, and intrusive but he couldn't resist instinct.
Excerpt: For the past six months of our friendship I had told myself (and her) that she was nothing but an annoying, square shaped, loud-mouthed, blond bimbo and all she was good for was a laugh.
Author's Notes: I wanted to write something. Anything. It was just a sudden urge so I thought I'd try out something in first person because mainly--I suck at it and I can't stand it. I rarely read anything written in first person because I find it vague and just completely annoying. lol. And when I do write something in first person it has to be short and snappy because I wouldn't be able to handle writing more than one chapter in that form. But I wrote this. It is short but I'm actually quite happy with it. I reread it about three times. Corrected minor typos--switched some word choices and sentences. There still might be errors because I well--proof-read myself and I'm not an expert. Hope you enjoy it anyways. AH! Also--Zane is just a random name I chose as well as Samantha. They were fun to imagine though.
( And they argued happily ever after )
User Name: Amaris
dancingalpacaGenre: Comedy/Romance?
Rating: PG-13 for the one cuss word.
Summary: She was annoying, loud, and intrusive but he couldn't resist instinct.
Excerpt: For the past six months of our friendship I had told myself (and her) that she was nothing but an annoying, square shaped, loud-mouthed, blond bimbo and all she was good for was a laugh.
Author's Notes: I wanted to write something. Anything. It was just a sudden urge so I thought I'd try out something in first person because mainly--I suck at it and I can't stand it. I rarely read anything written in first person because I find it vague and just completely annoying. lol. And when I do write something in first person it has to be short and snappy because I wouldn't be able to handle writing more than one chapter in that form. But I wrote this. It is short but I'm actually quite happy with it. I reread it about three times. Corrected minor typos--switched some word choices and sentences. There still might be errors because I well--proof-read myself and I'm not an expert. Hope you enjoy it anyways. AH! Also--Zane is just a random name I chose as well as Samantha. They were fun to imagine though.
( And they argued happily ever after )
Title: Evasion (So lame, I know)
Author: Ashlie
ashlienlGenre: Angst/Romance(?)
Rating: PG. Hinting at mature-esque content.
Summary: She thought it was no strings, no complications. How foolish she was to believe that she could evade such an emotion. How foolish, how naive, that she believed she could manipulate the situation to fulfill her needs.
Excerpt: In the end, they’d both received something they’d wanted. He had the magic of her body against his, his fingers in her hair, her nails against his skin. She had the fullest intimacy a mouth could exchange, the heat of another human to chase away the cold of alone and the power of him at her will.
Author's Note: I'll admit. It's angst overload. But the main point was for me to just explor the whole angst and heartbreak. I'm sure there are STILL type-o's in here, and I was pretty sure I caught a lot. Haha. -.- Ah well. But yeah. The basis of this piece was, during a downer of mine, to transfer it all to a fictional setting. Haha. So I developed a girl who's afraid of committment. This was done... ohhh hum.... way back in October? Anyway. Onward. =) (Also, I'm quite aware of the vagueness. You'll find that a common theme with my one shots. Vague enough that the story could be about nearly anyone.)
- Mood: giddy
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