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Article by Firewriter posted 1 month ago
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Stellar Arach was not a direct goddess in descent, nor was she a god's. Helios, the God of the Sun had given his wicked granddaughter Medea two dragons that bestowed wings to pull her chariot hundreds of millenniums ago. As time progressed, so did the dragon-line. Few Olympians, banned by Zeus for their lust of the new dragon descendants, had children. And as the Ancient Greek Gods and Goddesses faded, so did the family lines.
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Stellar and her elder brother, being the last of the dragon line with Olympian blood pumping through their veins, were left as the Guardians over the galaxies and extraterrestrials where their ancestor's constellation rested, both Arach child a gleaming eye.

But before long, even with her powers slowly diminishing with time and her legendary friends fading as their forefathers once did, Stellar is faced with struggling hardship as a human stumbles across her pure form and she learns of humans attempting to harness power from the atmosphere of space to unleash to the mortals of the Earth.
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Article by Firewriter posted 2 months ago
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Genevieve is eighteen. With her older brother giving up his place as the next Chieftain of Skalavik to be their village's general, she is learning how to become the leader her parents and the village elders expect her to be. Although she doesn't want to.
Genevieve's heart of fire longed to be on the battlegrounds with her father, brother, and best friend Brom who continues to try and convince her that staying in the village and becoming Chief would be a better and safer idea.
But that was all until the soldiers came back to the village with a wounded Englishman after a long battle with the Alviora Vikings.
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Review by Firewriter posted 2 months ago
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He came like the rain.
Gloomy and dark
But at the same time,
lulling and astoundingly peaceful

She soaked it all up
Like a dry, barren, desert land
Begging for "more!"

But much like the summer, winter,
Fall and Spring,
The rain was just a season.

A season
To give the yearning desert a taste
Just a small taste
For the storm that was soon on its way.

So patiently she will wait
Until the next season of rain.
And maybe,
Just maybe,
It will be the storm she's been waiting for.
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Article by Firewriter posted 3 months ago
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Just for the record, it wasn't exactly a guy's fault that I am who I am today.
What I am today.

Okay, rephrase. It WAS a guy's fault that I am what I am today. But on a completely different note than you might think.

Now, what you might think I mean by 'what' I've become is a cold hearted tramp that wants payback for heartbreak. Far from it actually. I'm a cold hearted bitch that kills people for a living as of 10 months ago because I was... well, I'll explain later. But it's strange right? I'm surprised no-one could see it coming. Well, that would be if anyone even knew!

I've always been tough and very athletic. Not to mention an insomniac. But I used to be very silent, even for that type. But now, ohhh, now- you try to talk shit and I'll put a bullet in your head. And I'm actually not overexaggerating that either.

I guess everyone has a killer inside somewhere. It just gets brought out when it has to be. As for me, it's who I am. And nothing and no-one is going to be able to change that.
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Article by Firewriter posted 3 months ago
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"No!" I screamed and jolted upright, my long, dark hair flying in front of my face. My chest heaved and body shook as my eyes adjusted to the darkness and I realized that I was back in my room. Mason swiftly sat up next to me and put a warm hand on my back. I quickly pulled my knees up to my chest and buried my face into them, rocking imperceptibly back and forth. My room door opened and Derek came in, looking worried.

"Is everything alright?" He asked. I felt Mason nod beside me and I just shook my head. Derek sighed and gave Mason a quick look before disappearing back into his room across the hall.

"Simka, it's okay. It was just a dream." Mason soothed, rubbing my back reassuringly. I shook my head again and lifted it to look at him, pointing in his direction shakily.

"No, no it wasn't a dream." I murmured. "You were dying. Again and again, but I couldn't do anything!" I cried, hiding my face in my knees again, wetting them with tears.

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Article by Firewriter posted 4 months ago
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Okay, so you heard me scream. Now let me tell you why. Nothing beats a great one night stand, am I right? Well, how about finding out that the very guy you just screwed is not only your dance partner, but also about to become your step-brother?! Hello everybody, I'm Taya Willows, and welcome to my life of insanity!
"No, no no no no!" I repeated, pointing a finger at mom and leaning with one hand against the wooden railing at the end of our staircase.
"I thought you always told me I should get settled." She replied.
"He has two sons!" I cried.
"Yeah, and one of them is your age. Wouldn't it be nice to have a brother?" I groaned in response and smacked my palm to my forehead. "Oh, honey I think I'm more excited for you than I am about the wedding!" I groaned louder and spun on my heel to walk back up the stairs.
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"You have got to be kidding me..." He muttered as me and my little sister Jeniffer stepped out of the car behind mom at the reception.
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Article by Firewriter posted 4 months ago
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"Oh my God!" Delta exclaimed as Derek practically dragged Mason and I's bodies into the cabin in the clearing of trees that was in the green space behind their house. I looked at her with an exhausted expression and sighed as I managed to plop down onto one of the leather chairs near the door. Derek put Mason down on the couch diagonal from me and looked up at Delta. She stared first at the blood that covered Derek's arms and shirt, then at Mason and I before back at Derek. I was in too much of a daze to say anything, and the piercing pain from my killing marks was still intolerable.

"Let's go take care of the bodies. They'll be alright." Derek said hoarsely, taking Delta's hand and leading her to the heavy wooden door. Her eyes lingered on Mason. He looked so dead I bet she was probably wondering how in the world he could 'be okay.' In any sense, wherever he is, it has to be better than here. As the door closed, I slowly lifted my crazily trembling right hand and turned it around so that I could see the gold glow of the pentagram star that was engraved in my palm underneath all of the dried black and red blood that coated my hands, arms, torso, and face. I probably...
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Article by Firewriter posted 4 months ago
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As I blinked open my eyes, my fist went flying as I was met with a pair of red gleaming eyes. They dodged me and I sat up abruptly, looking around when I saw Derek sitting there on the edge of the bed I was laying in. He gave a sigh of relief and quickly stood up.

"Thank the Worlds you're awake! Mason said you wouldn't be out that long, but man, it felt like forever!"

"What time is it?" I quickly asked, feeling a sudden burst of energy rise up in me.

"Almost ten fifteen. I'd hurry up and get out of there. Mason is doing the best he can to keep Josh occupied."

"Why aren't you guys helping him?!" I about shrieked.

"We can't, Sarah." Derek shook his head and crossed his arms. "It's protocol basically. We can only help so much, but we aren't able to put up a fight with our own kind. I'll explain more later, but you need to get out there! This is your battle, remember?" I rushed out the cabin so quickly, I barely realized that was moving. Josh and Mason were hands on fighting one on one; no powers included. Mason saw me and drew his gaze in my direction before flying back with a powerful punch to the gut.
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Article by kingcesar67 posted 4 months ago
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On the bus, I had to sit next to Natalie. Natalie was a little too friendly... especially towards me. When nobody was looking she mind controlled me and made me kiss her. "Focus Natalie!" Chantal always said when Natalie started to flirt. Natalie scowled at Chantal then said, "You're no fun Chantal." Chantal responded by saying, "Damn right I am! Please stop flirting with him." Natalie smiled then said, "Why? Do you like him?" Chantal glared at Natalie then said, "Not in the way that you do." Natalie smiled for the second time and said, "Then why can't I have him?" Chantal responded. "Because we've got bigger problems to worry about. Finding boyfriends should be the least of our concerns. If he's available at the end of the war, then you can have him. Unless he doesn't want you." Natalie looked at me then asked, "Do you like me?" I stood there silent. Chantal smiled then said, "Cesar is 16. I doubt he has an idea of who is spouse will be." Natalie looked at me again then said, "Do you?" I responded by saying, "Not yet." We got off the bus and later through in the day, I sensed a strange aura emitting from a guy with rolling book bag. He had black, straight hair and he was reading a...
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Article by Firewriter posted 4 months ago
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"You're not like yourself." Mason huffed, swinging under my leg and dodging a blast of cool, icy wind. I attempted a shrug and he held up his hand in a symbol to take a break. This was me. A fighter, a supernatural, and a bad ass. Well, the new me. Since that time they said I passed out, it felt like I came back to life in a new mind. A stronger mind. That and I found some giant textbooks under Mason's bed that I've flipped through occasionally.

"You're acting different too. " I told him, poking his shoulder and moving behind him.

"How so?" He asked.

"You're less shy. " I observed, taking a step back and bouncing onto his back, bringing both of us tumbling to the floor. Mason sat up almost abruptly and looked down at me with a serious expression as I just lay there, feeling exhausted. "And you're much more serious. " I told him.

"Am I really?" He asked, the tone in his voice expressing no hint of sarcasm or emotion.

"Yeah. It's not fun." I crossed my arms over my chest. Why was he so dang serious all of a sudden? It's just not like the Mason that I've met. Mason raised an eyebrow at me and I sat up, observing his face...
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Article by Firewriter posted 5 months ago
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I woke up shakily, knowing that Mason probably told Delta when he left my room last night, and that means that Derek probably knows now too. I sat up slowly, my vision blurry. Why was it so hot in my room? As my eyes adjusted from their sleepy state, I could probably rephrase my thoughts. Why was it so cold in here?! I looked around in a daze. My entire room was covered inches thick in layers of ice and snowy powder. The curtains looked like frozen pillars and the window was tightly sealed. Slowly, I began to feel claustrophobic as I turned to my door. It was covered by so many layers of ice that it looked distorted. The first thing I could think of doing was getting a hold of Mason.

Maze? I asked. After a couple minutes of no reply, I tried again. Mason? Still no reply. It was like a prison. I grabbed my phone quickly and looked at the screen. It was foggy as I brushed the snow off of it and when it finally began to clear, it powered off. What in the world is going on?! I tried Mason again and he still didn't reply. So doing the only thing left that I could think of, I ran to my door and started banging on the layers of ice in hopes that it would do something.
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Article by Firewriter posted 5 months ago
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I woke up from my nap to find Mason laying next to me with his head propped up on his elbow as he played with a blue strand of my hair. I gazed back into his mesmerizing gaze. He gave me a weak smile and I returned it.

"Hey there sleeping beauty." He whispered.

"Hey. " I replied quietly, still feeling rather tired. Leaning down, Mason gave me a soft kiss when the door opened and our older siblings walked in, groaning and turning around as Derek walked back into the hallway.

"Is there ever a time I can talk to you guys without it being in an awkward situation?" Delta asked, sounding rather frustrated.

"Well for one, this is a bedroom, and two, knocking does exist in this world too. " Mason argued. I sat up and looked around before back at Delta.

"Getting cocky there little brother, I'd be careful." She said turning around and looking at us. There was a loud thud on the window above the bed we were sitting on and I jumped, looking up in its direction.
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Article by Firewriter posted 5 months ago
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With nothing to do and feeling a sudden sense of organization, I decided to clean my room. It was weird with having Mason watching me every now and again from his window, then hearing Derek and Delta laughing and doing who knows what in his room across the hall. Taking the last ounce of patience I had left, I got up and shut my door, then picked up a giant bundle of dirty clothes and tossed them into my laundry basket before going to the mess of shoes at the bottom of my closet when mom came in. She was barefoot and wearing sweats. Her hair was a mess from a hard days work and she had bags under her eyes. Never have I ever seen her this bad. She pulled her cardigan tighter around her as she wrapped her arms around her sides.

"It's cold in here." She commented. I looked up at her from where I sat on the floor, surrounded by shoes. "I haven't seen you this dedicated to cleaning your room before." She said. I shrugged.

"Probably because you're never home. " I said nonchalantly. Mom sighed.
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Article by Firewriter posted 5 months ago
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Someone was gently shaking me awake and I pried open one eyes, looking at a blurry Derek. I gave a weak smile, hoping that today I would be able to forget the haunting scene of yesterday.

"C'mon Simka. Training day." He said. Hearing Derek above all people say my Seeker's name made me jump upright. I pointed a shaky finger at him and scooted back in my bed until I pressed against the headboard.

"How... how did you..."

"Mason told me everything." He said before I managed to the find the words to finish my question. "He's waiting downstairs." He finished. I hopped up and threw on a pair of leggings and a blue long sleeve. It's been getting cold for a summer with the rain that hit. I grabbed my sneakers and ran down the steps. Mason was waiting there at the foot of the stairs for me and I leaned against the wall for support as I pulled on my boots, noticing then that Delta was sitting there on the couch, silently watching me. I could tell Derek was a little tripped out by her appearance due to the sheepish look he had as he tried not to make eye contact with her.
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Article by Firewriter posted 5 months ago
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I practically sprung out of bed with a loud siren. I looked around my room, wide-eyed until I spotted Derek standing near my dresser with his phone. He tapped the screen a few times and the annoying noise stopped. I groaned and plopped back down, throwing a pillow over my face.

"Sarah, get up." He said. I groaned again in response.

"Oof!" I grunted as a heavy weight fell on top of me and poked at my side a few times, causing me to jerk around. Pulling the pillow off of my head, I gazed up at Mason looming over me with a wide grin on his face. I couldn't help but chuckle at how childish he looks right now. I attempted to roll onto my side and looked at my alarm clock. It was only eight thirty! I groaned once again. "I don't wanna get up. " I grumbled, covering my eyes with my arm. Mason's weight left my body and I hit the ground.

"C'mon lazy. " Mason said, peering at me from the side of my bed where he crouched.

"Fine. " I mumbled, sitting up and looking at both of them. "Okay, can you jerks get out of here so that a girl can change?" I asked. They both smirked and Derek was the first to walk out. Mason leaned down and gave me a...
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Article by Firewriter posted 5 months ago
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"Where were you?" Derek asked, sounding somewhat angry. I felt an anger of my own starting up as I clenched my jaw.

"Why does it concern you?" I asked.

"Because I'm your older brother and need to know where you are in case something happens."

"In case something happens? What, do you think I'm going to get attacked again?"

"You weren't attacked Sarah, you were almost raped!" He said, standing to his feet.

"And you don't think I can defend myself?"

"Not to an extent." He said with a cock of his head, putting his hands on his hips.

"I'm not a child anymore Derek! I'm freaking seventeen! When are you going to start treating me like it?!"

"When you start acting like it!" He yelled back. Ohhh, no. He did not just go there... "I found the flask by the way." He muttered. My hands began to burn fiercely and I was having a hard time keeping my anger in. "Is this what dad wants you to do with your life, Sarah?" He asked, gesturing me up and down.
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Article by Firewriter posted 5 months ago
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I opened my eyes to find myself standing on an earthy platform with a ring of fire around me. Inches above my head was a long pointed piece of ice. And it wasn't melting. Looking around, it appeared that I was in some sort of cave with clouds floating around on the roof of it. As it appeared, I was at the entrance. The sky was split in half, one side day and the other night. What was going on? My first thought was that this had to be a dream and I pinched my arm. Nothing changed. My hair whisked around in a breeze that wasn't there. I stared up at the sky and where it split when a suddenly sharp pain pierced my lower back. It felt like I had just been stabbed with a jagged knife. But it was so sudden that I couldn't scream. I just gaped my mouth in shock. Now, this might sound cliche, but from the split in the sky, a blinding bolt of lightning came and struck the back of my neck. The pain and feeling of electricity coursing through my body was so extreme, I screamed on the top of my lungs, my throat feeling dry.
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Article by Firewriter posted 5 months ago
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I woke up to a very quiet house. Was mom not home yet with Kaitlyn and Elizabeth? My whole room was dark and the curtains were closed. I looked at the little digital alarm clock on the side of my bed. It was only one am?! Something stirred in the chair next to my window. It was mom. Then I noticed Kaitlyn and Elizabeth were curled up at my feet and the light in Derek's room across the hall was on.

"Mom?" I asked in a croaky whisper. She quickly got up and silently came over to me. "What's going on?" I asked.

"Oh honey, it's okay. Everything is going to be okay." She said, pulling me closer and stroking my hair. I could tell she had been crying.

"How long was I asleep?"

"Only three days sweetheart. But it's okay. Everything is going to be okay." I grabbed her wrists and made her look at me.

"Mom, what are you talking about? What's going on?" She sighed and looked down at her lap for a moment before back at me.

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Article by Firewriter posted 5 months ago
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I woke up tangled in my bedsheets with the worst headache of my life. The smell of alcohol and puke engulfed me and I ran for the shower before I gagged. Turning on the water, I waited for it to turn warm and stripped of my dirty clothes. Looking in the mirror, I noticed a small wound on my right temple with a bruise forming around it. Well, that'll be hard to hide. What happened to me last night anyways? As the mirror began to fog, I drew back the shower curtain and hopped in, letting the hot water run over my body. Why was I so sore all over the place?

After changing into clean jeans and a T-shirt, I pulled my converse on and blow dried my hair, brushing it over to hide the injured side of my face. Running down the stairs with my longboard, I grabbed an apple and took a bite before I turned towards the door.

"Where are you going?" A voice asked, stopping me as my hand touched the handle of the front door. Derek stood in the narrow space between the kitchen counter and the living room in his plaid PJ-pants, black Capri-sleeve and favorite white mug in his hand. Even though it was exactly the same as all the rest in the cupboard, besides a chip on the...
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Article by Firewriter posted 5 months ago
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My phone buzzed with a text on the nightstand next to my huge queen-sized bed. It wasn't even five forty-five yet!Who would text me this early? Feeling around lazily, I grasped my phone and squinted from the sudden light of the bright screen. After my eyes adjusted, I read the message.

'What are you doing today?' It said. I sighed heavily and plopped back onto my fluffy pillows.

'Absolutely nothing.' I replied. My fingers flew across the keypad. Only the sound of crickets from the front yard filled my ears as I waited. The phone vibrated in my hand a moment later and I nearly flinched from the brightness.

'Do you want to come to the mall with me?' The text asked. I knew exactly what that really meant and I about growled. I've done so much shoplifting this week I could pass. But then again, I'd rather not be stuck home all day.

'Yeah. Sure.' I reluctantly answered. After no response, I placed it back on the nightstand and managed to get comfortable under all of my thick sheets when it buzzed again. I cursed under my breath as I turned around and grabbed it angrily until I saw the text. And who it was from...
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Article by kingcesar67 posted 5 months ago
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I looked at Chantal in a slight mixed feeling of confusion and fear. My confusion was towards everything that just happened about five minutes ago and the fear was also towards the fact that there is now emerald-green fire currently emerging throughout my entire body. I then asked Chantal for clarification. "What's going on here?" Chantal stood up, reached into a satchel, which I didn't notice she had with her until now, took out a spray bottle and sprayed the both of us with it. "Whoa! What are you doing?" Chantal smiled at me and then responded to my question. "I sprayed both of us with a healing potion. All of our wounds should heal in the next five seconds." Then all of a sudden, my scrapes and bruises healed. "That's so cool!" I said excitedly. Chantal smiled at me and said, "Let's go inside. Mom is probably finished with cooking dinner. But tomorrow, we have to go to school. We'll have plenty of time to talk during school and possibly some time to train you at home." I said, "Okay."
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Article by Firewriter posted 5 months ago
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"Hey, Hollowshade Girl." He whispered. I felt so clumsy running into him... So not like me. I guess I was just not expecting to see him. In here. At all. His hands were wrapped around my waist to stop me from falling back and I stared into his fair hazel eyes through the dark. He was so close, but all I could do was asked one question. A question I ask every time I see him. (which is almost never.)

"What are you doing here?" He shrugged his broad shoulders.

"Could ask you the same thing."

"Well, it is my school." I countered, crossing my arms. He didn't let go of my waist and I was started to get the feeling he probably wasn't going to. He shrugged again.

"So."

"So what are you doing here?" I asked again.

"Why are you up this late?" He asked, dodging my question again. I just stared at him.

"Couldn't sleep. " I stated. "What about you? Same excuse? Oh wait, I'm not supposed to know."

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Article by Firewriter posted 5 months ago
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People down every turn
Pain inside their hearts
A girl with scars on her wrists
A boy with a knife in his chest
She hides in the dark
Wondering when the pain with end
He stands up to fight in defense
Only to get knocked back down again
She fights with her parents
They don't wanna support the child
She's left to fend for herself in the cold
Alone with the child
Do we see what we are doing when we say the things we say?
Do we see who we are hurting with the actions that we're taking?
What we need
Are broken families reconciled
We need hearts to mend, scars to heal and battles to end
We. Need. Love
To stand up for the broken
We. Need. Hope
To give a hand to the hopeless
We need the world to care.
What are we doing with the words we are saying?
Who are we changing
And what effects are they having?
Lets be the change.
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Article by Firewriter posted 5 months ago
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The past is the past, and no matter who you are, or where you are- it will ALWAYS find a way to haunt you. Whether you like it or not.
Kacie Taylor is what her best friends call a psych. If something bad is going to happen, or someone strange is around, Kacie knows. And her nightly visions get harder and harder to control- more or less understand as they gain a new roommate. Beth Hollow. As Kacie and her two best friends, May and Kayla, are on their own mission to solve the reasons behind the kidnapping attempts on Kacie, they're trying to learn more about the mysterious Beth. And how she just happens to know the strange and mysterious Colton who tends to show up whenever Kacie is in danger.
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"Stop giving us that face Kacie. " May said, poking my cheek. I blinked a couple times and looked at her.
"What face?"
"The face that says you're going psychic again. And whenever that happens, something bad tends to follow."
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"Did you see anything?" May asked curiously. Taking a deep breath, I looked between my two friends, then at Beth that just came out of the bathroom and shook my head.
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Article by kingcesar67 posted 5 months ago
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I was terrified that Delilah had found me. "Oh no. Not her." I thought to myself. I turned around quickly to see that Delilah was right in front of me. "At last. We meet for second time my child." Delilah grabbed my arm and said, "Come with me! We have much to work on." Then, out of nowhere, a dagger was thrown at Delilah's shoulder. "Ugh!" Delilah's arm was now dripping with her blood. "Curse you terrorist!" She screamed. Chantal was standing there with her sword drawn. She then said, "Leave him alone witch!" Delilah smiled, then started to taunt her. "Do you honestly think that you can protect him? He'll be mine soon Chantal. You might want to back off now, while still can." Chantal, now getting agitated, said, "The Earth-God is not something that want to trifle with. His power cannot be contained by anything." Delilah smiled, then said, "True. But, however, his power can and will be wielded." "You may be able to wield him, but you'll never control him, unless he lets you." Chantal started. Before Chantal continued, she looked at me, back at Delilah, then said, "You'll never get him as long as I live!" Delilah grabbed Chantal by the throat while enraged. "Then you'll die...
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