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posted by Harrypotter148
This Is A Story Story Based On A Couple I Am Writing In Another Story, I wanna see if I can Get The Chemistry Right. Kal Is A Healer, He Has The Power To Heal People And Is Connected With Heaven. Like An Angel But Less Powerful. Aria Is Half Healer, But More Powerful, She Could Even Be Deadly.


Part 1


Aria sat outside her house rocking back and forth on her porch swing, the only sound was the squeaking of the rusting chains. The sky was darkening into a peaceful cloudless night, and it seemed like the things around her, did not want to ruin it. She never moved her gaze from the small little pond she and her brothers had made a few years back. A few small fish swam, completely oblivious to the human world around them, if only Aria could be so lucky. They were peaceful, small animals that could barely keep a thought in their mind for more than a second.
    If only she could do something like that, forget her problems, but that was never an option.
    But tonight, she was not to be bothered by those things, she was going to smile, and nodded, say ‘I’m fine’ and fool them into believe it. Because they would believe it weather she was convincing or not, because they were done caring.
    “Aria?” Toby came outside quietly and sat down next to her, the same weak smile he always had. And he was going to be doing the same fake smile crap as Aria. With a sigh she looked up him, finally removing her eyes from the pond. “We best get ready” He was not pleased about the engagement they were about to go to. Something they never did, fancy dresses, and clean fit tuxes, nothing to their liking.
    Without a word, Aria nodded and stood up walking into the house and up to her bedroom. The dress she was wearing was draped over her mirror; she had been dreading the moment she had to put the thing on. It was a beautiful black dress, something you would find in a wedding catalog. It was strapless with a tight middle, there was no design but it slid into a bottom that had about three levels of black waves that flowed to the floor.
    She had not picked it out, it belonged to her mother, something that was about twenty years old, and it still looked ‘in style’ today. This was one of the only things of her mother’s she had ever touched. As a child her father had forbid her to even mention her mother. He somehow blamed Aria for her mother’s death, although she was a small child when her mother fell ill and died.
    Shaking her head, Aria grabbed the dress and dragged it to the bathroom that was connected to her room. She stared at her hair that fell lifelessly to she shoulders, she was not the best with her hair, but for what she did, she did not need to worry about her makeup or hair. It would just get messed up during the job. Deciding she would put it up, she got to work, picking at it, and making sure she did it right. Then she slipped the dress on and struggled to walk down the stairs.
    She refused to wear heals, that was something she was never good at.
    “I could barely recognize you” Toby teased as he met her at the end of the stair case, “I was about to grab my salt,” Aria laughed along with him, as they walked into the leaving room so Aria could grab her purse.
    “Don’t let me forget this” She said to Toby as she threw the strap over her shoulder. Knowing very well she was always forgetting it, she had certain things in it that most people would find - appalling. As they were about to head to the car, a low pop came from behind them. They bother turned to meet Kal, his face covered in shock as he looked the two over.
    “Am I interrupting something?” He asked staring at them like they were aliens. His eyes met Aria’s for a moment, but she looked away knowing she would blush, which was not something she did very often.
    “No” Aria smiled at the sight of him, but she did not let the smile stay long, “We are just off to a party, as you can see, it’s not our usual style.” She grumbled.
    “Why don’t you join us? It would be nice, you would definitely make it less boring” Toby laughed, and his words were true, Kal always brought certain energy to anything. Plus, Toby needed a drinking buddy, Aria now he would not last the night without a few drinks.
    “I have never been to anything like this, it seems like it is very different from what I have seen. I fear I may mess things up for the two of you. Are you sure?” Toby rubbed his chin for affect and looked Kal over, what he was wearing was almost perfect.
    “I think you are good, but be careful how you take things, stay by us, and if you are unsure of what to do, then just ask one of us.”
    “With pleasure,” He smiled at Toby then Aria, both smiled back, and Aria’s night got a little bit better.
A car crash, could my parents be that careless that I can’t even get a ride home from the hospital without getting in another life threatening situation? Could they care so little about my safety and well being that they’d almost kill me again? “I CAN’T DO THIS ANYMORE!” I hear I boys’ voice shout stridently. It was Matt, “I can’t just be your guardian angel! I have to be with you forever now! Why can’t you stay out of trouble Elizzy?” No one’s ever called me that before, not my parents, babysitters, friends, or even crazy old people…I like it! “Is that why you abandoned...
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posted by ButteBaby_K
An image found that somewhat looks like the image of Phim I had in my head. ")
An image found that somewhat looks like the image of Phim I had in my head. ")
Chapter 1: Lost in my own world of thought, a common occurrence, the rain left me like always. I remained standing moving with breeze, as the rain receded leaving me pondering my thoughts. I smiled to myself. Ilias, my name was derived from his. I was born in a great time of sorrow, called Ravasn; for that was the name of death, which there was much of nearly 15 years ago on the day of my beginning. A massive drought had plagued Phim for 7 years for the rain spirit was greatly wounded by the indecency of my people. They had lost his trust and his respect, and I was the solution. My mother had...
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So I had a really deep idea for a story, but I couldn't really start it. So instead I kind of started writing it from a plot point halfway through. I would love some feedback!!!


He looked at the dresser, fingering all the small things on top. The bottle of Marc Jacobs perfume, the skull and crossbone earrings, and the hairbrush that had “Maddy Starr” etched into the slender wooden handle. Everything about it was so perfect; he began to wonder what this girl was doing here, with him. He’d told himself he’d never find the perfect woman, and there she was; ready to fall right into his arms....
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posted by I_DONT-KNOW
HIII, WELL WHAT HAS BEEN HAPPENING? ROBYN, RICK, JADEN EVEAN JOCE LILY Rose Zander AND LUKE, HAVE ALL WENT INTO THE WOODLAND TO FIND GEMMA AND BRINGHER HOME, BUT WILL THEY ALL MAKE IT BACK OUT?



I woke up groggily, and was startled when i felt someones arms around my waist, i gently rubbed my hands tentively up then. Jaden. He has to move before anyone wakes up, i turned onto my other side so that i was facing him, "Jaden," i Whispered shaking him slightly, he snorted and opened his eyes, he seemed surprised to see me like i had, "You have to go back to where you where, if they see you the...
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HII WE R STARTING FROM WHEN ROBYN IS RUUNING, NOW WE DONT KNOW WHERE BUT WE KNOW Y. GEMMA HAS BEEN TAKEN AND ITS ALL BECAUSE OF ROBYN...



I didnt stop ruuning, not even when i reached his door, i paused to see where he was, then i ran into his arms.
"Rbyn! What is it? was that you screaming?" he asked woried, he took my face into his hands and stared into my eyes. I saw Zander and Jaden from the corner of my eye they looked worried.
"Im finr, Rick, its Gemma, she took her Amber took her, im here to say goodbye," i silently put a tender kiss on his cheek, turned around and headed for the door,...
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posted by HarryPLover
"Aymen."
I finished my prayer and hopped into bed. I was just completely exhausted. So I wouldn't think about how much I missed Matt I kept myself busy. Though it was keeping me busy it mad me very tired. Matt had only been gone 3 days though. Meaning, four more to dread. All I could do was sleep.
The next morning wasn't as quite, or as awful. I had gotten up way to early and figured I could watch some television. It was 4 in the morning; and just as I was falling asleep to Spongebob's voice a noise came from my computer went off. I skipped to the computer hoping it was Matthew. But, to my surprise...it...
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posted by ButteBaby_K
I just really like this picture, no special connection to the story. haha
I just really like this picture, no special connection to the story. haha
Epilogue: It was a day like any other, the sun was shining making the mountains turn magenta like watermelon and the breeze played with my hair flipping raven black strands into my eyes and obscuring my vision. I smiled, comforted by the averageness of the morning. I had never really known “average” I thought. My father was a Lord of Phim and my mother was his Lady. Every morning I woke up earlier than the peasants and snuck out to the field to watch the sun rise like “normal” people do. My cream-colored skin enjoyed the warm sunlight just as much as I did. Being a little lady meant...
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posted by Percysclique
Chapter 4- Near Death at Dawn
Princess Amorite woke to the sound of bells ringing throughout the castle. The warning bells. The guards knew Kaolin was missing.
    Amorite’s heart began to beat faster. It was beating to the rhythm of Kaolin running quickly out of the dungeon hours ago. She feared her heart would leap right out of her chest. If the soldiers found Kaolin, he would be killed. Amorite couldn’t let that happen.
Outside the sun was starting to rise. Kaolin was probably almost out of the city.
    Amorite had been Kaolin’s best friend since...
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posted by irena83
Throughout misty forest
you seek for spark of hope.
Your life held by
darkness thoughts,
anchor is
some place else.


Bad luck follows you
like a hook,
won't let you go,
won't leave you alone.


You smile today,
and cry whole eternity,
like that's your fate,
disturbing thoughts
to lie inside of you,
to take away everything
that you hope for.


Devil is calling your name,
leaves you not,
you don't see the angel on
your shoulder,
trying to give you a strength.


You long for life
that you don't know of,
you seek for peace,
trying to get away
from misty forest
that stains your heart
into black.
Hayly's gucci boots
Hayly's gucci boots
this is my first marvel fanfiction.i have a great idea and i hope u like it - charly x

Hayly's P.O.V

I guess your wondering what this story is about well its my story.My name is Hayly McCarthy and i was just a normal kid living in London,England that was until the last week of my 10th year of school when i found out i was different than my friends,family and other students.

"Hayly wake up your going to be late for school." my mom called up the stairs.I moaned and forced myself out of bed,i took and shower and got ready for school.Today i decided to wear my rolling stones top with my cut off skinny...
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posted by AvaMarch
Away, I ran. Not caring about how cold it was or how bad my chest ached. All I knew was to run. To run fast and long. To get as far away as possilbe. My face and arms were getting sliced with passing branches but I didn't care. My legs carrying me further into the dark forest. My mind tried to process what had just happened, but I was still in shock. Both of my parents had just been murdered. And my father's last words were "Run, Lester, run." As any child, (I hope) I obeyed my father's last wishes, I ran. I didn't know if the murderers were after me or not. It didn't matter.
It was the middle...
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posted by grissomsgirl
This isn't a timeline story Gilbert is three and this is my first try at fanfiction, so please be gentle!

All CSI characters owned by CBS except for Grissom Junior, he's mine, I hope!


Hello my name is Gilbert Arthur Grissom Junior and this is my story, I was born three years ago in San Francisco to my mother Sara who was all alone at the time of my arrival, as I grew up Mommy kept making references to my father whom she wanted to either strangle for the lack of help or kiss him senseless, neither of which I understand about as I'm only three. Anyway after turning three that August I started...
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posted by HarryPLover
I saw the look on his face. His immediate disbelief. (My immediate disbelief.) This could not be happening. I mean I didn't actually love him like that could I? I have known this dude since the 3rd grade, it would make sense but not for Matthew And I. We are always the exception to that whole best friends fall in love thing. I mean I love Matthew as a friend but not like that! I couldn't think straight. My head was spinning. And just when I thought it couldn't get any worse...,
"I love you too."
Crap! Are you serious? i'm already freaking out because I said it and now you say it! He doesn't...
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posted by HarryPLover
I can began to see the side view mirrors fog up as I sit alone the car. Matt was still in the front yard, pacing back and forth, and back and forth. A part of me just wanted him to get in the car already but the other part of me just wanted to stay alone. As I began to get lost in my thought I saw the car door open. Matt got in and didn’t bother to turn on the car. he didn’t look at me and I didn’t look at him. He finally turned on the car…slowly..but he turned it on. He sighed low enough for me not start the conversation. As he pulled out and started off on the road I just looked out...
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posted by HarryPLover
We pulled up to little Amber Scott’s house. A thousand words were going through my head as I saw her house. No parents. Beer. Football players. Matthew. This is not a good mix. I looked back at Matt who looked just as worried as i did.
“We stay or go? Your call Jaz.” I thought about this for a good long moment.
“We’ll stay but we just have to be careful. I don’t want a repeat of the last party we went to.” He nodded his head in agreement and made a u-turn to park. We got out of the car with some caution and then headed for the door. The tress were covered with toilet paper. Every...
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posted by HarryPLover
The roar of the cafeteria was getting out of hand. Some teens screaming in horror. Others encouraging the fight. Some just speechless. i tried my hardest to push through the crowd to see what was going on. I heard the chanting of kids saying “FightFight!” Along with my best friend’s name somewhere in there in that chant. Matthew never learned. Matthew is my best friend and he can never seem to stop and think before doing something. He speaks his mind too quickly and always thinks that people should either put up or shut up. I’m not surprised that he would think that, I mean boys will...
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posted by iluvPrinceMJ213
I broke up with Aiden and am now dating Connor. I walked to the gym door and pull it open and there Damon and Seriphina are kissing. I shut the door before they see me. I go to my Private Creative Writing classes where Mr. Klamer tells me that I am going to be successful and I should start sending off College Applications. I choose 5 Colleges Colorado University, Adams State College, Dathmonth, and Cornwall, Hawaii College. Damon chose Colleges in Colorado and Canada. Connor picked all the ones I did even though he’d rather not go to college I push him to do so. Pranet wants to go back to...
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posted by iluvPrinceMJ213
I look around the almost empty room that is only filled with my queen sized bed and desk with my laptop on it. I sit on the edge of my bed and swing my feet. I look down at the Converse’s on my feet. When I look up Gabriel’s standing in the door way. “Big house huh” he asks? “Yea.” “I figure well find a way to make it homey.” Gabriel and his optimisticness. He sits next to me on the edge of my bed and I lay my head on his shoulder and touch his flaxen blonde hair and rub his tan skin that matches my own. “Keaira it’s going to be ok mom at least talked Damon into coming with...
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posted by CullenProperty
Lola. I haven't said much about Lola. And now that she's gone, it's like . . . well, it's like I don't have to say anything about her. Like all the memories, great times, funny sayings that were made up along with her have now vanished. I didn't even go to her funeral. What kind of friend am I? How dissapointed her parents probably are of me. I don't know what I'm supposed to do, I'm too embarrassed to go over to their house and talk about their dead daughter. I don't know what I'd do if they came over here; What would I say? "I'm sorry about your daughter, my best friend. She was like a sister...
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posted by CullenProperty
Going to school the next day was like shoving needles up my toenails. Everybody, and I mean everybody, was asking me about Lola, not even a bit sympathetic or caring towards how I felt about my best friend. All I knew was that I was one hundred percent ready to punch somebody's throat out from under their chin. After about, oh, the twelfth person asking me, "I hear your best friend died," I was so about to take a spin in my parents SUV into the Boston Harbor. I stopped talking before first period began.
Lunch was even worse; I shoved myself into a corner in the library, not even bothering to...
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