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Rose The Killer Part 1Come to me....
Come to me my child...
 
"NO!" I yelped, sitting up suddenly in my bed. My blankets were on the floor, my skin was beaded with sweat, and my breathing was as rapid as my heartbeat.
"What is it? Whats the matter?"
My bedroom light suddenly flicked on, revealing my father standing in the doorway, a startled look on his face.
"I-Its nothing... Just a nightmare." I sighed, squinting in the bright light. Dad just nodded and walked over to me, sitting on the edge of my bed.
"You know, your mom and Liu have been getting nighmares too... Im worried about it."
I nodded sleepily. "Yeah..." They were always waking up in the middle of the night screaming.
"What happened in your nightmare?" He asked gently. I shivered.
"It was scary... someone was... No, something was calling me to come to them, over and over again. But it wasn't anyone I knew. The voice was the freakiest part... it sounded so unearthly. I couldn't see anything but I could feel that so
An Illegal Trade GT Ch.2The girl gasped between sobs and gazed into my eyes with pure bewilderment. “But, why?”

She was so freaking adorable… I couldn’t help but stroke her trembling back with my thumb. It felt so strange yet so amazing to feel something so small against my fingertips…

“You did nothing wrong,” I breathed. “I can’t explain why I did this- you wouldn’t understand----“

“I know what this is!” she bawled. “Y-you- you drugged me then you raped me- and when that wasn’t enough you shrank me so I could be some---some---!”

I moved my forefinger to her stutter
An Illegal Trade GT Ch.1An Illegal Trade

“How much?”

Zeke raised his golden eyebrows in surprise. “What?”

I folded my arms across my chest, and let out a patient sigh. “How much? For the girl?”

Zeke let out a large puff of smoke out of his cruel lips, and grinned wickedly. I could see the three of his golden molders, shining back at me- mocking my pained expression.

“You want her that much eh?” he chuckled- it was a terrible sound.

I nodded impatiently and placed my clammy hands onto his wooden desk. “How long has she been unconscious?” I ask suddenly.

Zeke shrugged and looked at the tiny girl’
Karasu - Part 16
Though the satchel wasn’t large, it had carried enough food to last Shichi for several days. He started slowly, eating only a few handfuls throughout the day, allowing his stomach to grow accustomed to digestion. His mind began to clear. He noted the positions of the sun and stars, making his way back towards the river. Only the mountains were cold enough for snow, and the brown earth began to reveal itself as he descended. With the soil came roots, and soon he had foraged a small stock to refill the bag.

The river was a welcome sight. Though the water was chilled, he removed his shoes to wade into its embrace. The current was painfull
The Prophet's Daughter- Chapter 9
Chapter 9- The First Day
“Wake up, sleepy head,” a deep voice whispered, gently nudging Abbie. She lifted her head and yawned. It was still dark outside. She rolled over to look at Andy.
“What are you doing up? It’s too early,” she said, her voice thick with sleep.
“Warped Tour,” he smiled. That was all she needed. She shot up in bed and stretched.
“You got pancakes already?” she asked as she ran her hands through her messy hair and got out of bed.
“You’re good. They’re waiting in the living room when you’re ready. Ashley should be here soon,” Andy explained b
An Illegal Trade GT Ch.3“It’s permanent.  For a year or so,” I mutter. I refuse to look at her. I couldn’t take the shame- it’s too much.

I heard her sniff pitifully, and I could not resist to look down at her… She was completely distraught.  Her beautiful face- now that I had taken the time to examine it- was a mask of terror, her beautiful brown eyes darting this way and that, looking everywhere in the room but at me… Her hair was puled back, in what probably was a beautiful braid, but now it was wild and frilly.   Her skin was dark- dark brown skin, that shimmered in the dim light of my room. Her body was perfect, of c
The Pet; Part 1 The Pet; Part 1

Onan lay in the large cage, arms crossed and resting on his tail. He hated the situation he found himself in, hated the idea of being a mere pet to some lesser creature like a human. He should be the one keeping such a being as a pet, or preying on them.

Up to now, he had made sure that the humans that came here would not want to choose him, made sure that they saw that he would not just accept the role as pet. He realized now that would have to change. He had hoped the shop owners would give up and let him go, but last night he had learned how they dealt with the pets that couldn’t be sold. Last night he had learned t
The Emperor's Find GT 2 (Collab Chapter!)CHAPTER TWO - Collaborative

Osidian bit his lip and gazed down at the tiny being in the cage. She shook violently with sobs, making Osidian feel incredibly uncomfortable. He was never good with children- especially crying children.

He looked at the messenger who was smiling uncontrollably, then he switched his gaze upon the two guards. They were watching the cage with uneasy glances, their hands tightening around their spears.

Osidian looked down at the little woman and sighed heavily. “I don’t want anyone else knowing about this,” he said in a low voice. “Has anyone else seen it?”

The messenger’s smile
Celi6ate     "Kanny-"
     "No, Cronus!  If I've told you once, I've told you a thousand times-"
     "Vhat?! Do you not trust me or something?"
     "Don't be ridiculous, that is hardly the root of the problem here-"
     "Do you not love me?  Is that it?"
     Kankri Vantas was officially stuck between a rock and a hard place.
     The somewhat off-kilter and often stressful red relationship he had decided to risk with Cronus had been going on for nearly half a sweep, and more than once, Cronus had made sexual advances.  He had tried to sweep Kankri off his feet and woo him silly, which worked to an extent.  That extent was cuddling on the sofa with almost cold hands rubbing circles on a mutant-hot grey chest under a certain red sweater while a rom-com was playing, maybe a few cold kisses to the neck and ears.  This elicited high, sweet giggles and squirmin
An Illegal Trade GT Ch.4I told her everything… About how I got started in the business- huh, like I should even call it that. More like a trade. An Illegal trade of human girls to sex-obsessed male (and female) customers who were willing to rip apart a human’s dignity just to experience moments of pleasure.

How sickening. I had never fiddled around with my victims. I caught, sold, got paid, and repeated the cycle.   I took girls who were in my opinion, “ Beautiful Nobodies”- girls who were more in love with their beer and night-clubs then anything else.  I’d take a girl to the bar, buy her a drink and put the shrinking powder in like
little fabiella
"B-baby, you don't think this is all a bit much?"

Owen and Fabiella have been going steady since Valentine's day, their chemistry for each other unwavering as the days turn into weeks; the weeks slowly beginning to turn into months. Being the gallant boyfriend he is, Owen was brazen to take Fabiella out often; insisting to bring his sweetheart to the best, tastiest (and most calorific) eateries to show off his arm candy.

For what seemed like hundreds of belly rubs and kisses later, Owen began to notice something different about Fabiella's bodily frame this particular evening. Fabiella was still the same feminine, soft-spoken beauty she was
Meeting Milotic (Milotic Vore)‘Must keep running, I can’t afford it, I don’t to afford it. Not this time, anyway.’ Was all that jumbled in my mind as I continued to dash down the narrow path of Pinwheel Forest. A group of Plasma grunts were after me, but all I did was free a Pokémon from their new scheme: Hypnotizing Pokémon with some sort of smell. “Stop right there Pokémon thief!” one of the grunts commanded to me. “Never will I listen to your commands!” I responded, wiping some sweat off of my forehead. Wrapping my arm part way around one of the brown tree trunks, I dashed down one of the broader path
A fading shadowAs she stood there, staring up at that old wooden door, Rainbow hesitated. For those who knew her, hesitation was something that was very much against how she usually was. But on this day, she made an exception. This particular tower of the Canterlot royal palace was not as attractive on the inside as the rest of the building, owing largely to it's purpose of holding criminals. The walls were darker, colder than the other rooms, and the whole place was just largely unpleasant. She focused on this because it didn't seem right for her to be here.

But Rainbow knew that she would have to address this. If she didn't, she'd regret it for the rest
The Prophet's Daughter- Chapter 10
Chapter 10- Bryan Stars
“Hi guys!” a tall man in a blue t-shirt with short, curly blond hair greeted them as the trio walked into the room. He looked from Abbie to Andy with a questioning tint to his eyes, but Andy quickly distracted him.
“Hi Bryan,” Andy greeted, sitting on a green couch next to him.
“Hello there Bryan Starzzzz!” Ashley exclaimed, sitting next to Bryan on the other side, sandwiching Bryan and leaving Abbie seatless. She looked from Andy to Ashley, then settled on Andy’s lap. Abbie stared at a man with curly, brown hair that fell to just about his shoulders and wore purple bunny ears
A tyrant's last breathThe pain was great, but she ignored it. All that mattered to her now was that her own son stood above her, ready to end her life without the slightest hesitation. His horn glowed a bright red and his eyes bore a look of great anger. Sombra had won. After all of her hopes, her plans, her belief that things would turn out, all she had done was delayed the inevitable. Imprisoning him a thousand years ago hadn't stopped him, nor had his defeat at the Crystal Empire when he was free. She had failed to stop him completely, and now she was about to pay the price.

"Well mother......any last words?"

In truth, there were many things she wanted to say
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*Original work, written in support of gay rights. This is a rewrite of 'Drive', something I posted on here weeks ago. This story was and will always be inspired by Final Fantasy, Kingdom Hearts, the Chronicles of Narnia and Sailor Moon.

Larron Bennex and the other characters belong to me.

*Larron: Officer of an esteemed police force. Loves his younger brother, Lain, more than anything.

Please read this, and tell me what you think. I hope to have this published someday!

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Chapter One-Unable to Awaken with Eyes Open

Sleep. It hasn't been a friend of mine lately. We actually haven't been friends for a pretty long time. Somewhere along the line, the sandman filed his divorce papers. He hasn't been back to visit me since.

In my line of work, I'm expected to lose sleep. Dreams of sugarplum fairies and gumdrops don't come to me easily. But lately, it's been as if my body never turns off. The gears in my head are constantly churning, and my engine's always running. Even after I've clocked out for the day, I'm on pins and needles, waiting for meteors to fall out of the sky.

Who am I? The name's Larron. Larron Bennex, in case you want the full picture. What am I? I'm a superhero. A soldier that works to protect the world. Others might call me Officer Bennex, member of the HSL: Hybel's Shining Light force. I may not look like much, but hey. Great things come in unexpected packages. So don't any attention to those guys that say my hair's spun from moonlight, and my eyes are as blue as sapphires. I'm not the kitty cat I appear to be.

My job used to be easy: all I had to do was take down the bad guys, memorize a few textbooks on Hybel's history, and put up with the snot-nosed rookies. After all of that, I only had to call it a day. But as of late, things have been out of control. Things are still out of control.

I don't know where to turn any more.

The voices in my head are out of sync. Don't mistake me for some guy wandering the streets, either, believing he sees magical ponies, prancing through the sky. In my neck of the woods, it's not uncommon to have a telepathic link to the world's spirits. They're usually at peace, only alarmed when I'm on the job, hunting down your usual criminals. But lately, they've been stark raving mad. They're no longer guiding me.

My flashlight no longer pierces the strongest darkness.

Even when night drapes itself over my eyes, I'm as peaceful as a cat on a highway. My Spirit Guides don't know when to shut up, let alone 'how'. And I don't blame them. The world's no longer in black and white. The ugliest bastards known to man are wreaking havoc, as if they're the stars of some B-grade horror flick. The streets are filled with the screams you'd expect from their victims, and every regime's controlling the public with their powers of wisdom.

I've never been too much into the Holy Ministries, even though we of the HSL serve them. I'm on the job to protect people-that's all there is to it. But lately, ministers left and right are on their high horses, telling everyone to calm down, because soon the gods will be appeased. The chaos destroying families, homes and dreams is just a part of one, big show. It's all supposed to happen, to put a great, big smile on the faces of the Fathers. Right?

I'm pretty much the only one uneasy about the Spirit Guides, and chaos erasing everything out of existence. There are a few other exceptions, one of them being my superior, but overall, everyone's laidback. Excited. There have been enough 'How Many Maelvores Can You Kill' competitions to put an amusement park to shame. Zach's leading the pack by fifty kills, and he's pretty damn proud about it.

But they keep on coming. And I don't think they're going to stop anytime soon.
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:bulletblue: Original work, done in support of gay rights. A rewrite of Drive, an adventure I posted on here weeks ago. Please read it, and tell me what you think! I hope to have it published. :bulletpurple:

Larron Bennex's world is on the verge of collapse-and his brother, Lain, is at the very center of imminent destruction. Mysteries and intrigue plague the world Larron lives in, leaving him unable to protect his beloved brother-and untangle innocents from corruption.

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Critique by ~abtc89 Jan 2, 2013, 2:11:55 PM
Oh dear, I clicked on the button.

It is an interesting piece, especially since it is written in the first person (which not all can fully grasp but you did a good job in doing so), awfully curious with these Spirit Guides and their relation to Larron.

Curiosity is getting the best of me as to where this story is headed and I do hope to see more written in the 'first person'. Just who exactly runs the HSL? What are it's origins? What exactly are these creatures which bring terror to the world?

I just can not sit still!!!!!
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Critique by *KathraW Jan 1, 2013, 6:51:34 PM
I wasn't sure if you wanted a critique, but I just saw this box and the button and just wanted to press it ^^

Alright, I'll start with edits:

"So don't any attention to those guys" Did you mean to say, "...don't PAY any attention..."?

"I don't know where to turn any more." "anymore", yes?

Alright, now the fun part!

This seems pretty cool, I'm just saying. I wasn't expecting such a beginning piece. Can I just say, that I admire your narrative descriptions? For first person, many fail to grasps such narration for the beginning. Most jump, but yours has this nice introductory flow.

I'm a bit curious as of where you plan to take this story. For it to be a fantasy and "yaoi" piece, if I may, it seems like the plot would be interestingly creative. I love things that don't normally mix. Unique work is the best work in my opinion.

So what are these Maelvores? They seem interesting. Or, maybe it'll be sad to kill these things. I have no clue. You've left so much to go on and it allows a great hook for readers so they want to go ahead and click your next chapter. That's always a plus.

In all, great work. This is a perfect introduction to your story. It has many appealing qualities to it already, and I hope that it'll only get better from here ^-^
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~Eleanor-D Jan 4, 2013  Hobbyist General Artist
Luna B, this rawks! This story seems like it’s going to be an epic mixture of spirituality, fantasy, sci-fi, crime drama, and—hopefully—romance?! Fangtastic!

Here are my thoughts as I was reading – take my words, and only use them if they’re useful to you!

Loved the opening lines, including the sandman image! Insomnia is something a lot of people can identify with – me included. C: The dark of the night is a personal time for brooding and working through one’s problems.

“So don't any attention to those guys that say my hair's spun from moonlight, and my eyes are as blue as sapphires.” – Perhaps you meant don’t ‘pay’ any attention? Cool descriptions. C:

“The chaos destroying families, homes and dreams is just a part of one, big show.” – I’d like to know, what are they doing? Burning down churches, cities, jailing people, etc.? I’m curious to see what havoc these guys (who sound kinda evil!) are wrecking.

“Maelvores” – I would maybe explain what these babies are – maybe insert a brief description after their first mention, like “Maelvores…those fierce, wolf-like beasts that haunt the woods near the railroad tracks” (or of course, however you imagine them, ah ha ha! I just made that up!), as I’m curious to see! Either way, they sound scary. Zach sounds pretty bad ass for messing up 50 of them.

I would just extend this introduction chapter a little – explain more about the council, what Larron’s (cool name btw, where does it come from?) beef with them emerges from, etc. I’d love to get immersed in this world!

Either way, awesome job, darling—write more soon!
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Mood: Love *Ziedrak Jan 2, 2013  Student Artist
I'm not good at writing critiques, I suck at that kind of stuff... But so far, what I read, looks really interesting, I would love to see how everything develops, the story, the characters and the world in which they live.
I'm really interested in this characters, and this chaos that inhabits there.

Wipe all of the evil from this planet.
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