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DamageA Poem by Jaffa ForbesYou got Damage, spilling out from every cut,pulsating every darker hueand colour from every bruise.And under streetlights in some forgotten town,on th.. |
Taika-Cliff SceneA Story by Tori AdamsA small scene from a book I am writing called Taika. |
I Can’t Hold on No More . . . [PART 2]A Story by Melody ♫I remember that night; the night before I caught myself into the mess I got caught into today. I was lying on my bed, staring at the top of .. |
I Can’t Hold on No More . . . [PART 1]A Story by Melody ♫When you're in great grief, there's no solution to it rather than crying sorrowfully and the desperation for death. |
JVL: Chapter ThreeA Chapter by rAwaking, the way the sun shone into her small den signaled that it was well past sun-high and into the evening. With a full belly.. |
Jag Versus LeoA Book by rIt's funny. There's angst, violence, fluff, and whatthefuck scenes. Read it if you wish to be blown, whether by the suckiness or its slutness or its.... |
JVL: Chapter FourA Chapter by rRain spoiled her plans. Soaked through to the bone, she growled as the raindrops splattered a whisker-breadth away from .. |
JVL: Chapter TenA Chapter by rSUCKISH FIGHTING SCENES. :DDD |
JVL: Chapter OneA Chapter by rRacing through the night, crisp and cool wind blew against her face, and threaded through her fur. Black and ruffled by the gusts.. |
JVL: Lightning StrikesA Chapter by rNo spoilers hardly at all because *cough* this doesn't happen because *cough* I fail *cough*. |
JVL: Chapter FiveA Chapter by r“Oh, for Spirit's Sake, would you just get her to wake up?” The unfamiliar voice wrapped around her, strangling he.. |
JVL: Chapter SixA Chapter by rPaws were entangled with hers, and the fur beneath her cheek was comfortable and warm with all its softness. The slight rising an.. |
JVL: Chapter SevenA Chapter by r“Line up to my left if you want to go; my right if you want to stay,” Father commanded, the jags below him still gru.. |
JVL: Chapter Twenty-TwoA Chapter by rDrip... Drip... Drip... Drip...Drip.A droplet sailed down, rolling off where it had been clutched to a leaf at the forest's top and twirled happily in.. |
Look Down From A HilltopA Poem by Mehul RwatI used to view the scene from this cliff almost everyday but the thought of writing a poem on it came to me when one day after rain I saw this magnifi.. |