《What the Green Bird Sees》Reverie
Advertisement
Reverie (noun): being lost in your own thoughts
“So, do you think the red fits well with the light blue?” The boy sounded distracted, his hand poised over a set of watercolors.
“...Yeah?” He felt more confused by this simple question than any math problem he’d ever solved.
The painting boy was a star quarterback on the football team, admired by boys, adored by girls, and cherished by the countless colleges with athletic scholarship offers.
That kind of life was a dream for a quiet, skinny nerd like him.
Nodding, the celebrity dabbed another paint stroke. “I wonder if my red and blue look nice together.”
On the painting, a pair of small red-and-blue sneakers sat on the greens of a clear, grassy field.
“I think it fits,” he told him, awkwardly examining the artwork.
But his words fell on deaf ears.
“These were my first pair of football ‘cleats,’ although they’re just plain old sneakers. Back then, my dad didn’t eat dinner for a month to buy me these shoes.”
“Ah…” He didn’t know what to say to the absent-minded boy.
“I really hope the red works with the blue. It’d be a great Father’s Day gift.”
Advertisement
The Morrigan
Reality started crumbling the day I died and reincarnated. The enigmatic God offered some answers, but at the same time created more questions. Given a goal both absurd and ambiguous, I choose to start my new life. It sounded good and all, but first, I would have to avoid being eaten by my new family, or killed by the inhabitants of this new world. This is the story of how I tried to stay human when the world pushed me to become something else. A Swarm. Writing for fun and as a way to improve my English. Overpowered protagonist haters begone. The cover isn’t from my authorship, I just found it on the internet.
8 208Ceron Devourer Of Souls: Book One
Rewrite will soon be reposted. The greatest necromancer the world had known, commanding armies of undead not only feared but revered by his power and intellect that caused other lords to falter. Yet in a single night vanished.Story of Ceron and his harrowing journey after becoming sealed, meeting a torn world teeming with danger and mystifying landsIn quest to reclaim what was lost, understanding the folly of what became will Ceron have enough to survive? Stricken in a newfound body everything and all he was had been swept away. “It wasn't long his eradication hadn't satisfied, the world stood scorched, enveloped in darkness, shadows fell obscuring the lands, those who resided within them. Quaking, the earth bellowed shuttering as if agony had engulfed it, spiraling into chaos dread filled eyes peered to the skies a blood moon reigned above its beaming rays drenched those in despair. Seething rage, men of many creeds had come tearing the continent, frantic searching, scouring devouring any who stood in their path. Greed laid on their hearts determined to find his source, power. Manipulated by ideals of those they worshiped, the world was consumed, a savage war splitting the world innocence disposed of. Forever to dwell in mass pits, filled with death, thee soon to be dead rotting. The betrayer, whom stole a fragment of this power forsaking those he owned allegiance for his own gain, the power he had obtained, basking in its potency wrought swirling vortexes opening worlds of differing dimensions creating even more turmoil. This source he had obtained, one of the six lords they called him Ceron Devourer Of Souls. Over the passage of time, the wheel turned slowly the world forgot, the sands of time shrouded his existence. All forgot who he was, the greatest necromancer the world had ever known something that was common knowledge to be feared, tales scaring children at night became legend and eventually myth. However, this would all change…” ---
8 147Blood of the Past
He awoke in a startled rush feeling as though it had been centuries since last he had opened his eyes, but alas, it had. His thoughts returned and he heard the screaming of his people and the great pain from the burning fires set against them. He was shunned and outcast along with the rest of his people, and the wars, the terrible wars fought because they could not understand. The Humans could not understand and would not understand him and his peoples true nature. He stood, his strength returning to him, as he did so the dust that had gathered on him fell to the floor. He looked around the cave which he hid in all those centuries ago and he found the way out. He made his way towards it, wanting to see the same as which he had when he entered, wilderness. He made it to the mouth of the cave and found it to be near midday, and he saw naught but wilderness. Save a lone tower far in the distance clearly overgrown and abandoned. His blood boiled as he stepped into the light and the harsh reality of him and his people rushed back into his mind. He would wait for night, and then he would move.
8 149A Wolf, A Hybrid and A Vampire- Klaus Mikaelson
Sequel to a different kind of Wolf.Jamie, Nik and Stefan are on a road trip trying to find a pack and make some hybrids. Things don't go as expected and some new challenges, and feelings come up. Jamie see's Nik not Klaus as most do and over the course of their summer road trip they become closer than ever before. With new faces, and old friends what could possibly go wrong?---Obviously I don't own The Vampire Diaries or its characters and all rights go to the creators but I do own Jamie and the plot line so, kindly don't steal my ideas. Word count around 22,000. I know it's a little shorter than the first book but I am working on a third which will hopefully be longer.
8 195vent diary. ✓
❪ 𝐂𝐎𝐌𝐏𝐋𝐄𝐓𝐄 ❫ ━┅ where akito has a vent diary© -AZURESILK, 2022
8 179Sex Chronicles
|Updates Come Whenever Im In The Mood| Vote✨Comment✨Read✨
8 198