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posted by wantadog
The Succubus, Prologue!
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“You called for me?” the young succubus, Odessa, knelt before her lord. She knew that she was about to be chewed out, but she didn’t care anymore, she would take whatever punishment he deemed fit, then leave his presence until her seguinte one. Lord Arlon glared at her.
“You have some nerve, you have repeatedly disobeyed me in the past, but now you have gone too far. You have broken one rule too many, and this one was a serious one.”
She kept her head bowed respectfully, but inwardly sneered at the fool. “You and I have differing opinions, my lord.”
Arlon snorted. “that we do. Do you have anything to say in your defense?”
“No, my lord, nothing at all.”
Arlon looked at her. She had her head bowed, but was still beautiful. He expected nothing less of a succubus, but that was what got her into trouble in the first place. “You have broken a sacred rule.”
“And you have broken my heart.”
“DON’T GIVE ME THAT! You are the one who blatantly disregarded your orders. Succubi exist to tempt men and steal their energy, but you ignored that duty entirely, even going so far as to seduce a fellow demon! Do you hold feelings for the humans?”
She looked up and sneered. “I despise the humans, but I despise myself and yourself more. I hate us demons. We say we hate humans and we say that they’re beneath us, but what do we do? We stalk them and we spite them! They are beneath us? No, we are jealous, at least you are! I refuse to be jealous of such filth, but I also refuse to acknowledge my demon heritage! Succubi my ass!”
“ENOUGH!” Arlon’s roar of anger shocked her. She snapped her mouth shut and once again, bowed her head.
“I apologize, my lord, that was out of line.” Her response was stiff and without any of the fervor she had just shown. Arlon looked at her. Damn that woman, her anger only made her mais beautiful, her flushed features barely hidden por her long red hair. He sighed, he hated this part.
“I’m sorry, Odessa, but you have broken the rules for the last time.”
“Are you banishing me?”
“No…I could never do that, even if my duty demanded it, I could not banish you. Instead, I shall do the seguinte worst thing. I shall strip you of all that you are.”
She gasped. “No! you can’t!” seguinte to banishment, it was the worst punishment, but she found this to be worse than being banished. She was being stripped of her identity. She would no longer be a Succubus, she would not be human, or demon, or anything else. She would be an abomination.
Arlon glared. “Yes, I can, and I will!”
Her eyes pleaded. “No…”
“Odessa, you are hereby stripped of all of your demon heritage, your demon powers, of everything! You shall walk the world, no longer a demon, but a monster even worse than that!” He slammed his fist into the armrest of his throne, a green and red light enveloping Odessa as she looked at him, her features no longer pleading, but furious, she would have her revenge, that was for sure.
posted by Bluekait
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Little Johnny boy didn't know about it till it happen. He was curious but didn't take warnings seriously. His parents couldn't handle the loss of their only son. Do you want to know what happened? Here it goes.

Johnny boy was an 17 year-old boy who dressed in black and known for his charm and outstanding, mind-blowning magic tricks. He had lived a good life and had good grades in school. Johnny had a...
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posted by hgfan5602
Let us go on a journey
Let us hold hands in joy
Let us sit on the warm white sand
And let us watch the sun set tonight

We're gonna be a pair
We're gonna fly away
And let nobody go into our minds
Toni-i-ight

We're gonna slowly stand up
Listen to the waves
Roar and wash into the sand
And I'm gonna lean on you

Oh where were the times?
Where were the moments?
It seems like last year
When I kissed you and locked eyes

The sun's settin
But we're never gonna leave each other
Not if we stay together
Like ever...like forever

Watch the sun set
Watch the waves roll into each other
Oh my dear,
We're gonna never be separated

Sun sets,
Waves roll,
We're gonna sleep...
Side por side.
posted by SweetHoneyBunny
Talow knew he had failed. UFS soldiers were dieing around him as the Bellators struck them with everything they had. Raza had played him like a fool and Talow knew it. He held the plans to his chest regretting ever joining the army, he should have stayed away the first time he had gotten away. He watched as battalion V35, his battalion was turn to shreds as they tried to take on a group of Bellators larger then themselves. He watched them fall, blood smeared and broken. Luca stood fighting hard with a tall Bellator dressed in navy, a badge glistening on his own breast. I dividido, dividir segundo was all...
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Source: Me
posted by LorMel
My name is esmeralda Dawn. I'm a 14 ano old pre-teen girl...in case you couldn't tell por my name. I'm going to tell you a true story. The story on how I was the lone serviver in the attack of The Slender Man.
Everything I'm about to tell you, is real...be warned...

It was a cool evening in December, so cool that it was snowing.
I had my two best friends with me, a 12 ano old named Anna, about to be 13 in a week, and her sister, Melody, turning 10 in 2 months.
Anna & Melody were playing tag in the backyard, I was making snow angles, when Anna got the idea to play hide-and-seek untill the...
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posted by Max277
Chapter 3

I just stand there. Locking my eyes with the red eyes. Somethings telling me to look away. But I cant. I cant take my eyes off of the red eyes. "Luke I say." My head starts to hurt really bad. "Luke!! I yell." No answer. I close my eyes. Voices echoing in my head. I turn around and open my eyes. Luke wasn't laying there. What the hell? I blink a few times and I was standing in a dark forest. Okay I was sooo hallucinating right now. I looked around. My eye caught something move. I couldn't see what it was, it was in the shadows. I went to grab for my sword, but it wasn't there. I looked...
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posted by hgfan5602
This is my first fã fic... and hopefully I will be continuing on this! Enjoy!

My name is Alice. I'm eleven years young. My life has been all... unicórnios until this year. It's sort of like all the fun has been cut off from my life. Like adults and other people alike all want me to have a short childhood. It's strange, because it seems as if everyone else is having loads of excitement in their lives. But I'm the only one who is at home, trying not to cut myself everyday because of all the stress in my life. It's difficult not to, and I haven't spoke to anyone so far. I don't want to be sent...
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posted by sadiebugz00
5
VERONICA
Carter’s Perspective


As I’m walking with the pack, I instantly realize there is a clear leader. Veronica. She was mais than your average coyote. She actually had reddish-brown pele, peles instead of the generic gray-brown. She still had the piercing yellow eyes that coyotes are known for, but hers made you feel like she was staring straight into your soul… She made it clear she was the leader, too. She in fact came straight up to me and told me, “Hey! Newbie. I’m the leader of this pack, okay? Ain’t ever gonna become some fancy-shmancy leader.”
It was pretty clear if you ask me....
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III The Library
The seguinte room Ember visited was to her a Heaven on Earth. An enormous room just for holding books! The ceiling was so high it would have taken ten of her standing on topo, início of one another the reach it. The shelves and shelves of books were piled right up to the topo, início and there were several ladders placed conveniently so that she could reach the topmost books.
Ember walked round the room as though she were in a dream. She loved leitura and devoured every book she found but she had never had a whole biblioteca full of them to herself. She barely knew where to start. Every square inch of...
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Gerald wrinkled his nose at the earthy, mossy smell that always filled the woods. He longed to get back to his palace, but there was work to be done, and a king must do his work, after all.
“Hurry up!” he shouted at the coal black cavalos dragging the carriage. They bolted and took off.
Gerald leaned back against the soft, silky back of the assento and watched the trees blur by.
How grateful he was that he didn’t live out here, with all the faerie and elves and goblins. No, goblins lived in the marshes, didn’t they? But the faerie-folk, elves…still out here. He could feel them watching...
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posted by BlondLionEzel
Chapter 2

Lawrence lived in a Chamber for a few years. But the Dragon Princess had tried to get his attention.

"LAWRENCE, jantar IS READY!" The Dragon Princess yelled at Lawrence, who was in his Chamber.

"I am not hungry!" Lawrence told her.

"I WILL BREAK DOWN THE DOOR!" She screamed at him.

"No thanks." Lawrence replied as The Dragon Princess sat down.

"Why won't you amor me!" She asked as she started to cry.

"Is that why i am here?" Lawrence asked her, now very confused.

"No one loves me! No one ever has and ever will!" The Dragon Princess told Lawrence as tears filled her eyes.

"Don't cry" Lawrence...
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posted by alicia386
In the deep dark woods lies a house. A cottage house that only has one inhabitant. The one inhabitant onle has one visitor every month.

It was wintertime when that one visitor made his last visit.

Sherman E. Collins was his name and snooping was his name. The bald, chubby man knocked on the rotted wood. He waited for a good 2 minutos but nothing happened. When he was just about to knock again, the door creaked open. He shrugged it off. It was a common thing in these abandon houses.

Clutching his clipboard, he made his wasy into the house. The shattered windows, yellowing photos, and missing floor...
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posted by Problematic129
Chapter 2
    Be careful what you kill for             
    “So…what’s your project on kiddies?” Ms. Arthur asks us.
    “So we have the first few installments of our documentary-”
    “Movie,” Sasha interjected.
    Ashlynn glared at her, “documentary of our very own horror hour.”
    Ms. Arthur frowns. “Horror hour?”
    “Um…you know, ma’am, the killing’s that took place...
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posted by Problematic129
    Chapter 8
    Old enemies
    “Welcome everyone! To Club Aprenta!” Ali laughed excitedly and clapped her hands, Sage whistled, I jumped up and down, and Beth bowed in front of the newest additions.
    “Club Aprenta?” Scotty asked. “What kind of name is that? And what do we do anyways?”
    I shrugged. “Nothing really, we just made this up to spend mais time together, you know how can school be.”
    “In other words,” Honey put her hands up in the air. “FREE...
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posted by SilverFanGirl
Thanks for the memories
Chapter one
June 6, 1994, my birth. My mother never meant to have me. Never did. My father's condom apparently broke so they were stuck with me. A babygirl. I had short brown hair with amber eyes. But when I was born, I had blue with a light brown lining around my pupil. The doctors never could figure that part out. My eyes changed quicker than most babies. My eyes changed a week earlier than they were supposed to. That's why I get picked on, I tell that story and no one believes me. They call me "Weirdo", "fake", etc.
Though my mother left and my father is a total drunk,...
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posted by Weasel1999
I. The Nursery

Ember lived in her nursery for the seguinte few months, only being let out occasionally to go to the toilet. All she saw were the four walls around her but it wasn’t all bad.
The room was painted a pretty sky-blue and the carpet was thick, fluffy and a deep midnight blue. There was a cama and a huge white wardrobe with the most beautiful, antiquado, à moda antiga clothes inside.
Rich velvets cloaks, soft pele, peles stoles, bright silk dresses, every item of clothing needed to make a young lady of society look beautiful.
But Ember was not a young lady of society living in Victorian times. She was a...
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posted by alicia386
Chapter 7: You Can't Trust Anyone These Days

      James Knight slumped in his chair. It seemed like the most appropriate thing to do in this situation. How else was he suppose to act? He was a train wreck waiting to happen. He didn't bother combing his dirty blonde hair or wear decent clothes. He still had on his Lakers suéter, camisola and faded blue jeans with holes ripped in the front. This was the kind of outfit he wouldn't dare where around the house if this was a regular day. For shoes, he had his scuffed, black Reeboks. His eyes were red and puffy but he still radiated that devilish charm...
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posted by Dhampires
She waited at the doorstep nearly all night he never came.

She quietly made my way to our room his image was the only thing that flooded my head.

'Would he come home? Had something happened to him? If it had why hadn't someone called?' she was thought she knee on the inside she was being over dramatic.

She leaned over her balcony looking on to the woods beyond the night stares filled the sky shimmering like diamonds, she smiled as the northern lights appeared it was rare to see in such a place other han Alaska but they shown bright. And as quickly as they came they left.

She quickly washed up and...
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