...I know that I'm not supposed to begin with the third chapter, but I'm not satisfied at all with the first and second at the moment, so here it is... I'm not satisfied with this either (I'm sure I could put a little more effort into it) but I'd enjoy some criticism, so criticise! Angelstorm
Dakarys, a Child of the Blood of Angels, learns that he is more than mortal, and is, in fact, in the middle of a war between Heaven and Hell, angels and demons, and halfbreeds like him will make all the difference. But whose side is he on? Follow his journey and his struggle to fight the most terrible battle of all - that of his own soul. Chapter Four
Dakarys, a Child of the Blood of Angels, learns that he is more than a mortal, and is, in fact, in the middle of a war between Heaven and Hell, angels and demons, and halfbreeds like him will make all the difference. But whose side is he on? Follow his journey and his struggle to fight the most terrible battle of all - that of his own soul. Chapter Five.
Yet a further continuation in the crusade of the gunfighter, Drake. He'd met up with Sten Ivories, a mercenary like himself, and asked for assistance. Now they must do battle with soldiers of unknown origin and influence.
The begginings of a young girl who will met out Justice according to the rules of her bloodline, Justice in blood and pain. ((This story is still rough in my opinion so bear with me))
I originally wrote this to go with a series of pictures I drew. The poem pretty much describes the drawings too. It's not long but I like it.
This is a poem about a vampire who loved a human,but they had to be separated when she died and he had to live on...
Not much to say really... next part of Garnor's story... again would like to thank Caitlyn and Sasha for editing help.
An essay from Darien's point of view. Wanted to try out first person writing. Rated PG to PG-13 (violence).
Darien visits another city and almost drinks Ashton's blood. Ashton and Michael find a vigilante (and hold hands ~_~).
So yeah. I'm sorry if this one is only okay, I was editing really fast. I'm sorry it's so long! Grah! Anyway, I hope everyone likes it. I'm trying really hard to finish this story, I'm sorry that its always so slow!!! :(
Yay! Almost at twenty! Which means- almost done! Probably only about eight chapters left. So yeah, before you read on, this ones a bit more violent/gory than my other chapters. Nothing too bad, not to worry, but since this is elfwood and all.... So, I hope you like the chapter!
My french isn't perfect, if you spot an error, please let me know.
The structure was something I came up with on the fly. The subject explains itself. Of all my poems posted here, this remains my favorite.
this is the result of a celtic calendar challenge from the illustrious Jenna Morgan . Enjoy a legend of the Holly. 'Come, traveller, step softly on the road. The green hills rise around you, grey in the gathering twilight. Can you hear the music in the mist, the fiddles and the flute? Tarry not on the highway. Turn your eyes away from those pale dancers by the water's edge, with their green silk ribbons. For if they catch you in their coils, 'twill be a year and day before you come home again. And only then if you pay their price... ...for your freedom, a tale....' Sit back, and hear the legend of the Holly Tree and the father of Vampires. p.s. This is officialy my first Mod's Choice. I was amazed, but am happy to finally have a golden feather of my very own!
This is a story I wrote a long time ago back in 1994. A vampire story. :)