This is a small chapter in the life of 15-year-old Daniel, a wizard on his dad's side (unbeknowngst to his mother) and crush-ee of a 12-year old red-head.
A random, very brief, musing evolved from a strange phrase that popped into my head and wouldn't go away: the dog kissed her. Here's one 'interpretation.'
Lol! Yet another tragic fairytale poem. This is of a old celtic legend of Brittain. Hound Gellert. The story pretty much goes this: this hound (the strongest and kindest) sees this wolf about to atack the king's(?) (I can't remember that exactly)son threatend by a wolf. Gellert (the dog) kills the wolf. The king arrives and hears that his son was nowhere to be found. Gellert (being the faithfull dog he is)runs to his lord. He (seeing Gellert's bloodstained snout)thinks poor old faithfull doggie killed his son and kills him. (sick right?)Well then the king enters and sees his son's crib upturned and a dead wolf carcass (duh!)(just making a point)(redundancy intended) and hears his son crying. He checks under the crib and voila! an intact heir. Well then the king understands the whole story and burries the poor dog under a hill with a thousand honors (big good that will do!). Well hope you like it.
Well... Chapter four. Lots of happy things in the chapter. One happy thing is that the writing actually starts to...um, how could I put this... Not suck? There is another happy fight, and another bizarre dream sequence. There is even a happy little poem at the beginning. (oh, wonderful change)
Woohoo! A battle to the death! And the return of everyone's favorite six-legged dog. Longer because it just turned out that way. And finally, caught up to where I've written (approximately). So perhaps more mistakes for I have not edited this as extensively. Please review! *puppy eyes*
An Idea I had after playing my Dogz5 game for a while. I hope you like it! Critics welcome!
Yeah... sorry 'bout that.--- Foreign Terms: --- Naysay: No Yeasay: Yes Wen'kian: little white worm guys, maybe the size of a Golden Retriever Ro'kian: Rockies and their Riders(Last updated: May 2005) (10 pages in three parts; 6,500 words total)
The Guardians, and ancient race of people who protect the whole world from their ring of mountains in England, become threatened when the Shadow Sect begin to pick them off, one by one.
Please don't make me say this again. The same old story. Written by a rubbish newbie. So, yea. Hi......CHEESE! Now that's what you call random! *winner of the random award* yay! (random award may not exist)
The Midnight Murderer's legacy lives on in his son, Tarun Delano. Tarun gets the surprise of his life on his 18th birthday when a mysterious black fox shows up, leaving behind a coat and lap top computer. Tarun is forced to make a choice, which choice he will choose is unknown to him. (If you haven't read 'The Midnight Murderer', you may want to read that one first.)
A little glimpse of the poewers-that-be as they decide what they're going to do with their latest recruit
I don't really think this is that good anymore, and the pointless blurb about the main character's family at the beginning really doesn't make sense.. plus this isn't really finished, but it's all I could be bothered to write. I like the idea, and I liked it at the time I wrote it. Enjoy
This is the 5 chapter. I think Maxx talks the most in this one than in any other chapter so far. And please remember... this is a little cat doing all this damage. Never thought a cat could do anything more than scratch when faced with a bath...
This is kind of like a journal, I guess, of the life and memories of this man. Strange as they are. Maybe he is writing his memoirs. As always, critiques welcome.
I'm not as fond of this story as I used to be, but it is about a scientist and a genetically engineered dog... Tell me what you think!
Like all my stories, I hate this title! The html formatting kinda sucks, cause I don't really think that 'nethermind' website helps! That or I'm very slow...lol
This sprouted from virtually nothing. I just wanted to practice my skills at describing a moment in time (when he wakes up), and look into all of his senses, then the story just came out. Obviously this is not finished, and I have grand ideas for the characters. I might finish it someday, I might not, but in the mean time, let me know what you think. I'm rather proud of this little slice of entertainment.
This was done a number of years ago, and is a tribute to my dog Kira, who died of a grand mal siezure. She was an Alaskan Malamute and loved children. If you don't know what an Alaskan Malamute is, look 'em up. They're absolutly great dogs, if sometimes stubborn, and are great with kids and generally love people more than any lab could hope to. Not that I have anything against labs, but malamutes have a "dog-anality" all their own. This story is also a tribute to all the other pets I've had and loved through the years.
This is a story a friend and I wrote for a school assignment. It was supposed to start with: 'Once upon a time there was a peasant who had a beautiful daughter. Now it was the peasants wish to marry off his daughter to a rich Prince. The peasant was willing to use any means to get what he wanted.' My friend and I thought that made the girl sound helpless and pathetic. So we changed it so that when the father found a prince, she ran away and found somethng even better then a prince...... but the prince isn't about to give her up that easily.