I looked outside my window, frost laced my window. I touched the glass and the heat leached from my hand, causing the frost to melt. It was the dead of winter and I watched the snow fall to the ground.
"Can I go home now?" I asked irritatedly.
"No." his deep voice echoed across the cold room. His footsteps fell heavily on the floor, beating against my aching head.
The smell of the tea he was carrying burned my nose, he didn't intend for me to drink that did he? He set the cup in my small hands, it was warm and it brought heat back into my fingers.
"I'm not drinking this, Eddie. It smells like barley." I complained, bringing the cup to my
A Night Never to be Forgotten by SerenityStone7, literature
Literature
A Night Never to be Forgotten
The music was blasting. The bass rumbled in our chests as we danced. Sweat beaded at our foreheads, dripping down our faces to the floor. My heart was pounding, watching him as he watched me, heat radiated everywhere. Our friends watched us as our bodies drew closer to each other, I snaked my hands into his dark shaggy hair. We tilted our heads to the left. Left... only 26% of people tilted to the left when kissing... why do I remember this now? All thoughts left my head when his lips touched mine, his stubble tickling my face. I felt his tongue slide into my mouth, I opened my mouth invitingly. My knees went weak, heat pooled in my
I looked outside my window, frost laced my window. I touched the glass and the heat leached from my hand, causing the frost to melt. It was the dead of winter and I watched the snow fall to the ground.
"Can I go home now?" I asked irritatedly.
"No." his deep voice echoed across the cold room. His footsteps fell heavily on the floor, beating against my aching head.
The smell of the tea he was carrying burned my nose, he didn't intend for me to drink that did he? He set the cup in my small hands, it was warm and it brought heat back into my fingers.
"I'm not drinking this, Eddie. It smells like barley." I complained, bringing the cup to my
A Night Never to be Forgotten by SerenityStone7, literature
Literature
A Night Never to be Forgotten
The music was blasting. The bass rumbled in our chests as we danced. Sweat beaded at our foreheads, dripping down our faces to the floor. My heart was pounding, watching him as he watched me, heat radiated everywhere. Our friends watched us as our bodies drew closer to each other, I snaked my hands into his dark shaggy hair. We tilted our heads to the left. Left... only 26% of people tilted to the left when kissing... why do I remember this now? All thoughts left my head when his lips touched mine, his stubble tickling my face. I felt his tongue slide into my mouth, I opened my mouth invitingly. My knees went weak, heat pooled in my
The Mundi voyages. (Prologue) by kexard, literature
Literature
The Mundi voyages. (Prologue)
Stop. Listen. Don't move. You will now be transported into the world of Mundi. A world where technology is, for the most part, caught up, except for a couple of minor differences. I shall inform you of these differences. One: Modern day weaponry technology has been pushed back. Let me simplify this for you: no ak-47's, just spears and muskets. Understand? Okay, good. Two: Automobiles do not exist in this world. The entire world consists of small roads, big plains, and large villages, with an occasional sky scraper, here and there. Oh, and one ocean. Got it? I hope so, because i'm not repeating it. And three: Government is stricter, MUCH stri
Why, Yes. Yes, I am on the verge of a psychotic ramppage involving lots of fire and highly explosive things. Thank you for noticing.
Favourite genre of music: anything LOUD Favourite style of art: manga, anime, MP3 player of choice: Ipod. I named her Miguel Personal Quote: Bleh bleh bleh bleh, I'm going to eat you now. Bleh bleh bleh bleh bleh, I'm going to suck you dry!
Favourite Visual Artist
lots
Favourite Movies
The Princess Bride, The Breakfast Club
Favourite TV Shows
Supernatural, Doctor Who, Sherlock, Homestuck, Most Anime
Sometimes I think I should go to sleep, but then I remember that my head is a bigger dick than my own imaginary one. .... Which is big. REALLY big. uuhh... yeah.. I have a big imaginary dick.