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- Rain-inspired at storywrite
Rain-inspired1 / She loved it when it rained, especially at night. She would sit, wrapped in her blanket with a pen in her hand and write down fiction and reality, blended and sometimes separate. - Non-Halloween Night at allpoetry
. - When You Want It Least (Chapter 2) at storywrite
Where is Katie? Is she alive? - When You Want It Least (Chapter 1) at storywrite
A new world... reality or dream? - I'm There For You at allpoetry
Dearest Friend and Brother, / When you feel like thousand daggers / stab your heart / When you feel like thousand lies / tear you apart / Just close your eyes / and say my name / No matter where y - I'm Moving On at allpoetry
I wish these thoughts / never came close to my mind / But now I'm facing them / as they can't be left behind... / Now I see the truth / That I have been hiding from myself / I was afraid to admit - [ ] at allpoetry
I feel your sorrow and your pain / As what you feel I feel / And everytime I hear the rain / I know your flesh is cut by steel / I know you have been hurt / I know the world is acting strange / And it hu - Meeting Agony at storywrite
Meeting Agony / It was strange to stand in that unfamiliar park and wait for her after all these years of negligence. I knew that she called me just because she had something to benefit from me – probably mon - The Picture at storywrite
/ / The Picture / / Little Anna stood on the cold attic floor and quietly examined the old picture. There was a woman sitting on a chair and reading a book while a man, apparently her husband, was standing by her side. There was a hidden look - Death Wish at storywrite
- The Last Meeting at allpoetry
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. - Our Sin at allpoetry
. - Smile at allpoetry
The sun rises
I start to smile - Devil's Thoughts at allpoetry
Devil’s Thoughts
Being banished from heaven - You love her more than me at allpoetry
You love her...
more than me... - You will never know at allpoetry
I will never tell you
I will never let you know
I will never tell you - To you I belong at allpoetry
In the mirror I see you
as my eyes reflect your face - The Quiver at storywrite
“JOHN! NO!!” I yelled...... - Fallen Angel at storywrite
“I was banished from heaven,” I said, not able to look her in the eyes – I was ashamed. - Alexopoulos at storywrite
His eyes… they became red months ago - Taken For The Devil at storywrite
- Dragon Valley part 7 at storywrite
...........................Part 7: The Morning Training..........
“Get up!” Lumin ordered. “A real magician has to wake up before the sun!” - Dragon Valley part 6 at storywrite
................Part 6: Encounter at The Knowledge Castle..........
“I’m not good at this!” sobbed Joanna, as she buried her head in her knees. They stopped only when they w - Dragon Valley part 5 at storywrite
.............................Part 5: “RUN!”................
“Why did he leave without me?” whispered Joanna. She was one inch away from breaking into tears. - Dragon Valley part 4 at storywrite
....................Part 4: The Green Mountain....................
. - Dragon Valley part 3 at storywrite
................Part 3: A promise… a word of a RedDragon.......
“Ouch! Damn!” Joanna heard exclamations and swearing out of her fire-tent. She hurried out. Marin was waving - Dragon Valley part 2 at storywrite
..............Part 2: The Savior, The Guardian, The Partner........
Two days later, at night, Joanna was sitting in a tavern, in another city, and pretending to be drinking - Dragon Valley part 1 at storywrite
.................Part1: The Forest Interrogating...........
As she walked along the narrow path that led through the forest, she was already regretting what she did. S - Time Travel... Or Something Like That. at storywrite
“It's not possible! People don't wake up not knowing where they are or how they got there! So where are we?” insisted Paul. He was in a deep stage of panic.
- Pure Panic And Pain… at storywrite
*\Pure Panic And Pain…\*
I still always close my eyes at sunset. Although many years have passed I still cry at night. I still cry wheneve - The Emotion Drainer at storywrite
It was the brightest and the coldest winter night Jane had ever seen. The snow was all over the roads and had covered the green beautiful g - The Real Angel at storywrite
At the darkest night ever they were sitting in their camp house. Afraid to wake anyone up, they were whispering.
“He really told you that?” whispered Abigail looking at the - Continuing of 'Hermione' at storywrite
Disclaimer: all characters and settings are the property of JK Rowling. I am borrowing them for my own sick purposes because the books aren’t coming out fast enough. &nbs
