"JAMIE!" "Don't forget me...." Jamie whispered hoarsely. The light left her eyes, her gem shattered. "No..... NO! THERE HAS TO BE A WAY! Th.....there has to....." "Then make a wish. I can make everything okay again."…
A collection of one shots of both roleplay ships and book ships that I adore…
Just updates and stuff…
Eons ago, one man created the entire universe. With each generation that descended form him, he grew more and more tired. He turned himself into a power and bonded with his great grandson. His line, for centuries, carried the gene that made them have powers of creation. What the man didn't know, is that in his rush, he had created artifacts and given other people powers as well. One of those people gained his immortality, and with each generation, he grows more and more bitter, more and more angry, and he wants to see the world burn. Centuries later, a group of heroes rises against him for the fight of humanity.…
The witches ruled the land, they always have. Through the ages their culture grew and grew until one day, a curse was set upon a skilled young witch. The familiar, hurt by the loss of their witch, howled out and used the last of the witch. The girl had lost her magic. With the last bit of magic the familiar could muster, it merged it's very soul with the witch. A ripple and then a scream filled the village as the girl sobbed out, course hair the color of her silvery hair growing from her body as her limbs broke and reassembled themselves. The people watched in horror as the little girl they had saw grow up shift into a wolf right in front of them. A pained growl came from her mouth as she struggled to get in her four limbs, snarling at the people who waved their wands towards her. With a roar of anger, she bolted to the forest, never to be seen again. Search parties were sent out, but none came back unscathed. They either died from the shift or from their own friends and family killing them out of fear that they would hurt the land. It wasn't far off where the wolf had settled. she yearned for a pack, her solo life was driving her and her wolf side insane, so she went searching. And so began the Hunt.…
This is where all the Roleplay based things will go.…
A collection of my OCs just I I can keep track of them…
I know a lot of you haven't watched it, but I'm just making this in case one of you have.…
This is where I'll be spitting down random things I think about from day to day, usually small stories I think of in the shower or car.…
Gods have been killed and banished, but when their home is threatened, they'll fight to take their home back and save humanity.…
It's killed or be killed. At least, it was. Since the new age humans and people of the birth world have been living in peace, the witches and humans have been getting along swimmingly and the vampires, shifters, and werewolves were allowed donors and territories. Not all are content, and well within reason. Hunter Redfern has been killed and Delios was leading the vampires now, but their old way of life was gone. Nobles are rising. This world will end in fangs, one way or another.…
In ancient times, animals and humans lived in peace. The humans worshiped the animals, and the animals protected the humans. Some select few were chosen to turn into spirits that protected the land and watched over both animals and the humans. One day, one of these spirits rebelled against the animals that gave them their powers, twisting the people's minds and making the animals slowly go insane and feral. This, of course, was the tribe of the Bear. What once stood for ferocity and strength was now corruption and sacrifice. Little of the tribe survived as only the strongest humans lived. As for the animals.... The animals suffered the worse fate. Chained and beaten into submission, like mere.... pets, slaves. Forced to hunt, these animals once regal, black, brown, white, turned grey and feral, attacking anyone but their masters. Other tribes are forced to fight or die. Which path will you choose?…