There was no angle left uncovered, no detail left unnoticed, no rock left unturned with the nationwide surveillance program.
"I'm not sure if we can protect them from freezing though but the jellyfish will have the same problem.”
I will be fine.
Yeah this is boring but what ever.
“Iola.” Nesmir’s fading gasp ebbed within her distressed mind “I love you.”
"He Ghosted Me!!!!" Arg. Yup that's the last sentence I wrote.
Iola’s eyes went wide as the powerful Elite Guard drew his massive broadsword with a wicked gleam in his cold savage eyes.
His bottom lip trembled, and he gripped her hand in return, his breath coming out in shudders as his stormy eyes took in her flame, a tear falling, "Yeah. I do."
He was the fastest, deadliest combatant in cage fights, the one that always went for the kill, the one that should never be underestimated.
He was the “Little Crow.”
“So we’ll just hide here and watch these freaking zealots of Coel take that creature and go.”
From A WIP
Between its' teeth was a single red nail.
"Hey, I'm not against locking you away in a gilded tower, Rapunzel style if you want, but whose cars will you work on then?"
With an exhale, Elizabeth has just stabbed Queen Charlotte within her Heart, persistently stabbing her till she is constraining her on the ground, and even then she did not ease up as Blood is staining her Face…
I wonder what would you think of this quote
I strongly encourage thee to walk back.
“Fighting is not just physical, kid.” Zhen lectured as they squeezed round a narrow corner. “You have to learn the psychological tricks, Pierre.”
The bed that she had slept on as a child, while listening to Tamil lullabies with a warm hand patting her back to a soft rhythm, was gone.
This is something I'm working on at the moment and haven't put on Tapas yet.
I’m in the middle of nowhere and I can’t protect myself.
Trying to motivate myself for another chapter. 390 words so far!
We could take it apart probably and salvage it to make the trains...
I just wanna write the stuff I wanna write and should've written this section forever ago when I was thinking about it XD ooops
"You get a hotdog... and YOU get a hotdog... and you, my friend, get a fricken HOTDOG!"
Waaaaayyyy out of context and far from being updated (as it's part of my buffer) but here goes nothing! XD
“Knock it off!” Mason shouts, ripping me from my thoughts. “We feel that shit, too!”