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http://www.goodreads.com/story/show/3...description: Resident Evil styled roleplaying done by me and Sagella. It's not scary at all, even though it's in the horror section. There was no better place for it! Sagella wrote way more than I did and you can when it's her writing cause it sounds so much better than mine. It's about zombies, but it's not scary. It's really fun so enjoy reading. The characters grew on us and I think that they'll grow on you too. Fyi, we change point of veiws constantly so try not to get confuzed! And there are a few swears, it was the characters! I'm telling you! If it offends you then deal with it, there not that bad.
It's not about wolves but it's really interesting!!!
I'm writing a story called The Raven King. I plan to get it published since it's coming along so well.
yeah I read all your stories and the poems by Audrey
no I might write a story about one of my dogs but I don't know yet
I could try. But I bet it wouldn't be good. I don't know which story of yours I like the best. They all seem incomplete. Can you only have like 3 chapters cause most of yours only have 3 chapters and in my opinion they should have many more.
IDK. Something. Oh cool. Why can't ya tell me?
I finnally did it! I started my wolf story,Fenris.
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*screams eee excitedly!!*
It's about a Wolf-King(pack leader or alpha male) that rules over a rather tranquil and high ranking pack in the Northern Forests. Intill, that is, a rouge wolf leading an evil band of mercenaries and assains kills his mate and nearly all of the wolves. Joined by many new friends,Fenris creates an army,not only of wolves,but of all the creatures of the forest.
this is my latest story and the one I've poured the most time and effort into. It's called Silver Moon,Golden Sun.
http://www.goodreads.com/story/show/3...
http://www.goodreads.com/story/show/3...
When Bridget finds a small dragon pendant while escaping from a cruel orphanage,she is transported to the world of Murkaa. In Murkaa,earth is the fairy tale,palaces are built of Half-Forgotten dreams and Sorcerers pursure her everywhere,hunting for her pendant. With the help of friends she meets along the way (not all of them human) she must survive wars and conquer the the Sorcerers. She must do anything to survive,even give up her name.
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Here is the prolouge to the sequel of the story I'm writing right now.
Three priceless objects lay upon a mohogany table. A man,in his early thirties stared at them silently.
"Do I have to?" His voice broke the uneasy silence. The figure,a regal looking woman, glanced at him,her eyes shadowed with pain. "I'm afraid you don't have a choice. They will come soon and we will die. That is the end of it. Our only hope of saving both Ralacor and Murkaa is to hide the Three in the Otherworld."
"But are you sure," implored the man,"What if the Chosen are to reluctant to leave their families?"
The woman studied him with her cool dark eyes and the hint of a smile played about her delicate lips. "I am never completley sure. But the three Chosen will have no families. The Prophecy has made sure of that. Remember?"
The man struggled to recall the verse. "Oh yes. That is good. But . . ." he teailed away,glancing at the Three. "I am surprised you trust me with these. Wouldn't Hahlan be a better choice?"
"Hahlan's dead," she snapped bitterly,"The Sorcerers came for him this morning."
"You mean . . .No." The man's features twisted with grief. "I am the only one left of the Inner Circle?"
"I am afraid so. You are the only one who can make the journey. And if you die,oh well. We are all going to die soon. Whether it is here or there makes no difference." Her cold certainty stung him sharply. He started to gather up the Three. A pendant, a glass sphere and-
His thought was interupted by a sharp banging on the door. The woman's face paled. "No," she whispered numbley,"No! It's too soon! I asked the Captain Uyat to hold them off as long as possible before-"
"Your precious Guardians are easier to kill then you believe." A sibilant whisper snaked through the door. The voice laughed. It sounded like a python tightening it's hold on a man's throat. The door exploded into piles of white-hot debris as several black-robed figures strode haughtily into the room. They grabbed the woman and the man cried out.
"Go!" she screamed,"Go!" The man vanished,along with the Three. The last sight of his beloved he had was the image of a cruel Sorcerer holding a knife to her neck.
Three priceless objects lay upon a mohogany table. A man,in his early thirties stared at them silently.
"Do I have to?" His voice broke the uneasy silence. The figure,a regal looking woman, glanced at him,her eyes shadowed with pain. "I'm afraid you don't have a choice. They will come soon and we will die. That is the end of it. Our only hope of saving both Ralacor and Murkaa is to hide the Three in the Otherworld."
"But are you sure," implored the man,"What if the Chosen are to reluctant to leave their families?"
The woman studied him with her cool dark eyes and the hint of a smile played about her delicate lips. "I am never completley sure. But the three Chosen will have no families. The Prophecy has made sure of that. Remember?"
The man struggled to recall the verse. "Oh yes. That is good. But . . ." he teailed away,glancing at the Three. "I am surprised you trust me with these. Wouldn't Hahlan be a better choice?"
"Hahlan's dead," she snapped bitterly,"The Sorcerers came for him this morning."
"You mean . . .No." The man's features twisted with grief. "I am the only one left of the Inner Circle?"
"I am afraid so. You are the only one who can make the journey. And if you die,oh well. We are all going to die soon. Whether it is here or there makes no difference." Her cold certainty stung him sharply. He started to gather up the Three. A pendant, a glass sphere and-
His thought was interupted by a sharp banging on the door. The woman's face paled. "No," she whispered numbley,"No! It's too soon! I asked the Captain Uyat to hold them off as long as possible before-"
"Your precious Guardians are easier to kill then you believe." A sibilant whisper snaked through the door. The voice laughed. It sounded like a python tightening it's hold on a man's throat. The door exploded into piles of white-hot debris as several black-robed figures strode haughtily into the room. They grabbed the woman and the man cried out.
"Go!" she screamed,"Go!" The man vanished,along with the Three. The last sight of his beloved he had was the image of a cruel Sorcerer holding a knife to her neck.
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