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letters to no one ➳ [poetry] by bruisedmelodies
bruisedmelodies
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❝i've delicately chosen letters to form words and words to form sentences, each sentence a colorful paint stroke on the canvas of my mind.❞ [ #1 in poetry on 27/08/16 ]
9 words by sandfilledshoes
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"A beautiful girl surrounded by people. Yet utterly alone."
Heroes wear Capes by YourAverageNerd_
YourAverageNerd_
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su.per /ˈso͞opər/ (noun): 1. A person who shows exceptional ability or powers. 2. (Of a person who uses powers) a superhero or super villain. Xander Mendez wants nothing more than to be a superhero. Like, who wouldn't want to save their city with extraordinary superpowers? Trevor Rossi wants nothing more than to be like his father. A powerful figure with the city under his fingertips. April Watson wants nothing more than to be seen as something more than a damsel. She wants to be more than a powerless girl surrounded by righteous heroes. Celeste Moctezuma wants nothing more than to live with her career path without a certain pesky hero getting in her way. Four people all connected in a city renowned for its legendary supers. When their lives start turning into the plot of an A-list superhero movie, things go crazy. Suddenly Kingdom City has a new superhero and many new villains on their hands. Sometimes superheroes only make the world more complicated.
New Horizons (A Pirate Story) by ShipwreckSamantha
ShipwreckSamantha
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"How dare you bring me aboard this ship without so much as telling me what you are?" She yelled. Kincade let out a smug grin, one that infuriated Astryd even more. She took a few more steps toward him so that they were mere feet apart. He looked down at a doubloon he was holding and slowly turned it over in his hands as he spoke. "I saw a troubled woman in a sailor's pub, obviously hiding from the royal guards. Surely you must have gotten yourself into a sticky situation. And you don't expect me to assume what you are?" Astryd fumbled for words. What was he getting at? He lifted his head to look her in the eyes. "You're a thief and now a sailor. You know what that makes you, sweetheart?" "I am not a..." she shouted, but she stumbled at the last word. She pointed her finger in Kincade's face and whispered, "pirate." -------------------------------------------- I would like to acknowledge Thompson Editing Services, who is responsible for being my editor and proofreader for this book as well as an amazing writing mentor. I own the story as well as all of the characters inside it. This book is copyrighted to me. I own the book cover art (illustrated by myself) but I do not own any of the images featured throughout the story. Highest rankings: #1 in Sailor, #1 in Sailing, and #10 in Pirate This is the first draft. This story is currently in the process of being edited.
All that's left by AbbyLouiseWrites
AbbyLouiseWrites
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'I should have done something. Screamed. Fought. God dammit I could have yelled at her to run in my direction and she would have been safe. But me, being my stupid old self, I just stood there as I lost one of the things I loved most.' Abi's world is turned upside down when the apocalypse begins. Trapped and alone in a forest full of the insane, she needs to escape before its too late, and upon the arrival of a handsome guy (Thomas Brodie-Sangster) together they must fight to save what remains of civilisation, and themselves, unless the forest takes them first. Action, Romance, Horror etc. genres By Abby Young
Her Poetry by _BaliTree_
_BaliTree_
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Work #4 : (poems I've written myself) you haven't read her poetry until you feel her words still rattling in your head for days. because her poetry will always kill a little bit of you as you read. her words are bullets to the heart, you can't help but bleed long after she's gone. & death is to those who choke up on them and feel it clawing up the back of their throats as they try so hard not to cry.
verse by dopeee
dopeee
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'come back to me' 'come back to yourself' short story #421