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posted by Luna-Lacrimosa
Built For Sin
Darkness poured into the hybrid's room, filling the room with great depression. Rain drops made little trails down the window, almost like tears, down the cool glass surface of the window. Luna still needed to risposte to her questions. Why was she here? What does she need to do? Why did her cuore finally feel warm after what Hades told her about Leon's feelings?! The risposte never showed up to her, no matter what she thought o did.
A big bewilderment sigh danced in the cool quiet air of the depressed dark room. Luna crashed her head into her hands and grabbed a hold of her hair in frustration. "W..why why why?!?!" Luna felt there was a cuore attack sleeping in her chest! She cant come up with conclusions! Luna stood up with quite difficulty. She was shaking and knocking things over like she was drunk. Her face was dark; her bangs were clamped to her forehead and the side of her face. Nothing of her identity was exposed, due to her bangs and her hand over her dark face.
Everyone heard thumping and crushes coming from Luna's direction. Well...by everyone there was only Hikema and Mileena. Luna murdered Thomas when Ruby took over her body. Leon was exausted after the cerca for Luna. "I knew something was wrong." Mileena thought angrily with slight of worry. Luna walked with her hand over her right eye and had an evil look in the other. Her ruby red eyes looked the portal to hell and darker and deeper than Satan's herself! The luminating monlight that was peeking through the curtains that belonged to the windows, revealed half of Luna. It was as if it was expressing both sides of Luna, the Angel side was in the light and the demon side was in the shadows...making her eye lit brighter but più violent.
Luna was so Lost that she fell down the flight of steps very hard and fast. "Lord Luna!" Mileena and Hikema ran towards their demon Lord and helped her up but was only pushed away. The glare that she dato her sevants made them shudder and back down. Luna never removed the hand in front of her eye because it was hurting her, it was the eye that eye that got sprayed on da Thomas's blood. She missed him and it hurt like hell...
"Why were te keeping your identities from me? I'm your Lord, damn it! I made te all what te are today!" Luna shrieked sadly with slight confusion. The domanda was always why...Mileena almost had a cuore attack, she could've sworn she saw a tear go down Luna's left cheek, but as soon as the tear started to go down her face it turned to blood...Her other eye wasn't crying since it was covered da her hand and it stung badly!
"Lord Luna," Mileena started calmly and soothingly,"We didn't want to tell te because we Amore te and we thought you'll hate us if we weren't normal..." Millena took a deep breath as Hikema watched shyly and had her fist over her mouth in a nervous way. She could sense others feelings, after all she was an angel...with no wings, and probably will never have them. "Also, we did it to protect you!" Luna was tooken back da her servant's statement. She didn't know they were protecting her! Luna's glare became più sharp as the blood trail from the earlier tear dried up.
"Protecting me?! From what?" she asked with confusion and slight anger. Mileena sighed before looking Luna straight in the eye.
"From Ruby of course! She was never able to come in here due to my spell protecting the temple and Thomas' guardian heart. Hikema helped me with the spelll...but.." Mileena's voice softned, "when Leon came and invited her and detto that you'll Amore their company I had to put the spell down and well...Ruby made te kill Thomas afterwards...destroying the guardian hearts..."
Luna sighed and she started to walk away towards the entrance doors. It was badly thunderstorming and since it was winter time, the rain turned to hail...and it was very dark and cold outside.
"Lord Luna, dont go!" Hikema shouted, but her out burst didn't change the hybrid's mind. Instead she kept walking, covering her eye with her hand. Hikema couldn't see her beloved Lord go on like this! She had to do something..she knew how much emotional and physical pain Luna was going through . She knew Luna cared for Leon deeply...and seeing him so helpless in the bed, exausted cause of her made her feel like a failure...
Hikema dashed towards Luna...Mileena reached out her hand in a "hey wait" motion...but Hikema reached Luna and hugged her...
Yes, she hugged Luna! Luna suddenly came to a sudden halt. Feeling her arms around her mid-section, Luna made no movement...Images of Luna's killer face...blood splattered across her face, her wide demon eyes, and the maniac smile on her face...took over the wingless angel's mind, causing her to cry. "Please, please,please Luna, don't go...!" Hikema pleaded. Luna could tell she was crying due to all the sniffing and hicking, also her camicia in the back was getting slightly wet. Hikema wrapped her arms around Luna tighter as she burried her face on the Lord's back. "Luna, te feel like Heaven.." Being with Luna always felt homey to Hikema...she deeply desired her Lord, so much that she wanted to be with her forever...
"Luna," Hikema called out softly,"eat my heart." Luna developed a facial expression that screamed shocked and suprised. "Please...I beg of you!" Hikema cried out as her tears became più insistent. Luna turned around slowly to face the crying angel. Hikema let go of the Lord and glanced up to read Luna's facial expression, which was shocked and suprise masked, but her eye...her eye read coldness, cuore lonely, and every moment the Angel could feel Luna slipping away, turning into something else. Something that Ruby wanted her too!
Luna kneeled down until she reached face to face with Hikema. Luna removed the hand from her eye to stare deeply into Hikema's eyes. Luna was shocked of all the emotions that were presented in front of her and all from one person! Luna read sadness, hope, deep Amore and care, and worry in her servant's eyes. Luna cupped her hands around the angel's face, trying to reassure her. " I can't do that. te mean to much to me and you've been with me since I got here to this world." Hikema's face saddened even più at the words of her Lord. Hikema looked down, but her face got lifted up da Luna. Luna smiled softly...which frightned Hikema since the smile didn't mean anything..it just wasn't the same! To Hikema, the softness of her smile was just Luna's deception side talking....she knew this wasn't Luna. Yes Luna would still kill and have that face, but walking out and asking why isn't her. Luna never been this clumpsy o depressed...not until Leon came...
Hikema started thinking in her head..."Lord Luna NEVER acted like this, went crazy after finding out the truth! If Leon NEVER came o if Leon could've stayed in his house like he should've have, this would've NEVER happen! She wouldn't have found out if he wasn't here and let in Ruby and Midnight! But...I respect Leon and all he ever done for Luna..he loves her alot and he traveled for 3 days and nights to just find her...in that kind of weather!" Hikema kept staring into Luna's eyes as she bit down on her lower lip. The più she stared into her eyes, the più she wanted her to eat her heart. "Luna, please," she pleaded sorrowfully. Luna sighed before embracing the child. The detto child's eyes widened at the hybrid's motion...she was gentle. She never realized how smooth and milky Luna's skin was...Luna had such a beautiful smell...it was a combination of caramelle rose and latte strawberries.
The Longer she stared at Luna, the più she saw Shina. Shina was the most beautiful Angel in the world. She helped orn Luna da fusioning with her Demon Hikaru. A flash ack of Shina growing crazy after her only family memer died, her mother....Shina had a coltello in her hand, a face of pure hate and terror, tears of hate not sadness o joy, blood splattered night gown, white wings spread out, and blood splattered all over her face and hands..."Say so long to innocence..." Hikema thought as she broke herself out of her trance.
Luna stood up, breaking the heavy gaze. She held out her hand towards Hikema. Hikema softly smiled as she accepted Luna's hand. "One day, Luna, te will turn the night into the dawn; te are as bright as the moon!" Hikema thought. Their hold on eachother's hand didn't sposta o change. Luna embraced her again più gently than the first time.. "I'm ready," the Angel whispered. Luna used her free hand to do this operation...The Lord's hand went transparent and ghost-like. She slowly pushed it through the angel's chest. Hikema smiled againist Luna's chest. She was happy...she would be with Luna forever. Mileena just watched in amazement. She never knew Hikema cared THAT much.
Hikema could feel her cuore turn to ghost as Luna's hand clenched her hand around it...Luna quickly pulled it out, she didn't want to do it slowly cause it would be più painful..for both of them. Hikema's beautiful green smeraldo eyes widened before she smiled againist the hybrid lord's skin and faded away; her smile never weavered.
Tears started to slide down Mileena's face as she saw Luna stare at the innocent angel's cuore in her hand. Luna's eyes were filled with great sadness and regret, but her face was emotionless; a mask of indifferent. "Luna! Don't just stare at it! Fufill her wishes!" She shrieked. The sourcer back stepped when Luna sharply but evilly glared at her. "Luna...what have te become?..." she thought.
Luna gently pushed the ghost cuore into her chest, feeding herself. A tear went down her face as she looked down. "I can't be around here..." she mumbled under her breath. Mileena keen could pick up her words that were spoken so softly, but if a mere human was in this room right now, they wouldn't be able to hear her words. Mileena raised an eyebrow in domanda at Luna's statement.
"What do te mean?", she asked with quite confusion. Luna looked up slowly, her bangs covering her eyes in a creepy way, her face was dark, but tears were strolling down her beautiful pale face. Mileena knew Luna was crying, but for what? Luna sighed depressingly, but she didn't glance at Mileena once.
"Leon, is getting hurt because of me...I can't be around anyone!" she clenched her fists da her side as she gritted her teeth. Mileena took a step back, fearing her Lord.
"Luna, don't say tha-", she was cut off when she heard Luna's sobbing. Luna was crying hard now! Crying because of Leon! A human!
"Don't Mileena, just dont..," her voice softned as she glanced back down to the ground. "I just killed Hikema and Leon is exausted because of me! te guys are being haunted da Ruby and my fiancee Midnight! Don't te get it?!" She screamed. "ME! IT IS BECAUSE OF ME!" Mileena sighed as Luna's anger began to cool off, she strolled towards Luna to comfort her, but was only pushed away.
"Luna...if te care that much...then let Leon go..." she mumbled. Luna's head shot up like a bullet. This was a good idea...a perfect idea! Without her, Leon wouldn't get hurt!
"yeah, alright." Luna walked upstairs, leaving a worried female sourcer behind. Luna quietly walked upstairs in the dark hallway. Only the shafts of moonlight glanced upon Luna. The most beautiful quiet breathing ever to dance in the hybrid's ears belonged to Leon. ...

Luna leaned againist the door frame of the boy's room, glancing upon his peaceful, yet heaving body. She softly smiled her true smile as she walked towards him. She sat on the edge of the bed, beside him. The letto creaked, making the boy turn and lay on his back. Luna's facial expression morphed into the sadness one yet. "Thank you...Leon Trinity...you will always be remembered in my heart. Please, don't be angry. I am erasing me from your memory and life..so te don't get hurt because of me..." She leaned in, closing the distance between their faces...she was about to baciare him!! Luna closed her eyes slighty as she leaned closer to his beautiful rose petal lips. She was an inch away! Just a little closer...then the clock chimed midnight. Luna suddenly came to an hault, eyes opened wide in shock...."Im am only built for sin...i can't tint your lips..and body...but your memories and mind won't be for long...because I'll be gone.." she whispered sincerly. The moon sighed as it's light started to go dim..and owls could be heard outside in the dark night...
 Luna Lacrimosa (Rouch draft of her)
Luna Lacrimosa (Rouch draft of her)
posted by DxCFan123
MONTH 12, DECEMBER 28, THE giorno SADAO IS TO DIE
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I ran away before Sadao woke up, taking my scythe with me. I was to be away from him all day, anyways. I walked around the town, looking for something to do until 1:10.

I really don't understand why I had to spy on him, he dies either way.

I just jumped around from rooftop to rooftop, watching random people on the street. I ended up doing this until noon, which is when I decided to follow Sadao. He did things that a regular person would do, went to the bank, bought some groceries, went out to eat, etcetera, etcetera, etcetera....
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posted by DxCFan123
This chapter and the successivo will be very quick, for I am probably going to quit Fanpop, there's not enough things for me to do here.
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MONTH 12, 3 WEEKS UNTIL SADAO IS TO DIE
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Kat's POV
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Before I went to sleep, I checked my soul book. It read

SADAO MEIWAKU
AGE: 17
TIME OF DEATH: DECEMBER 28TH, 1:10 P.M.
TO BE KILLED BY: KURO NEKO
CAUSE OF DEATH: HIT da A BUS


Tears filled my eyes. I was to kill my Amore in 3 weeks. I was going to murder him, and there was nothing I could do about it. It was against the shinigami rules...
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posted by dragonwriter
As light fades the brightest of souls can even be turned to do the darkest of things. As time time pushes inoltrare, avanti the mind and body of an individual changes for either good o bad. the decisions they make and the things they do will stick with them forever. I was told this many years fa da a wise old man that fortold my future. He detto "the one with the dragon soul is not alone in the world he knows." After being told this it left me nothing but confused but i had a feeling that it wouldn't be the last time i heard of it.
posted by StarsGoBlue
God's Lost Child 
Chapter 2: An Indefinite Prisoner Of War 

"Unbelievable! Un-fucking-believable."
A nerdy blonde cussed as he stormed  through the upper deck of Sovereign, his hands raised above his head in protest. 
"Oh, let's put Baird in charge of the rookie! Since he's busy anyway. Let's just give him più shit to do, that's easier on us!"
He continued to fume violently as Nicole followed a sicuro, cassetta di sicurezza distance behind. The rest of Delta Squad had dispersed to their cabins to change into their night attire. Baird had been chosen to school the rookie, thanks to his big mouth.  After a bit of sighing...
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In this series of guides, I'll be mostrare te the best techniques for Scrivere your story. These are tried-and-true techniques, and they work.
First up: characters. Every story has characters. We all know that. But what te may not realize is that some portions of a character need not be mentioned. Why spend three pages on your character's dimples if they have nothing to do with the plot? In order to keep your readers hooked, te have to yourself to things that are involved with the plot.
Before te decide on a plot, te should get to know each of your characters. After all, you're telling...
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posted by PhoenixRoyale
This is another poem that I have written. It was inspired da some commenti about stuffed animals/plushies on Youtube being people's friends. Enjoy.
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The Stuffed Animal.
To some, they are stupid.
They are useless.
They are disgusting little balls of fluff.

Those people think that it's necessary
to pick on the innocence of others
for having a collection of their own.
They poke fun, they tease, they even insult.

They target that person's age.
Sometimes even their gender.
They think they need to grow up.
They think these fluffy plushies are meant for babies.

But to those innocent people,
the ones who are quite...
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posted by shenelopefan
Dañada

Estoy quebrada. Lo que soy es lo que necesitas. Mi corazón se rompió mucho tiempo atrás, pero no me importó. En ti deposité toda mi esperanza. En ti proyecté, todo lo que odiaba de mí misma y traté de curarte.

Estoy dañada. ¿Qué no lo ves? A tu sola disposición estoy ¿No es así? ¿No ha sido siempre así?

Pero tú también estás dañado. Quizás más que yo. Yo quiero arreglarte, cuidarte, hacerte ver lo importante que eres y lo valioso que tú no ves en ti mismo. Quiero que veas lo mismo que yo veo en ti. Quiero que sepas lo importante que eres para mí.

Soy un desastre....
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posted by shenelopefan
La parte prohibida del parque

"La depresión es la que guía, la alegría es la que llega"

En la ciudad dónde yo vivía de niña, había un parque en dónde siempre pasaba las tardes con mis amigos. Éramos un grupito de niñas y niños que nos juntábamos a jugar en ronda, cantábamos canciones que no tenían sentido (casi nuestro propio idioma, de hecho) y recorríamos todo el parque jugando a las escondidillas.

Bueno, no todo el parque porque había una a la que los adultos no les gustaba que vayamos. Era un sector tan lleno de árboles que, desde afuera parecía una selva en medio de un parque...
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posted by alejpatv
    The light of the fuoco faded as I got further into the forest. I jumped over roots and ducked under branches that threatened to whip my face. I ran as hard as I could. To escape, I had to keep my sister sicuro, cassetta di sicurezza and fulfill the wish of the village chief. My tears already used and dried, but the pain in my cuore still wouldn’t leave. An emptiness had taken hold where my safety and secure feelings had once been.
    On the edges of my vision, I saw a flash. I skidded to a stop and looked to where I thought I had seen it. There was a clearing where the full...
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The room is silent, as always. Nothing can be heard, aside from the soft rasp of pencil on paper. Words take form, joining various thoughts into one whole. On the outside, nothing is different from the average writer. To find what sets me apart, we must look deeper than the surface.
Inside my mind, immagini and ideas race about, sometimes colliding, sometimes not. This whirlwind is composed of everything I know, read, seen, heard, o thought of. It is here that my greatest works begin to form.
To mostra how thw whiirlwind works, let us have an example. During practice for spring track, I noticed...
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posted by Lord_Anubis
If te mates like it, comment, I'll make più if anyone notices it =3

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''Oi, te guys! What are te doin'?!'' screamed a brown haired boy from the street.
''Mind your own business and go back under your momma's skirt, o you'll get some too!'' replied the tallest boy on playground, probably the leader of the rest 4 boys.
5 of them were teasing one small boy, taking away from him candies and ruining his game on playground. The brown haired boy frowned with his black eyes and started walking towards them.
''You scum really have guts! 5 tall Cani on 1 small...
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posted by dragonsmemory
The Eden Chronicles is the fantasy series I am currently working on. As the series is in progress, I decided to add a club here, allowing you, Reader, to tell me your thoughts.
In Scrivere the series, I decided to document the entire history of Eden. I called this place Eden because it is where the spirits of dead animali and plants are taken. No humanspirit has ever been pure enough to come here. Eden is a true paradise.
The first book, A Little Bit più Than Love, takes place toward the end of Eden's history. Later in the series, I hope to explain the past. Once I get caught up, I will then...
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If we go threw our universe, we come on end of it. Our eyes see it like shadow, it’s cold and slimy, but if we are enough careful, we will see…
…we will se nothing. Our eyes aren’t made to see this material; like mice can not see glass, we can’t see this material called Transparent Dust o Samíbi like human–shape being call it.
They are almost like people. Difference is just in hair and body language. It’s maybe impossible how any person can have different body language than you, but these beings called Pobabs have. When they are happy they lie down on belly, close their eyes and...
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posted by Kimi4312
Chapter 3: Here It Goes Again.
Roxana woke up one night to hear a loud howl outside her window, she slided herself out of letto with her covers wrapped around her, she walked toward the window and saw a somewhat a large white lupo outside, watching her then it turned its head to hear other Lupi howling, the white lupo runs off to follow the howl, Roxana felt like she knew that lupo for a long time, Roxana walked back to her letto and lies down, but she couldn't sleep, she kept tossing and turning but she couldn't sleep, she sat up, grab her wallet and pull out a foto of a beautiful, pale-skinned,...
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posted by Kimi4312
Chapter 1: Don't Change Me.
A young and beautiful succubus named Roxana opened her green eyes as she sees the sun flooded her dark room with lights from her windows, she sat up in her twin bed, the mattress was tan and her covers were Cioccolato brown color, she pulled herself out of the letto and throws on her black tank top, then she slipped on her jeans on her long and beautiful legs, Roxana then walked in her bathroom and brushed her long red hair slowly as she stares at herself in the mirrior, she put her brush on the sink and walked outside, as she walks, she turns around as she feels like...
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We were builders. We were builders, fighters, scholars, but più importantly, friends. When the Government took all our rights away, our food, money, our culture, we allied ourselves against it. But they had a machine. A machine that could sail the seas and air. It was called, The Oppresive. The Oppresive forced us underground, making us creatures of the very soil they walk on. But it is time for our revolution. We have a great machine, bigger than the Oppresive, and stronger than it. It will trample them like a boy tramples grass. No resistance at all, we are sure of it. We are ready. We have...
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posted by DarrenGruch
Ever since my family died down to be just me.... I`ve been alone since they died in a car accident. I got out fine (only with cuts and a migrane), but they died. I now live with my grandpa... but he doesn't get me..... I cut my self, dresss diffrently, and never really talk.

4 days after the funeral for my family.... I became Emo. But the giorno my Family died, something changed within me..... something good went rotten.
My Grandpa see's it, but ignores my pain and anger... only if that drunk driver that hit us was sober and never... spun out of control. Some giorno I hope his cuore gives out and he dies in jail.

Does any one feel the same?
posted by noahnstar1616
"Are okay, V?" Francine was checking me for bruises.

"I'm fine."

"We're so telling the principal." Zoey grabbed my arm.

"No, it's okay. She didn't hurt me." I rubbed my arm where Mercury dug her nails in. She didn't leave permanent marks.

"What happened?" They both waited for my response.

I told them how Mercury knew that I felt something when Cameron was visiting me in the hospital. How she knew I was trying to get him back. How I saw her eyes glowing red, like a sea witch's eyes when angry.

"You know what this means, right?" Francine and I waited for Zoey's answer. "That Mercury is the sea witch...
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posted by gumball789
I live in my opinion possibly the most ghetto town in the United States, Pittsburgh. People have been committing suicide all over town. Population all over town has been decreasing, fast. Some of my Friends were so depressed that they were thinking about "joining the crowd". I wouldn't live without my friends. I don't want my Friends to go as well as my mom and dad. Yes, I'm an orphan. I've been an orphan for about three weeks. My Friends have disappeared. I think they went to Clarion; but I could be wrong. There have been tons of fights at my school. Most of the people that were committing suicide were middle school and high school aged. I was getting really tired really fast. I climbed up in a albero and found a comfortable spot and fell asleep. successivo thing I knew, I was tied up on a pole.







Sorry for cliffhangers....
posted by DxCFan123
I came back to reality when she mentioned coming home. "N-N-No it's fine, I can go home da myself" I detto to her
"Come on! It's OK with me!" she detto and pulled me out of the hospital and forced me to tell her the way home. I told her to stop when we arrived in the cemetary. "My house it just down there" I said, pointing down the strada, via to some houses.
"No one has lived in that house for years, Sam. They're still all for sale, too." she said, glaring at me through her slit eyes. She turned around and pushed me through the large gates causing me to almost fall over a headstone. Suprisingly, I...
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