Lady Scrivere

I'm Scrivere two novels, I know what most people think (WHY!) but i've decided to do one hand written and work upon it at school, where one of my teachers is happy to look at and talk to me about the errors that I've done. Whereas the other novel I'm working on the computer which i would like people to read it and discuss whats good and bad about it. Anyway, I've copied and pasted this novel that I've begun from an animal crossing forum and here it is.


Chapter 1: The Frowning Mirror

The heat swarmed around me, wrapping me with comfort and content. I knew that this feeling that conflicted with...

He smirked. “Hello Sadie” he sang, I closed my eyes and then opened them again, hoping I was going blind. I heard footsteps behind me and then a loud scoff. “What’re te doing here?” Ethan asked, I opened my mouth to answer for Adam but was interrupted. “I came here to see Sadie” he said, I sighed. Ethan looked to me and gave me a look, one I noticed he used to give to me when we were kids and I had stolen his toy. “Is this true did te ask him to come?” Ethan asked me, I shrugged. “I don’t think so” I told him, I heard Adam laugh. “I’m so glad this amuses you!”...

"Okay Starr your message has been put through. The council and your parents will get it in time when te get back," Whitney says on the phone.
I sigh in relief "That's good. Thanks whitney. da the way how do te like your new job? Councilman and messenger!" I gush
Whitney has been my friend since forever when we both finished college eight months fa we both got different jobs. I work as a time traveller recording things from the past.
"It's great Starr! I get paid a lot. How bout you?" she asks
"Well going back is great but some of the people back then are annoying. Well I got to get to...

((I'm combining the first and secondo chapters to make it long enough for the article. And I know my story starts slow, but please hang with me. I promise it gets più exciting))

Stewie (my little brother) and I found a new camp last night with other runaways. This was the biggest camp we've seen so far, but it's shelter, however temporary.

There were four people already here, plus Stewie and I, so we now have a camp of 6. There's Garret, who is my age, Mary, who is 16 and the twins, Eliza and Scott.

We are very well-supplied here, and so deep off the trails I doubt anyone will find us. It's...

We finally stopped when we reached the lake at the back of Ferntree Collage. My body was aching I hadn't run that much in so long and gosh this bag is heavy.
"I don't know if he saw us, we might not have ran far enough. So keep quiet and rest." Amber whispered
My sides ached as I breathed, but I needed to know who we were running from. Even if it killed me.
"Who...did...we...escape from?" I managed to say, though I'm surprised she heard it.
"It was Brent. I saw him coming and he looked angry"
The aching seemed to disappear as I sat up and stared into Amber's eyes.
"It was Brent?!" I whispered more...

The picture on Linda's letto side tavolo stared at her and she had had enough. Moving quickly she pulled her covers off and was slipping her feet into her runners.
Wearing the same thing she went to letto in, black tracksuits, a white long sleeve superiore, in alto and a puma jumper, Linda left the house and made her way to the old hospital on foot.
The night was dark and shadows seemed to be following her every footsteps. The lights from the strada, via lamp didn't do much, only illuminating one cerchio making each imagined shadow larger.
She had made it through two streets and one alley way but the constant thought...

Shaun

"Your girlfriend called. She wanted to talk to you," Jason said.

I pushed past him and grabbed the phone. I punched in the correct numbers and Serena picked up on the first ring. She sounded as if she'd been crying.

"Are te alone?" she asked.
"Yes," I glanced at Jason's retreating form. He was going to pallacanestro, basket practice.
"It's important," she said, hesitantly.
"You can tell me," I said, patiently.
"God, I'm scared," she whispered.
"Of what?"

Suddenly, she screamed into the phone.

"What's wrong?" I asked.
"It's moving," she whispered again, sounding panicked.
"What is, Serena?" I probably...

Hayden p.o.v
I sat there staring out into the cold city, one of the quirks with flying is te can go anywhere. I sighed and lay down; the floor was cold at the Empire state. “Why would I try to baciare her?” I asked myself. I shook my head. “You’re an idiot Hayden” I told myself. She didn’t have feelings for me after 3 days what the hell was I thinking? I asked myself again. Did I even have feeling for her? I mean I’m an Angel I can’t do the things that most human boys can do. I sighed and got up; the sun was starting to come up, not that anyone in the Underworld slept. I looked...

Billy’s p.o.v
“I can’t believe girls got a ghost hunt” Rocco mumbled. We were all bummed the girls always got the good cases. “Yeah, I heard it’s about a guy who had scratched on his back” Max said. I sighed. “What cases do we have?” I asked Caleb looked down at his computer. “A girl says that her boyfriend was on a hiking trip and he hasn’t called o communicated with her since last week” he said. I rolled my eyes. “Do te think there’s anything to worry about?” I asked them, they all shrugged but Caleb nodded. “Even if there isn’t we have to help her anyway”...

Ximena knelt down besides the majestic bed. She could no longer hold back her tears. Her hands were wrapped around the lifeless form of the Cid. The cruel wound had finally extinguished the light which had burned bright and guided the people of Valencia through the dark times. Their beloved Cid was no more.


Rodrigo Diaz de Bivar, El Cid had commanded the Spanish conquistadors against the invasion of Yusuf‘s Berber armies. A mighty leader he was, who fought with Supernatural vigour and whose energy was transmitted to all who fought beside him. Many legendary battles he had waged and won. Undefeated...

Narrator: Macbeth slowly entered the crept room were Duncan was sleeping soundly. Macbeth quietly began to reach for his sharpened dagger. Macbeth pondered many thoughts regarding the demise of Duncan, but never to this degree. Now, the time had come to fulfill the quest to be crowned king. Duncan suddenly returns to reality. Visualizing Macbeth da his bedside withholding a dagger pointed at his wretched chest. Would this mean the end of Macbeth’s planned tragedy o the end of Duncan’s existence?
Duncan: Cousin, why hast thou forsaken me?
Macbeth: Forsaken you? Thou hast forsaken me. Thou...

I pull into the parking lot of the country council men office and get out. Hmm what should I do with Elliot? I can't leave him in the car he'll die of heat. I could leave the air on. Nah I'll just put him behind stage when I talk to the councilmen.
I pull out Elliot and put him over my shoulder. Everybody is strong in the future.
Elliot murmurs something like "Oh I Amore te too Starr!"
Aww how sweet. I take out duct tape and tape his mouth shut. Ahh that's much better
I carry Elliot towards the building and when I get inside I don't see Whitney. Hmm that's strange she works here shouldn't...

A sirens call…

Chapter 1: Purple Eyes?

First giorno back never expected any class to be fun except maybe drama o music, I played the keyboard and my best Friends hated Musica and as always they tried to avoid any conversation involving the shy girl who apparently has a beautiful Canto voice but some reason the girls flinch away from the sound of her voice even when talking yet all the guys – straight and bi – seem to be mesmerised like there was nothing else that mattered like there was a different entity involved. I have only heard her sing once when we were in eighth grade everyone either...

My secondo super hero story. There are five characters and they meet the same person on different days. It takes five days for everybody to meet everybody. Keep in mind some of the powers the kids have are stupid but I tried to get powers that kids wouldn't have. Enjoy o not.

Preface (Very stupid now that I reread it)
In the anno 3112 a few adults had children that had super powers. I tracked them all down and they joined me in the battle of keeping the world alive. I tracked down the five children and they all have different powers. How do I know? I'm Physic and my name is Scott Bering.

Chapter...

I woke up in Ethan’s arms, which was più comfortable than it should have been. I didn’t want to sposta o wake him, he looked peaceful and it was better when he was quite. I sighed and then saw his eye flutter. ‘Crap!’ I thought to myself, is eyes fully opened and turned to me. “Morning” he yawned, I smiled. “Morning, sleepy head” I giggled. He then signed. “Come on we have to get ready for school” he said, I moaned and got out of bed. I looked back and saw Ethan getting up. I opened my mouth to say something but was cut off da Gloria barging in. “Morning sleepy beauties’”...

It's harder to forgive than to forget,
vice-versa, either way, it's still a threat,
time passes, memory flashes,
you're rememberin'
thoughts are coming in
no way to escape it, its a no win.
drives te insane, te try to up your game,
tell yourself they'll regret it and they'll live in shame,
just cause they dragged your name,
across every damn lane,
and te got hurt every time, yeah te still in pain,
and it ain't the same, te all tense around them,
and più anger do te gain.
Deep down it's still hurtin' you
like every wound would,
it's like a throbbing cut
that keeps your eyes tight shut,
and te sound out...

Chapter 1- Star
On a warm summers evening, (all that once upon a time thing makes me feel sick, I swear) the secret Hultimore strada, via was silent, with exceptions of course. The crunch of gravel under the feet of a lonely traveller was amiss.
The One.
People would do anything to be away from him. This man was different. He was the type of person that hated to be thought the same as anyone else so he made sure everyone knew he was different from every single being, he was most powerful. But that was about to change.
Carol Beech was expecting a baby in any minute. She was sat in a red armchair...

Belinda’s p.o.v

I waited in the graveyard for something to happen, anything. “Oh come on” I moaned, being a slayer and all te think I’d be all Buffy, come on let’s get them, but really it’s terrible, te never get to sleep at night, all your best clothes get blood on them and the hunters are always late to meetings and graveyards. There are 4 hunters: Rocco was the big one, the one who handle the muscle, he had brown and blue hair and pitch black eyes, his figure was a lot like a wrestler...big. Max was the badass one, he was good looking, that’s all I could say was good about...