Just a stone throw away from my front door is the cross roads. This is the sudden stop where the houses end and thick bushes of thorns and overgrown grass emerge. Where the white lines in the middle of the road stopped and the green moss began. The street lights would give way to darkness. This is a short story based on true event. Enjoy -M.V Kimba.

A collection of what I call "bored poems." These are the poems written while on long car journeys, during sleepless nights and above all when homework is due and the procrastination side of me takes over. It's called "It's getting dark" because for whatever reason, the poems that i write all seem to refer to lighting and the fading of light to dark. Perhaps it's due to the absence of dimmer lights that I always admired. Anyway, whatever caused it I hope you enjoy reading my classy poems. P.S. Amateur is just my style...

My name is Vincent Valentine Veritas. I was brought up by my two caring parents in a unusual world where your level matters.

These are just some quotes that I thought were really cool and thought I'd share with you guys!

Ben is a lonely prince with a cold and sadistic front, running a kingdom without a king. Nana is the lone heir to the kingdom of the fairies, her sister murdered by Ben's father. Mika is Michael, a girl disguised as a boy, hiding as the Captain of the Guard. Her whole family was murdered. Yaron is....Yaron, a lutenist without a home, friend of Captain Michael, and a bit of a perv. Ecra is dying. Efrya is wilting. Nveryoith has disappeared. With these four people trying to save the world... It'll be entertaining, that's for sure.

Wherein an oblivious girl works in a coffee shop.

Clara. She's from one of the high family's in the Zedorians race. Made to suffer through the challenges and heartbreaks. She hoped the worst was over. Unfortunately that isn't the case. In a journey full of love, blood and tears.....she doesn't stop till she finds out the truth.