A story isn't just a bunch of words slapped onto a page. It's a living, breathing manifestation of your imagination. This guide explores aspects most guides don't touch on such as memorable protagonists, world building, character psychology, and backstory, and many more. It will help you flesh out your ideas and make them fascinating and memorable.

This is where I write poetry with no rhyme scheme and call it free verse.

Abandon all hope, ye who enter here.

A collection of short stories ranging from edited to unedited, from a long time ago to the present, and from loved to hated.

The name's Chaos. Chaos Killbourne to be exact. People call me reckless, but they're wrong. I'm more like the perfect storm. Destroy an entire city with a single glance? I can do that. Wipe mankind off the face of the earth once and for all? I can do that too. Born to lead a revolt of epic proportions so the Dark Ones can rise up and rule the world is my destiny. Refusing to follow direct orders and become a weapon of mass destruction is my downfall. Cursed by fate, I'm currently on a collision course to form the perfect union in order to balance my explosive supernatural powers before I self-destruct, and take the planet with me. There's just one tiny problem. Once formed the union can never be broken. With a bad attitude and an even worse temper I can't be tamed. Not that I have time to worry about my love life, of course. I'm just trying to make it through high school in one piece. All I know for sure is that the future of mankind rests in my hands, which really pisses me off. I never asked to save the world. After all, I was born to destroy it. Copyright © 2014 ~ Somerlea All rights reserved. No part of this book may be reproduced or transmitted in any form or by any means without written permission from the author. Cover Art by Photographer Marcus Ranum.

Kali's life is in ruins, and she has no one left to turn to. But her family isn't dead....it's much worse than that. The world isn't the way it used to be. Buildings crumble, cars sit under layers of dust and the only people that walk the streets are the soulless, shambling creatures with no knowledge of who they are any longer. Kali Williams knows she can't hide for long, and when the soul suckers come for her she runs, breathless with fear, straight into the arms of a mysterious stranger who calls himself "the guardian".

In which a girl falls in love with music.

I am silver. He is gold. I am iron. He is steel. I am a seed. He is a sprout. I am good. But he's just always better. © 2014 by kikipower123 (Linda). All rights reserved.

Because I write things too, sometimes. Even if they suck and are unedited. Very unedited.

The joy of killing! The joy of seeing killing done-these are the traits of the human race at large.