Chivalrous Histoires

He stepped closer. She shuddered, remembering the taste of his lips, and yet the fire in his golden eyes as HE appeared. HE stared at her like she was the only one in the room, the prized stag in a wood full of hunters. She couldn't help being drawn to them both. One devil-may-care and indescribably desirable. The other, sweet, the perfect gentleman, a tender smile that would lift her heart. But she knew she had to stay away. She knew. But she didn't. Meet Yasmin Vuong. 17 years old, trashy-looking. Is she normal? Eh. Are her friends normal? Eh. Is her life normal? Bleh. But when she meets them, everything changes. Literally. Two hot twins. One bad boy like a young Jack Frost. One with a heart like gold and looks like the sun. Yet both have a dark secret. Mystery and the shadow of the past loom over both boys. Which one will Yasmin fall for? A fluffy story. Contains charcters you will fangirl over and cannot be helped.

Forever single Emily Going on a school trip without her friend like a loner Hoping her friend from the other class will let her hang out with their group on this trip. Little did she knew what will happen when she does...

Nearly 6 foot tall and the bright blonde hair, Bluebell turned heads wherever she went. When she moved from Missouri to Beverly Hills, she struggled to fit in at her new high school. Why is she being taunted by the chivalrous Marcus? And why does everything seem to be working against her. She faces neglect, emotional abuse and... love?

Chung myung, yn and tang bo are the bestest of friends, they have an unbreakable bond, on a faithful day, the demon cult announced war against the world, tang bo passed away while participating in that very war and leaves everything up to yn and chung myung, a month later, on the final battle, all mount hua disciples loose their life, nearing one of the ten great sects extinction, chung myung makes the final blow and is gravely wounded, yn is laying hopelessly ontop of dead righteous sect's corpses, she watches chung myung pull the final blow and end the battle, but it too late, not only for yn but also for Chung myung, after killing cheonma, chung myung feel ontop of corpses beside yn, she could see the look on his face, he was worn out, 'good night my bestest friend, chung myung-ah' was yn's last words I do not own any of the characters in the story, although i made this story up as it follows the return of the blossoming blade story line, all right reserved.

small poem about a guy gearing up to ask a girl out on a date. Chivalrous and heartwarming.

Love at first sight? Who knows.

When the last of the white knights searches for the last of the unicorns, they soon discover the secrets to their pasts and the fate of the land.

I accidentally deleted the stupid description \ : i am NOT re-typing that crap! MERREANO AND PENELOPE HAVE SUPERNATURAL POWERS AND LIKE EACH OTHER. OKAY. OH YEAH. PEOPLE CANT LOVE HIM. OR THEY DIE. </3

there lived a beautiful girl named Marissa, she was a goddess of all goddesses..she was so perfect and fragile..one day someone trapped her and was punished by the god of darkness , why did the gods and goddesses frame her.. it was so unfortunate and finally Marissa was sentenced and that punishment was.. she had to become a mother of a cruel royal knight..

She was his fatal love. He was her devotional love. He was weapon for his mother. She was destruction to her mother. He was a man with a bleeding past and she was a fuel to that past. Fate always know how to play pernicious. Fate played it's role and broke them. But their souls were entwined with each other, and they came back to entwine their souls. He knew loving her would destroy him and he chose to destroy himself. She knew loving him would not be easy but she chose the difficulty. Let's begin the story of two souls who loved each other even after knowing that it would break them or THEM!!!

She watched as the attenuate red and brilliant golden painted leaves mixed within the muddy browns that would soon wither away, ever so often a few would gracefully descend down to the forest floor, the frigid air already affecting the nature. winter is fast approaching. The young woman made her way though the thick forest. Her bovine blue eyes lightening up as the trees started to thin Solace flooded through her veins as she crossed the tree line and out into the small clearing consisting of a rather ample oak tree, its limbs interwoven like a maze within itself. A diminutive smile danced onto her face taking a deep breath she began to climb up the tree not stopping until she reached the branch she decided was her spot. She would spend most of here time up in the tree drawing the wildlife. Here the girl felt whole but she knew well she was the polar opposite, she was broken. How she got to this point was beyond her knowledge yet she knew where it started, him. The worst of it all is the girl had no cognition of who he was to her, no memories no reasoning as to why she feels her chest tightening with anguish at the mere thought of this faceless ghost.