Cries truyện

A poem made by Jeni Lei T. Malamug from 12-STEM VICTORY.

The story continues... Supernatural - Season 2 Riley, Dean and Sam must endure loss, deal with conflict, acknowledge their feelings and come out stronger than ever. The yellow-eyed demon is still alive, but other dangers await them. Riley learns more and more about herself and her past. Her life is turned upside down, but the one constant remains - Dean and Sam Winchester. Or do they? You can read all of this and more in Back to you - Dean Winchester ².

bone bōn/ verb study (a subject) intensively, often in preparation for something. ❝I can't remember. No matter how hard I try.❞ I which she can't remember him clearly. Cover by @argentsvogue

some reasons to not fall inlove with me. 'because i'm...

A white door. A little boy. A hallway. A tear. A mystery. This story will have SMALL chapters, which will make sense if you start reading it.

Hey, I just wanna say that apart from Hermione, all the characters belong to me. The story belongs to me. And the stuff i've written, it's not lie. I mean the story is fantasy but the theme isn't. It is reality. The war in Syria has killed about 10, 200 civilians including children, women and men. It is not something to ignore. i know my fan-fiction wont stop the war, or save lives. It wont do ANYTHING. I also know a lot of people will hate it and me for writing all that. But-it's-truth! I stick with the truth no matter how bitter it is. It does not do to dwell on dreams and forget to live. I wrote it to tell a FEW people (because i am not really famous on this site), about the reality of world. To make them believe that muslims are not evil. MAYBE..ONE of you MIGHT believe me. I hope you do. It took me so long to write it, i hope you like it. ~I wanna be a writer who can make a difference.

HIHIHI SORRY FOR NOT CONTINUING THE BBJ/BAMBUJEX STORY I GOT LAZY AND LOST MOTIVATIONNN enjoy these while u wait eheheh

Just something i made. nothing much. Or is it.

Tomorrow was all they kept saying. Tomorrow brought a better day. Ever since America was ruled by a Dictator the world has fell and crumbled into pieces. Leaving nothing for us. There was no peace, food, and worst of all privacy. You were expected to be quiet, keep to yourself, follow the rules. Work day to night, cries feel the cities, states. Armed soldiers walk around, no emotions ready to kill the next that refuse to abide by the law. How can they get out of this mess, easy it's called The Resistance. A group of people who can kick butt, and take down anybody that gets in their way. This group has been wanted for a while, no one knows who they are or where they are located. Will they get caught, will they die, could they save human race from destruction because of the one with power. Power that has destroyed and taken over. Or will there plan be crumbled, and it's every man for themselves. We will fight till the end if it is the last thing we do!

This is art, random oneshots and just extra things

This is a book of whats going on inside my ciel filled mind

Gil Brasser has killed women for fun and has a dark past. Mary and Matt try to catch him out, but will it go to plan?

Nagamahal, nasaktan , nagpakatanga , nagmahal muli.. Yan or i should say jan nagsimula or umikot ang buahy ni Xianna. Ano nalng mangyayari pag pagod na sya at handa n rin syang mahalin ng minamahal niya. Magkakaroon ba sila ng happy ending or hindi??

When Charlotte goes into a forest with a bunch of friends she's kidnapped, but after she escapes after being there 2 years her friends have forgotten her. Will she get them to remember her? Or will her kidnapper take her away?

"I can see up your skirt,Algebrainiac." "I don't give a fuck?"

The past is never forgotten.

Sequel to another story of mine: http://www.wattpad.com/story/1481935-tatilar-tatilar Just a small handful of weeks after I had stumbled upon a beaten child, I found myself within the place he called 'home'. Once again he was suffering, but this time from an entirely different type of pain than before. Being still the same heart and soul that existed the day when I first met him, I desperately attempt to rid the child, Kitlo, of his demonic ties.