Flock Stories

'Fight or Flight' is a fanfic based on ChristalScherer's book Upon Wings of Change. I recommend reading it first, as there is a spoiler for the end in chapter 18 of 60. Btw, this is my first fanfic, but not my first time writing. Scientists acquired alien tech, and being without a conscious, decided to experiment on humans. Sela was already out on her own at nineteen. Warren was twenty-three and months away from graduating top of his class. Both were taken, and both were turned into dragonettes. Not long after, the Votec wiped humanity off the face of the planet only to be run off themselves by the Kymari. Banded together with a few other dragonetts, Warren and Sela decided to stay away from the Kymari cities judging the monster-infected forest safer. However, as the years progressed, more dangers arose and chances of survival shrunk. They had to move. Nothing ever went as it was supposed to, and the attempt to relocate came at a high cost. Instead of simply trying to find a new home, Sela was left trying to find Warren while he struggled to make his way back to Earth after being taken. Escript: Was it worth it? Tasha could have been lying or even mistaken about Warren, but the image she shared-it was him. Without a doubt it was him. Sela swallowed hard watching the Kymari enter the shuttle; it was right there, her chance to get Warren back was in front of her, but there was a cost, and she wasn't sure she wanted to pay. She could leave and never look back. It would be that easy. All she had to do was turn around and go, but that meant leaving Macy alone with the Kymari. If her fears were true she couldn't leave him. She couldn't bring herself to move. Indecision kept her rooted to the spot, the seeping cold locking her muscles in place. She wouldn't go back into a cage-but Warren. How could she pass on a chance to get him back? She couldn't lead by herself, she needed him. She wanted him back. Whatever it took.

sonder n. the realization that each random passerby is living a life as vivid and complex as your own-populated with their own ambitions, friends, routines, worries and inherited craziness-an epic story that continues invisibly around you like an anthill sprawling deep underground, with elaborate passageways to thousands of other lives that you'll never know existed, in which you might appear only once, as an extra sipping coffee in the background, as a blur of traffic passing on the highway, as a lighted window at dusk.

Feathers of Faith is a collection of short stories about chickens to go along with Bible verses.

Hi, I'm Vanilla and this is my NONFICTION journal where I will try to grow wings :) I will be posting pictures bi-monthly, recording my height and weight and side effects. If you have been wanting to try and grow wings but not sure if it will actually work this is the journal for you! Add this to your library so you can be updated when I post a new journal entry! Here's the playlist I will use: https://www.youtube.com/playlist?list=PLw64-i90yRdTpKHouGp6IhEOrnImQ0bXd

The flock follows a handful of characters who are... different than others. They have wings and they are constantly hunted

They beat us, they brought us down to hell. The testings were horrible, you could hear the screams of pain from miles away. We must escape, or die trying.

In the foreground, a shepherd is seen from behind, wearing a reddish-brown robe that drapes over his shoulders and flows down to his ankles. His curly, dark brown hair is visible, and he holds a wooden staff with a curved top in his right hand. The shepherd's posture is calm and upright as he watches over his flock. Flock of Sheep: The sheep are dispersed across a gently sloping, lush green hillside. They are cream-colored with almond-shaped bodies, short legs, and small heads. Some are grazing with heads lowered, while others stand or walk with heads raised. Landscape: Rolling hills in the midground have varying shades of green and are separated by darker green lines of foliage, leading to more distant hills rendered in muted green and blue tones. On the right side, a solitary tree with a full, rounded canopy of dark green leaves stands against the rolling hills. Art Style & Mood: The illustration is rendered in a traditional, painterly style with detailed brushstrokes. The color palette consists of earthy greens, blues, and browns. The composition is balanced, with the shepherd and tree serving as focal points, and the flock adding depth and perspective. The mood is peaceful, reflective, and spiritually uplifting.

Lilly is amazing and she wanted a fandom so i made a fanfic about her

Te är en 16 åring som inte har tillåtelse att ha vänner. Te är en 16 åring som kan bli varg. Te är en 16 åring som har både nya och gamla sår på sin rygg. Te är en 16 åring som aldrig träffat någon som henne, tills en flock flyttar in i samhället. Ophelia är en varulv som aldrig haft ett permanent hem. Cole är en fuckboy som inte vill bli kär. Nike är en Alfa som söker efter något eller någon? Mason en perfektionist som aldrig syns. Zack en bror som skulle göra allt för sin syster. Isolde en mor som bara ville ha en duktig dotter. Petri en far som inte förstår. Om ni inte gillar blodiga scener eller misshandel, läs inte denna boken/novellen

Hi I'm Alice Ride. I'm a normal 14 year old girl... Scratch that I'm a 14 year old girl with wings and cool powers. Now you may think that's stupid but if you put down this book you have ended the world. I'm not kidding. What happened to me could happen to you... But put the book down and leave if you like a normal life and don't like adventures, Drama, Pain, and Gaining. Welcome to My Nightmare. I don't own Maximum Ride all credit goes to the great author James Patterson. Love his work XD

[COMPLETED] (and the writing in the beginning sucks. i might edit it but for now just know it gets at least slightly better over time) Oh, that's it! Gazzy, I thought you were on my side!" I huffed. "I'm easily persuaded," he said with a shrug that turned into a laugh as I took off after them. By the time Max and Fang arrived back at camp with six dead lizards in tow, we were all on the ground covered with a layer of sand and dust, out of breath but still laughing. "Oh jeez," Max said, but even Fang couldn't help but crack a smile. No matter what Itex might do to us, we would go through it together. ****************** My name is Sage Riale and I have wings. After being found out, I try to find the others like me - bird/human hybrids, that is - and a whole lot else in between. Either way, my life went to as normal as a girl with wing's life can get, to full of adventure, fighting, and loyalty. Plus the occasional, but not always normal, drama of a teenage bird girl. ****************** IMPORTANT NOTE: This is a fan fiction for The Maximum Ride series by James Patterson. I only own some of the characters. OTHER IMPORTANT NOTE: If you haven't read the Maximum Ride series you can still read this story, you will find out the plot for the series along the way. ******************

I KIDNAPPED FANG!!!! Right now he is in the basement drinking his 16th cup of coffee, slapping himself while saying, "This isn't real" Strange. As in DOCTOR STRANGE! Lol that was weird.

Here is a guide to Avians. It is mostly going to be pictures but I with also go into depth about some aspect that aren't as common. Yes this is Neo again. Why? Well because I am way to talkative and need to share stuff.

I'm so tired of finding shit about joining flock and then never finding them.so I wrote sign up sheets for everyone

so this is one series linking on with 6 ok? This is based on maximum ride, but from the point of view of Phoenix. I'll explain all....

Anya is the next Seeker.