Истории Forlorn

Sanji x Reader!Seer angst One-Shot. Sanji was always a mysterious being. He was known as the sous chef of the Baratie and the apprentice of Red-Leg Zeff. Everything else was unknown. Luffy - being the person he is - had accepted him the moment he heard of his cooking. However, what do you do when you have the ability to see the future? What happens when Sanji's past comes to haunt him? //Disclaimer: I, Hidrome, do not own One Piece or any of these images. If you want me to remove them, please let me know.//

Annie is back! Read along to learn about the next adventures of her life...or, rather, her death....

this is composed many different types of writings, different forms of art. enjoy it, ignore it, hate it. I don't really care, but here it is.

"There are moods of life you can't understand, sometimes, you'll just feel it."

Aphrodite Montana is a strong girl,lahat ng naging problema niya sa buhay ay hinarap niya ng magisa. Si Chris Nicholas ang tanging lalaking nagpatibok ng puso niya. Paano kung ito rin ang dahilan ng pagigig mahina niya? Sa paanong paraan?

The line between solemn despair and happiness can sometimes be quite thin.

poem on love a with rhetorical questions.

Sango is retired from demon slaying, and her and Kagome spend their time looking after the children, while Kagome practices the art of being a priestess. Miroku and InuYasha spend most of their time training and exercising demons. Everything seems to be falling into place until one day, Sango's youngest appears moody and distant. What could be wrong with their perfect little haven?

Poem

Drew is a sexy vampire despite her age. She's fierce, smart, and deadly. Drew waits for her singers (men whose blood calls to her) to come along every couple of hundred years before she stalks, seduces, and kills them. -But what happens when she falls in love with one? ALL RIGHTS RESERVED THIS STORY BELONGS TO 8U88LY (JOSIE) AND IS THEREFORE PROTECTED BY THE COPYRIGHT LAW ANY UNAUTHORIZED PUBLICATION OF THIS STORY IS PROHIBITED

Go ahead, sweet little darlings, and let your cerebral frolic in the fields of Daisy-- ECole789

A collection of poems about Perspective

Oft hope is born when all is forlorn.

I still want the same person who HURTS me a lot. And Love? Love didn't hurt you, Someone who doesn't know how to love, hurts you so bad.

This is something that I always undergo through.