Improvising Stories

Sophie Foster is getting desperate. Keefe is in a coma. Forgotten secrets are being revealed. Love triangles need sorting out. And she never knows when the Neverseen are going to strike. Can Sophie handle everything, or will this be her swan song? (My version of KOTLC book nine. Please read!)

Book one

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I huffed and spread my arms wide open. "I said leave." She looked up at me, eyes with such thinking that I'm only a bug to her but she's the one who looks like a dwarf to me. "I don't take orders from an angel from enemy church." She said with what she thought was a superior voice which only ended up with a low pitched voice with a tinge of high pitch. "That doesn't mean I won't stop you nearly passing through these lines." Her face scrunched into the 'I-can't-hold-my-poop-anymore‘ face. "There is one wingless angel over a thousand nuns and other angels." The nun crossed her arms. "The ratio of nuns and angels are one to five. It seems that angels are the dominant in this religious army." I scanned the crowd. "And it also looks like these angels were only summoned. They don't have the aura that they are here because they volunteered." I added. "So what. With all these wings and swords and armors against two of your swords." The nun rolled her eyes. I made Chester smile.

Real-time invention and the poetry of music

This is just a book of gifts to friends and followers that request a short story. Now if you request I can't guarantee I'll know exactly what you're requesting. For instance I'm knowledgeable about things such as: Undertale, Star Wars, etc. I'm not very familiar with: BTS, Walking Dead, etc. So maybe let's talk about requests and then I'll confirm if I'm capable of giving you a gift. Edit: And now this story will also include random scenes, short stories, drabbles, etc. of random OCs that I can conjure up. This helps me make sure that none of my writing goes to waste and I can improve more. The requests are still completely open to anyone. Disclaimer: I do not own the cover photo.

When a girl is left in the darkness, the only hope to the people around her, is the adds of an old mental hospital, made to take care of such issues. With no strength to object, the girl is brought to a place she has no knowledge of. Left alone with the parasite she can't use medicine to ride of, she has to hope the place will do it's job, and take out the darkness before she can't see the light. This is a old story I made one summer. I took it as inspiration, used some words, but changed most of it to my new writing style, and how I want it to sound now that I have more practice. I couldn't find the owner of this image even though I had their name saved. I know their on Tumbler, but I'm sorry I can give credit, even though how bad I want to. I DON'T OWN THIS IMAGE!

Just some poems i made! I hope you like them. Sorry if i spelled anything wrong! I am so bad at spelling. So yea. Enjoy!

Sam is annoyed, they're grounded and not allowed to go to the woods to fight monsters with the kids next door, and when a threat comes, juggling trying to stop it and pretending to be committing to There grounding sentence is tricky. Thankfully Sam is used to this stuff. I'm making everything here up on the spot, stuff will be exploded, i promise.