Sapphire swallows
- Reads 142
- Votes 6
- Parts 5
Ongoing12m
Last published Mon, Apr 7, 2014
Hello. My name is Chloe, apparently.
I am thirteen years old, in human years, I guess.
I am a little girl, I think? I live here, in the place. I didn't really want to go here at first. My "mother" said "You know, you'll get there and love it. Just go with it.". I miss her, a bit, I guess, even if she wasn't really my mother anyway.
I found this body, she was lonely and scared. I guess I did her a favor... at least that's what I keep telling myself.
This world is strange, and weird, and confusing and emotional. I guess I like it though. I want to be everything. I want to live and be free and fly around the world. Will you travel with me?
All Rights Reserved
Join the largest storytelling communityGet personalized story recommendations, save your favourites to your library, and comment and vote to grow your community.
You may also like
Escape From Reality
Who was this boy who kept appearing in Chloe's dreams? Obviously he was just a figment of her imagination. Even if these dreams were extremely realistic. There is no way these dreams could be real right? ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------ "Isn't it obvious? It's magic." He takes my hand. "And with magic, anything is possible." He said this so genuinely, with so much sincerity in his tone, it was as if he actually believed it. "But magic isn't real." I reply back, frowning.Magic was something out of a fairytale, made to give children false hope. "It is!" He insists. I roll my eyes. "It is not." I retort. I crossed my arms. He sighs. "Whatever you say.'' ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------ I made this a while back but I decided to publish it in case anyone wants to read it. I know the plot is kinda all over the place so just bear with me lol. Completed Cover made using canva template :))Complete
A Love Worth Waiting For
[⚠ UNDER MAJOR EDITING ⚠] "W-why did you leave me?" I asked tears streaming down my face. "I'm sorry! I had to! I had no choice!" "Do you have any idea on what I went through?! At least he was there to help me!" "Please, just give me another chance!" He pleaded. Hurt, pain, guilt. I could see it all in his eyes. "Aren't we friends?" We both asked What happened to us? What happened to the joy and love I felt when he was there?! I wish I could just go back to the past, though I can't do that. "I don't know" I finally said as I turned away from him. Finally leaving him. ~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~ Meet Chloe! She's a happy, enthusiastic and funny girl. She always wore a smile! Though that was her before. She is now an introvert. A shy, quiet and stuttering girl. Her trust only relied on her closest friends. She doesn't believe on the saying 'true love'. Do you think it will change? Meet Kyle! A child of two hardworking individuals. His parents are rich and successful. They live in another country. A best friend of a girl he is inspired with. He is destined to have his parent's riches and company. He dreamed of this since he was little. Though is it is real desire? Or is it the desire to find love? Meet Nathan! A kindhearted, lovable and ambitious boy. He is always dedicated in the things he does. A love given to him from the girl he desires the most. Though it's all in the past. He is very serious about his dreams or ambitions. He's moto is "don't give up!". But will he give up in the face of love? Three different worlds. What will happen if they all collide? Will love blossom? Will they be happy on what people they become when they experienced love?Complete
All that is Darkness
To her mother she has always been Chloe, but to the rest of the world she has had many names. Her life is a fiction, like the stories in a book, changing from place to place, village to village, town to town, from one end of Haven to the other. It has been that way ever since she can remember: a life of secrets, constantly on the run, fleeing the mysteries of her mother's past. But now things are changing. She is changing. The world she thought she knew is a tissue of lies. Things are happening that she cannot explain: troubling dreams and nightmares that seem no less real than life itself. And as the truth about her mother begins to unfold, Chloe finds herself caught up in a web of intrigue and deceit that reaches back to before the founding of Haven, when plans were put in motion that would determine her future and set her on a path to places beyond her imagining. Questions mount, and answers remain elusive. And when a decades old book that maintains the world is not the way it's supposed to be comes into her possession, Chloe is in for the shock of her life. The deeper she digs, the more terrifying the truth, until at last she must confront the possibility that in a world where to be human is to be one of a tiny minority, she may not even be that. She may be something else. Someone else. And the only place she may be safe is in her other life.Complete
I am Chloe
A twelve year old girl feels neglected by everyone. She's a product of a bet, her mother left her, her father neglects her, and the rest of the world hates her. How will she handle life?Complete
Unintentional Passion
Geovanni Have you ever gotten that feeling that somebody was watching you? And that person who was watching you wasn't normal. I have felt that way all of my life; but then again I felt as if I went missing nobody would even notice or care I was gone. I am 23 and just graduated from college. I was there an extra year because I had to take care of my family. I had to transfer back into the city and pick up the extra work because my mom died, and my dad became addicted to anything that would numb his pain. My little sister and brother would be lost without me here. But now I could care less. A cold breeze blew through my window waking me up from my thoughts. I looked over in the corner and saw that nothing was there. It was odd because I felt like someone well more like something was there. It had to be my imagination getting the best of me. I laid back in my bed and closed my eyes. Then all of a sudden I got the feeling I wasn't alone. But the really strange thing is that even if there was someone in here with me I felt safe. Jordan. I watched her as she slept. In fact I have been watching her since she was born. I have waited half a century to find that one person. I think I have finally settled on her. She was my choice. I know. After being in as many relationships as I have you know things. I felt my fangs tingle. Her blood smelled so sweet. Her heartbeat was steady and strong. I took my tongue and ran it across my fang. The temptation to indulge in her red liquid was far too strong. I let out a low growl and jumped out her window. I was ready for a hunt. "Did you see her Jordan?" "Yes, and tomorrow night you will turn her," "Why do I have to turn her?" "Ezra, you know once you turn them, they hate you," "I didn't hate pops," "You wanted to join though," "True, but first see if she wants to be turn before you jump to conclusions," I nodded my head, before me and Ezra took off to find some fresh blood for the night.
Grey
Dear whatever, Or is it whoever? I don't know, I'm not a writer anyways. Hi, I'm Arielle, but please call me A, I'm sick of hearing my name, or anyname actually, it just bothers me that I'm not actually as special as they'd want me to believe. Who's they? Oh, I don't know, everyone? Society? Whatever, so I guess I should tell you what this is about, eh? I'm writing this so I have something to leave behind, some sort of purpose to stay here, in this world, in this reality. I guess another reason is so that people can understand me? Or anyone like me I guess. To know what goes on in my mind. This will be officially started on June 4, 2017, my birthday, and will end on June 4, 2018. Whatever happens to this book, I promise myself that I won't delete it. If anyone actually bothers reading this, leave comments and suggestions or questions to get mentioned in the next chapter. I will be posting daily, but word count and time posted may vary. May 29, 2017 Monday 11:11 PM Signing off, AComplete
The Rabbit Slave and The Master
My name is Jasper, I've been in this cell for a couple of years, since I was 13. My birthday is April 9th. I am seventeen now. The last two friends I had got seller, I'm the only one that hasn't been sold for this long. I have been with other masters, but they always send me back after a month. Nobody likes my appearance and only the other slaves have seen my personality beyond my shyness. I used to live on an island called Roy, most bunny hybrids come from there and our normal hair colors are black, white, and brown. The brown haired bunnies have it easier when blending in, since it's the most common hair color. Even the black haired bunnies have it easier to be hidden then me, for I have white hair and the strangest color of eyes, they're rare redish brown eyes. I don't know when I'll be let out of this dark prison cell..But I hope it's soon. I have to go teach the new people the rules around here....Complete
The Text
"You are a worthless piece of trash! We should've gotten rid of you when we had the chance!" My abusive dad shouted, slapping me with all of his might. My name is Chloe Adams. Both of my parents have abused me my entire life. I'm covered in bruises, cuts, and burns from head to toe, but I've learned how to cover them up. Sometimes I wonder if I will ever escape this hell hole. "Yeah you should've." I agreed, whispering under my breath. "What was that!?" He yelled even louder than before. "N-Nothing." I stuttered, afraid of his reaction. I don't want to be pushed down the stairs again. The last time that happened, I broke my wrist. They didn't even take me to the hospital. I had to bandage it myself. "That's what I thought! Go fetch me a beer!" He ordered. There comes a moment when you don't want to stop. When you don't want to get better. You just don't care anymore. Read to find out how one small yet huge text can change Chloe's outlook on this magical journey we call life.Complete
Who was this boy who kept appearing in Chloe's dreams? Obviously he was just a figment of her imagination. Even if these dreams were extremely realistic. There is no way these dreams could be real right? ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------ "Isn't it obvious? It's magic." He takes my hand. "And with magic, anything is possible." He said this so genuinely, with so much sincerity in his tone, it was as if he actually believed it. "But magic isn't real." I reply back, frowning.Magic was something out of a fairytale, made to give children false hope. "It is!" He insists. I roll my eyes. "It is not." I retort. I crossed my arms. He sighs. "Whatever you say.'' ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------ I made this a while back but I decided to publish it in case anyone wants to read it. I know the plot is kinda all over the place so just bear with me lol. Completed Cover made using canva template :))
More detailsContent Guidelines