Sister Jude Poetry

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In this book, there will be ONLY poetry with the shining star of American Horror Story Asylum- Sister Jude!
Likewise, I take requests for writing poetry with Jude. :))Seluruh Hak Cipta Dilindungi Undang-Undang

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Last Dance in Purgatory oleh NxnsxgnorsDxmon

"Jude!?" He cried her name as his solid footsteps approached the tinier figure that halted abruptly as she turned to Timothy, facing him with slight apprehension as she didn't expect him to choose the better path, in his opinion- namely joining Judy. Impassive hazel eyes met passionate chocolate as they locked into their stares. His nostrils were mesmerized by her rosy perfume and hair's scrumptious aroma. Meanwhile, he put his hands in his slacks' pockets, feeling so agitated especially in front of the person who he loved cordially but he threw her away by betraying her, firing her, locking her up in the same institution where they shared plenty of holy dreams and having secretly impure thoughts of one another, changing her name and most of all- promising to rescue her one day, howsoever, not keeping his promise, due to his lunatic, blinding obsession of power and becoming a Cardinal. She sighed exasperated, shortly before replying him back, inquiring him over his choice. What happens with the wretched souls when their life was brilliant after their accomplished blinding, divine ambitions? How about to the blissful ones? As their only thing they wanted is a family. Jude and Timothy's last dance is their last dance in the purgatory. Jude and Timothy's last dance is their last dance in the purgatory.

Happily Ever After (Kit Walker x Y/N) oleh spid6rm7n

"I know, I mean it's not like I wanted to just leave him there to die! Or--or like I didn't want to put effort in that realationship!" She seemed fumed with anger in each word. "I know, and so does he. Look, I'll talk to him about it...don't worry about it!" I rub her shoulder. Y/N sighs, "Fine. I'll do my best on my part..." "Good. I'll be out now." I get up and walk to the door. "Y/N, you're gonna be just fine, you're fix yourself up, Put Alma and Trevor where they belong and have your happily ever after with Kit." I give them a reasuring smile. She nods and gives me a weak smile.

Just everyday, unconventional, uplifting, relatable, sad writings. Take a journey through my head. **warning-may make you unconsciously slip into a corner alone, with sad music drowning you through your headphones**

"What of this thief I hear that has hidden themselves in The Lands of Luxury?" I say. Rail lowered his emerald eyes towards the horizon. "Have you thought of my proposal?" Rail asks, avoiding my question. He had asked me many times to become his protector and leave the True One. Of course, I always say no. It pained me to see the hurt in his once peaceful eyes. "You know my answer." I whisper. I lay my hand on top of his. There was always a spark that clouded my mind when I touched Rail. I pull away, dropping my eyes. "This was a wonderful gathering, Rail. Thank you, but I must return to the True One." I begin to light the room with my silverlight overpowering Rail's golden blaze, getting ready to flash. "Wait! Stay to find the thief. Please, Aderes." I'm hovering over the floor. Rail grabs my hand, and the shock brings me back to him. I lower myself and let go of him. "I will stay until the thief is found. Then I must return to the True One's heaven." I try to smile at Rail to calm him. It works. His green eyes linger on me as I walk away from the balcony and return to the gathering. *** After meeting Jay, Sarah's father is killed, which causes her to accidentally tap into unknown powers. Sarah begins to learn the truth about who Aderes is and how Sarah herself is connected to her. But most importantly, she learns who's been lying to her since the beginning.

Out of the Dark (Book #1) {Complete ✔} oleh DarinGeek

When I was little, my mother used to tell me stories about an ancient world that contained mystical and strange creatures -created by the gods it was supposed to divide the humans and the creatures. Her stories were mostly about brave Guardians that had the obligation of protecting the other world. This world was to be called the Portal World. As I grew up in difficult conditions I dismissed all those ideas out of my head. Tales are for children and nothing of it was true. Or so I thought. Until the day the guy I hated the most saved me from imminent death. *** Deep in my being an unbearable anger scattered itself through my body. I clenched my fists. A violent jerk started building up to my vocal cords. I gritted my teeth to keep it under control but in vain my lips began to move. "My life is not an Illusion!" The small crowd still gathered inside the café went silent as they all turned to see what was happening. I bit my lip in embarrassment. Jack slowly turned around and instantly met my eyes. "You'd be surprised", he stated with a disturbing twinkle in his eyes. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~*~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Thank you for stopping at this book. I've put it through the process of editing it and it might take a while but I'll try to get it done as soon as possible.

"Don't go inside! Stay!" She said, holding her hand up to show me her palm and then I leaned over the balcony, resting my forearms on the railing to hold me up. I rolled my eyes as I exhaled deeply. Apparently I was a dog now. But fuck, It's her! What are the fucking chances. It feels like I'm in one of those Wattpad novels that Beth always reads. She quickly rushed inside and opened her blinds so that I could see right into her apartment. I watched her rush over to her stereo to lower the volume and then she came rushing back out, out of breath. "Did you get my note?" She asked and then I nodded, trying to force back a smile remembering her cute handwriting, in fact her little note was in the pocket of my sweatpants at this very moment, And so was her 100 dollar bill that she had given me, "I did!" I said as I watched her try to brush her hair out of her face "look, the money that you gave me. I don't want it. I appreciate it but it's too much! I need to give it back!" I said and then she shook her head trying to reject what I was saying. "No, it's yours I gave it to you!" She seemed upset and a little sad that I wanted to give her money back. "Hey, come on. This is a sign from whatever forces are at work here, what are the chances that you would be living right across from me!? This is fucking crazy, I can't accept the money and the universe is giving me a chance to return it." I said shrugging as she waved me off and then smiled sweetly as she breathed in for a moment just looking at me with softness. THIS BOOK IS A BLEND OF TEENAGE DRAMA REALISM AND FANTASY - ROMANCE. WARNING *THIS BOOK TOUCHES ON THE TOPIC OF RAPE, THERE ARE NO RAPE SCENES BUT IT IS BRIEFLY DISCUSSED *SEXUAL CONTENT *LANGUAGE *YOUR FEELINGS ARE AT RISK *MAVERICK (yes Maverick should have a warning label written all over him) *UNEDITED Oh and also Maverick's a witch.

Allen Walker And The Missing Voices oleh SeaDragonSoul

Allen Walker(NOT FROM D-GRAYMAN), a 13 year old boy with a dream to become a warrior, just like his Father Argon Walker. And 4 childhood friends will gather together and reclaim what was once theirs. Wonderful tales about adventures and battles against the Empire of Gallamine... But this was not one of those heroic times. The messenger was a soldier of the King, bearing a Blue cloak with a Gold insignia of the King, The Mighty Blue Dragon, on his hands. Allen's mother covered her face with grief and ran inside the house. Allen wanted to cry, but he kept a brave face. His lower lip wouldn't stop trembling. As he extended his hands for the cloak, the messenger unveiled his hoodie and underneath was his Uncle Waller with tears and red nose. Allen ran and hugged him. Not letting him go, thinking he too would suddenly disappear. "Allen... Please take this inside." Said Waller, "I will come back when we have done the ceremony for his burial." Waller kneeled down with his arms extended, offering Allen his fathers cloak. "But... Uncle Waller. What-" I started crying, but kept a brave face. "I understand Uncle *Sniff* I will be brave for the family and Mom." I took the cloak from his hands, and something clicked inside my head. A voice came through to my head, more a whisper than a normal voice. Uncle Waller stood up and walked away. I embraced the cloak, my tears falling on it, as I remembered my fathers scent. "I don't know what happened... But I promise you this Father, I will find the person who did this to you, and make it pay for taking you away from our family". I swore with anger burning in my heart. "I must grow strong, just like Father, Uncle and Grandpa... I will become The strongest Warrior there ever was, you will see Father..." I walked back inside the house. "Allen... You have promise..." Said the whisper, "I will help you grow strong, and get Revenge..." Said the voice with sadness, "You are a very special Kid".

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A Girl in a Forgetful World oleh parkiepwrites

This is a collection of all the poetry I have written. Some sadness, some happiness, and a concotion of both. Poetry is my way to vent and let my emotions flow freely. Thanks for checking it out, and I really hope you enjoy what you find! And please -- Feel free to comment any suggestions to my writing! I'm in love with getting criticism (no, I'm not even freaking kidding. I know it sounds weird, but I really am!) I am eager to learn to be a better writer and grow surrounded by those suggestions and wonderful, amazing, awesome readers I have! Thank you guys again so much! It means the world to me! #68- hard (4/6/19) 1K Reads! (10/19/19)

My suicide had been two years in the making when I decided not to follow through at the last minute. Over the past decade, I've written poems, books, short stories, fanfiction and hundreds of thousands of words, but nothing felt complete. This collection of selected works was meant to be my final offering- the only thing ready for posthumous publication. Blood Orange Periphery includes poems written in the months preceding the end-that-didn't-happen, some of my best teenage scribbles, and journal entries that chronicle the transition from death-planning to recalibrating life.

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Last Dance in Purgatory

"Jude!?" He cried her name as his solid footsteps approached the tinier figure that halted abruptly as she turned to Timothy, facing him with slight apprehension as she didn't expect him to choose the better path, in his opinion- namely joining Judy. Impassive hazel eyes met passionate chocolate as they locked into their stares. His nostrils were mesmerized by her rosy perfume and hair's scrumptious aroma. Meanwhile, he put his hands in his slacks' pockets, feeling so agitated especially in front of the person who he loved cordially but he threw her away by betraying her, firing her, locking her up in the same institution where they shared plenty of holy dreams and having secretly impure thoughts of one another, changing her name and most of all- promising to rescue her one day, howsoever, not keeping his promise, due to his lunatic, blinding obsession of power and becoming a Cardinal. She sighed exasperated, shortly before replying him back, inquiring him over his choice. What happens with the wretched souls when their life was brilliant after their accomplished blinding, divine ambitions? How about to the blissful ones? As their only thing they wanted is a family. Jude and Timothy's last dance is their last dance in the purgatory. Jude and Timothy's last dance is their last dance in the purgatory.

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