Nanowrimo2014 povestiri

Monsters are often the people we know. Good people whom we trust. Elsie lives a comfortable life; her family is whole, her friends are loyal, her grades are high, and her future looks bright. This all shatters when she gets pregnant. There's no perfect out. As her world slowly comes apart at the seams, Elsie makes the hardest decision she's ever had to make. Unable to face the people she loves, Elsie runs away. She finds solace in the company of a stranger, but it won't last for long. The monsters in her past won't give up so easily. There are no instructions for life, so sometimes you have to accept the free fall.

Seventeen-year-old Valerie Greene has never celebrated Christmas and if it was up to her this year would be no different, but Parker North has other ideas. Parker is traveling through town when he encounters a rather cynical Valerie and takes it upon himself to show her what the month of December has to offer. He's adamant in his mission to open Valerie's eyes to the beauty of Christmas and will stop at nothing to succeed. Each day brings a new adventure in this twenty-four part story. Follow Valerie and Parker as they embark on a romantic journey together through the days leading up to Christmas, and discover a little bit of magic along the way.

The adventures of two best friends that like the same girl. Also, their last names are Hall and Oates and they're in a band. NaNoWriMo Fail/The Originality Project

Felix grey is a twenty five year old man. An average man, who ends up in an unfamiliar place; a graveyard he does not recognise. Filled with spooky sounds, thick fog and some odd sights, Felix finds himself trying to figure out what had happened to him. Suddenly, he comes into contact with an unfamiliar, black figure, of which he cannot see the face to identify him. Will Felix be able to figure out where he is? Or how he got there? There's a long, uncertain road ahead of him, as he ventures out of the graveyard to discover the secrets of his past and future.

For almost sixteen years, Kayla could say that she lived somewhat of a normal life. She had a younger brother named Spencer, and they lived in the middle of nowhere with their Aunt Elizabeth. That is, they used to. None of them saw it coming. One minute they were peacefully going about their night and the next there is a knock at the door; not a moment Aunt Elizabeth is dead. From there Kayla and Spencer lives are thrown into a whirlwind of events. Kayla’s future is finally making its appearance known and past memories will hold the key to help her discover who and what her destiny is. But nothing about the situation is normal. Kayla and her brother aren’t human. In fact, they weren’t even born on earth. What are they? They are Nephilim. They come from a dimension that was created solely to protect Earth and all the light dimensions. From what? Ravagers; dark, hellish creatures that resemble humans and demons; lots and lots of demons. The demons led by the Ravagers come from the hundreds of dark dimensions that exist and all of them share the same mission; to turn light into dark and to take over all the grey in between. To do that though they must get to The Gates of Lys, but only one Nephilim a century has the power to open those gates. And that Nephilim has no idea what fate has in store for her.

Harper's a man of few accomplishments and even fewer aspirations. He is perfectly content with his bicycle delivery boy job, his closet of an apartment, and his daily swim in the questionable town harbor. Being special was never something he had ever been particular about, and to be very frank, he didn't really care for it at all. So when two strangers inform him that he is, indeed, special, Harper refuses to hear of it. Just think of it! Him? Save the world?? They must be out of their minds.

Moving to London was my life-long dream. Studying to become a paediatric nurse was also another dream I had. But so was finding true love....

Arabella Diane Senna has lived her whole life under the knowledge of two things: Necaenas are bad news, and what she does to them is justified. Of course, she doesn't know the reality of things. She doesn't know that she is only fighting because someone above her -- a higher power, someone above all of them -- is manipulating them like pawns on a chess board. She doesn't know that her kind -- the Elite -- are a dying race. She doesn't know that she is one half of what it would take to destroy the corrupt Purest that rule their lives. She doesn't know that she isn't supposed to be alive. She doesn't know that her own mother is hell-bent on killing her. And above all, she doesn't know that the only person who will stand by her in the end is the very person she was born to kill.

A small town girl, Elena, better known as Kimberlee Nash, has managed to hit it big. Her singing career took off one lonely night in Nashville, now she's topping the charts with covers and singles seven months later. She had demons in her past she hides, just like anyone else in the business. She doesn't use her real name. If she did, some demons might resurface... After preforming in the Sleep Country Amphitheater, she's whisked off to a radio station for an interview that turns her world upside down. From being a cat-loving single girl living the good life, she's tossed into a violent love triangle between the smooth talking country star and the slick running back from her past that's also managed to hit it big, and he's not taking no for an answer...

Gillan has always had a way with words. She always has though that words were much mightier than the sword. Then she meets a young girl named Chara, who shows her exactly how right she is. (This is a NaNoWriMo piece, so its super rough. I'll be editing it later.)

❝I need to prove Mrs. Foster that she is wrong.❞She said, her eyes full of determination. ❝And how are you going to do that?❞He asked as he looked at her incredulously. ❝By proving that I'm the jolliest and most festive person in the planet.❞She told him seriously. He just rolled his eyes at what she said then scoffed. ❝Yeah?❞ ❝Yeah.❞ ❄ ❄ ❄ Ivey Dawson and Carter Jobs are going on an adventure. An adventure that revolves around Christmas spirit, art, and the occasional awkward moments. © Flora Valentine, two thousand and fourteen. All rights reserved.

A pre-NaNoWriMo novel. Vampires have been done, so this will be modern-day werewolves. It's a seat-of-the-pants experiment, unplotted. I'm envisioning it being YA lit, sort of like the popular YA dystopian novels/films of late but without the dystopia, it's present-day. With a bit of mystery, a bit of violence, teenage drama, coming-of-age angst, a pack of teenagers, a few adults with varying senses of responsibility, longing for superherodom (is that a word?), a smidge of romance, the potential for retribution, and... I'm not sure, since I'm not plotting. You get what you get, and when you get it!

It's the dawn of a new era for humankind, and the Huxley Foundation has sent out a fleet of exploratory vessels on a mission of peace. The FSS Armstrong, one of the most advanced ships in the Foundation fleet, rides on the forefront of this age of exploration. A series of episodic short stories that build on one another to form a single narrative, structurally similar to a TV show season. Other stories set in the same universe include: A Toast To The Magellan Class Ramses Meets His Maker

When poverty-stricken Cassandra Shears had the opportunity of her life-to go to the prestigious Tristan Academy-dubbed as the 'Heartbreak Academy'- as a replacement to pay off their debts, she said yes. But can she survive the harsh world of the rich and famous? For a year? Follow Cassandra through this whirlwind of romance and heartbreak that she's all too familiar with, and watch her try to redeem the school's reputation, one student at a time.

In the future, humans have inhabited a newly found planet millions of lightyears away from Earth after most of life on Earth gets wiped out by a plague that lives in berries and certain livestock, but also from radiation poisoning from nuclear weapons.   As punishment for terrible crimes on the new planet, delinquents are punished by being sent down to Earth to either die or fend for their lives.  Poor technology proves that the two planets cannot stay in contact when they're practically in different galaxies.  It's assumed by the council that all the delinquents have died. Declan, found guilty of treason by his peers and the council, sent down to fend for himself and forty-nine others along side him, comes across a camp.  A camp built for what seems two hundred people.   Old delinquents.

A man who seemingly traveled to an alternate world as a child suddenly finds himself back in that world, fifteen years later. The country is in need of a hero. Will it be him?

16-year-old Noelle Forbes is obsessed with Dylan Drake, a fictional character in Theresa Beckett's popular series "The Silver Stones". She spends most of her time writing fan fiction about her favorite wizard, attending meetings for other fans of "The Silver Stones" series at the local bookstore, and even dressing as Dylan for Halloween. In fact, she has obsessively written Dylan Drake fan fiction to the point of her shutting out other books and even failing English class. But when she receives an "F" on an assignment and is cast as an angel in a Christmas play at the local church, Noelle realizes that her obsession with Dylan Drake is costing her valuable learning time and friendships. Can she kick her obsession to the curb?

"Do you like Myles enough to kill for him?" Bass asked. Lust sat on the ground and looked at Bass, enough in his field of vision to be looked at. "I don't really know how to answer that," she said, tilting her head in thought. Quite the dark question to ask and only a dark or cheesy answer to reply with. "Do you mean people or insects?" "Either or," Bass said. Lust bit at her lip in thought and looked at the floor. "Never," she said. "Myles shouldn't ever be put in that situation where any of us would have to do that, dumbass. Hopefully. Plus, we can't make things move, let alone hurt people." That was in every way true. None of them had ever hurt anyone, other than Myles. They'd been able to grab onto him, poke and prod at his feet, and comb his hair with their fingers, but never have they been able to do that to other people. They've tried, all of them, but had never been successful. This is the unrevised version and is all copyrighted under law to NinjaPastryBlogs/NinjaPastryWrites. Any second production of this story is not permitted.