Luv_Always_Sophia

Well dear-fans-who-may-still-be-listening, 
          	I have decided to start a project. From looking through my past writings, I've seen how much I've changed with my style and it wouldn't seem right of me to start a story five years ago and finish it seven years later, all the while my type of writing changing. So, to fix this problem, I'm going to take down all my stories *gasp.* But do not worry! I will post them all back as soon as I edit them slightly. In what order and how, I do not know. But this is the plan so far. So do not fret if you see some repeats in your inbox of my previous stories. Basically the same tale, just writen a tad different. Hope you guys forgive my lateness-ness! 

Luv_Always_Sophia

Well dear-fans-who-may-still-be-listening, 
          I have decided to start a project. From looking through my past writings, I've seen how much I've changed with my style and it wouldn't seem right of me to start a story five years ago and finish it seven years later, all the while my type of writing changing. So, to fix this problem, I'm going to take down all my stories *gasp.* But do not worry! I will post them all back as soon as I edit them slightly. In what order and how, I do not know. But this is the plan so far. So do not fret if you see some repeats in your inbox of my previous stories. Basically the same tale, just writen a tad different. Hope you guys forgive my lateness-ness! 

Luv_Always_Sophia

Sprinting towards me with a loaded gun, he shot repeatedly aiming for my head. Manically laughing, he brutally slammed the weapon on top of my helmet. With one swift movement, my drill slipped through his body, ripping out the rest of his pathetic life. Lamb screamed over the intercom for my dead body, sending more of those demented souls my way. Racing across the tattered ballroom, Eleanor hurried me on while holding on for dear life on my shoulder, rushing me to leave. “They’re catching up!” she shrieks. With every last bit of energy left in my rusted body, I dashed to the exit. But I couldn’t out run them. Turing while still running for our lives, I aimed for their heads, trying to keep shot. Before I realized, one jumped from the balcony onto my back. “Daddy!” she cried. I tried to save her. I tried.      
          
          So this isn't a new story, just a piece I wrote from a video game. Hope you guys enjoy :)

Luv_Always_Sophia

Once everyone became settled on the shore, we heard a booming voice, articulating through a megaphone. “Hello! Welcome to Morte Island!” Instantly everyone turned their gaze to the lofty man standing in front of the beach house. “My name is Alec. It is nice to see all your excited faces here today!” At this point everyone looked around, and saw everything but excitement. Some were filled with terror, suspicion, sadness, confusion, hate, or a mix of everything. But noting close to excitement. “We are all here today to began a wonderful vacation! You batch of lucky kids were selected to participate in this wonderful journey, filled with happiness, excitement, and all new adventures! Here you will meet new people, experience breathtaking moments, and make life-long memories. In the next few moments, I will give you a full tour of the island and explain the few rules we have here. Ready?” Dead silence struck the air. “Let’s go!” 
          
          (Sneak peak at the next chapter! It will be out hopefully in the next couple days. P.S. It'll be long! Hope all of you guys are having great spring breaks!)

Luv_Always_Sophia

With the mysteries of her past and the uncertainty of her future, Zoë has nothing that she can fully believe in. Except her brother who was always her saving grace, her whole life. But when the pressures of public high school and the pending expectations to follow in the family “business” are added to the chaos of her everyday life, she no longer can tell right from wrong. What really happened to her parents? Who is the puzzling boy who has suddenly been added to the top of her hit list? Will the truth set her free? Or only cause more questions to arise, questions leading deeper into her twisted past?