Writing isn't about wanting to tell a story.  It's about the need. The need to put all the thoughts in your head in ink, to share those thoughts and ideas because if you keep them contained, they'll swarm and crowd and overwhelm you with the need, the urge to be told. To be shared. These words, these stories are my own thoughts, my own mind. I am the creator of world, a builder of reams, a guardian of literary safe havens. This is my soul, bared and sold in ink but your joy is priceless. Breathe, write, dream.
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  • JoinedJanuary 3, 2015



Stories by Abigail Rose
Daughter of the Gods by N1t3Shad3
Daughter of the Gods
My bloodline is dominated by the gods of Rome and Greece. I'm almost more god than I am human.
From the Ashes of Blood and Fire by N1t3Shad3
From the Ashes of Blood and Fire
He's been loose in the country for almost 15 years, after his younger sister was found in ribbons near the ch...
Bright Light and Beautiful Chaos by N1t3Shad3
Bright Light and Beautiful Chaos
Kin Kanami used to be liked. Adored maybe. And usually found it to be petty and annoying. Kin didn't attend O...