Hello there!I am sure that what you will read next is an autobiography of a 13-year old kid, or I'm rather afraid that you have clicked on the wrong cover.Anyways, as all of us have a right to laugh, to love, and to cry, please enjoy these memories of a rather special 13-year old kid, and may his memories live with you forever.Author: Leo(A 13-year old Kid)
A poetry collection. This is my first time trying poetry, so do judge, because I need to improve.
Logan had nothing against Thanksgiving. It was simply another day out of 365 others for him. However, the day after Thanksgiving was certainly not a day that Logan looked forward to. It was the day that marked the beginning of the worst time of the year-Patton's Christmas Competition. Every single time the silly competition was won by Roman Prince, who then proceeded to brag about winning for months. Logan was tired of hearing it, and he was not looking forward to repeating the same exact thing over again. That's when Logan had an idea. What if there was something he could do to prevent Roman from winning again? What if, with the extra help of his next door neighbor Virgil, he won the competition instead? Book warnings: One minor anxiety attack. The rest of this book is entirely fluff. -Based on Work Together in my Sanders Sides Oneshots 2--This book has been completed ahead of time, and will be updated every day leading up to Christmas. It is mainly focused on Analogical, although there is some Royality as well. This book also doesn't take place in Florida, which is important kind of.-
i stepped back, finally hiting the wall. i suddenly sucked my breath as i felt my heart quicken.lifting my gaze, i saw his ruby eyes. they were portraying a hint of possessiveness. we held eye contact for a few minutes, silence surrounding us.he lifted his hand, tracing my face. my eyes landed on his lips, they were red. everything about him is red.i bit my lip due to nervousness. he then made a low growl that sent shivers down my spine.'don't' his soothing voice whispered while his fingers tried to remove my teeth away from my lips, which he had done successfully.his another hand snaked around my waist causing me to let a barely audible gasp. i then felt his face inched closer to mine, feeling his cool fresh breath fanning my face. i can't help but to stare at his soft plump lips, looking like they want to kissed.'you're fucking mine wendy. every inch of you is mine. you're my property, i own you baby.' he huskily voiced out before crashing his lips into mine.[vampire au • taeil and wendy fanfic]published: january 05, 2019finished: //
Noah and Sean have been friends for a VERY long time. As they've grown up, their interests in both jokes and themselves have stayed the same. Soon they will be going off to High School, and Sean can't stand to leave Middle School without feeling as though he has accomplished his all-time goal; to tell Noah how he really feels. As he musters up the courage, things tend to get a little spicy... ;)
"We Keep It Platonic" Is a short story that focuses on the queerplatonic relationship of characters Ása and Embla as they decide one day at a Pride walk that they want to raise a child. In this story vague topics of queerphobia are explored, along with the pairs combined ability on whether or not they can raise a child. Will their daughter be missing out on "regular kid" experiences because Ása and Embla aren't involved the way most parents are? Or will it even matter whether or not they're like other parents?
Y/N was just like any other girl of New York City, but she was an outcast, hated by many other girls, and has an attitude. Unlike most outcasts of New York, there was nothing different about her. She was a beautiful girl, and she knew it. Until one day, someone attacked her and she was saved by a strange creature. An anthropomorphic lizard. She stayed with the lizard, feeling that she owed it. Until one day, she had an idea... She'd make a place for the outcasts who everyone was scared of, give them a chance to feel normal again. To feel human again.This is just something that wouldn't leave my mind one night. It might not even get flying.
At the dawn of Kiara's reign, she has three cubs, and the Great Kings descend from the heavens. They give the new mjuzi a prophecy. It entails that each of the three cubs will be key in freeing a hidden pride from a golden lion. After the war over the Outlands, Kiara and Kovu never want to engage in war again, until something important is stolen, that is.could not come up w/ a more creative title sorry :(