ShadowHunters278

Something one cannot forget   The fighter rolled forward cautiously through the jungle of north Korea. The bangs of artillery fire boomed miles away but sounded so close. Echo let the artillery match the beats of her heart BOOM she prayed between shells"God let me survive the day and greet the morning light of tomorrow don't let me fall on this very battlefield but back home where we belong." BOOM " Echo to star saber I'm at the rally point over." The empty static filled her head until a hushed male voice came through" Ok sis stay low and try not to get killed." Echo couldn't help but smirk" you know I can't keep promises big brother." But

It took you quite some time to stop yourself from crying. The total wretchedness of the Darling children's life stories weighed heavily on your heart. How could this have happened? How could everyone have let this happen?  Your mind kept asking you questions that you had no answers for. The worst one of all was what you were going to do next. Sometime in-between your sobs Hook had gently ushered you over to a hidden nook at the front side of the room, just a little away from the door. Your head had begun to throb from all the crying at that point and so you had barely registered that his bedroom had been hidden behind a black lacquered wall p

Ahh, Kise is good for the soul :> No, not really. He is bad. Very, very bad. He will wreck you. Run. D: Is this confusing? I feel like it is. I'm working on making sure my chapters aren't a mess without giving away too much of the plot. T^T Warnings: Mature content consisting of sexual and violent situations and strong language. Characters are 18+                                                                                             ~*                                                                                      Part two: [here]                                                                                            

            As is normal, the name appeared the day you turned twelve. You just woke up and bam, there it was in a loopy font on the underside of your wrist. Though still readable, it’s written small enough to stay out of sight when your hand is palm down. It’s rather exciting to think that you’re the only human with this name in this font on this part of your body. It makes meeting people more exciting. Any of them could be your soul mate. If they are, they’ll have your name in the same font and on the same part of their body as you do.            All you know is that his name is Dean Winchester. *    *    *    *  

I'm still finding it hard to believe that you're really gone... People think I'm strong because I haven't cried I cant cry... Why would I? I don't think you're gone... It hasn't registered in my head yet But just wait... When it does, everything will come to the surface Than will they still call me strong? I doubt it... Every night before I go to sleep... I look at your picture Imagine your laughter in my ear Then I can laugh myself to sleep Instead of crying as I close my eyes I can smile while I slowly drift to sleep Instead of whimpering softly to myself But since I will never get to hug you... I clutch your picture close

Dear Someone,     You are the one who has sat alone--the one who felt misunderstood. You are the one who smiled but found nothing in return. You are the one who wanted to speak, but could never find the courage. You are the one who had few you called friends, but treasured them more than all the riches in the world. You are the one who has been hurt time and time again, yet--somehow--manage to push forward. You are the one who has cried a thousand tears and felt a thousand pains—all to hide it behind a façade that you have perfected. You are the one who has felt ugly, unwanted, and cold. But, you are loved.   &#

Akashi Seijuro [ Engagement ] The fancy glass chandelier hung glamorously upon the high ceiling of the grand hall, shimmering softly to its lights. A piano was being skillfully played by a well-dressed man, an elegant melody releasing with the help of his fingertips. Men and woman dressed in extravagant formal wear converse amongst themselves with a glass of expensive wine resting between their fingers. False smiles were glued to their faces as they mingled with their partners, doing the best they can to impress them for their own financial gain. Akashi was amongst the ones who mingled. They put up the perfect front against him, mentally be