Writing

Open Captivity

A Story by Scooter

A short story that I wrote for my English class in my freshman year. Critique please?

Prologue

A Chapter by Atermon_hours

The room was dark. A few abstract paintings were hung on its grey walls. In the far right corner of the room, a girl was sleeping soundlessly cur..

Chapter 1

A Chapter by Atermon_hours

"Pers! Come down quickly, we're going to be late!" A young boy's voice was heard. A girl around the age of eleven run down the house's stairs, c..

Ace of Spades: The Coexistence of Life and Death....

A Book by Atermon_hours

If you're looking for romance this is not the place to find it. This is a story about Life and Death personified in the two main characters, Persephon..

The Orphan; Chapter Four

A Chapter by Broken Angel

The rest of the day, I couldn't get what I had dreamed out of my head. Jagger still wouldn't talk to anyone but me, and it might be a while until he ..

BALLET OF EMOTION

A Poem by FlawedByDesign

BALLET OF EMOTION Lace your shoes and pull up little ballerina, come pirouette on the pink florets. Let your feet grace the sun-k..

Fallen Angel

A Poem by Allen S. Thomas

Not using one specific format.

In A Darker Part of Heaven

A Poem by Stripes

Based off a picture my friend drew

Angel of Seduction

A Poem by Walter Scott Morrison

Poem about someone I recently met that I find so beautiful

Mourning Angel

A Poem by Walter Scott Morrison

A poem about feeling abandonment and the pain of feeling alone. My parent's weren't fond of me and I went home everyday to a loft (not a room) and sat..

Act 1. Part 3. "... my suspects smolder."

A Chapter by B MacGregor

Guilty. It's only one word, but what a word. It implies so much and seems too certain. It's easy and understood. My suspects are all guilty.

Prologue: Fall of the Nephilim

A Chapter by Katreya

This is the pre-story, following the Angel of Death, Demushah-ron, an Elder. It is here he is captured.

The evil Step-dad

A Chapter by Hannah Ryan

"Oh, Angel, it's not the end of the world." I twirled a strand of my light blonde hair and rolled my eyes at my mom while thinking, It's the end of..

Walking in The Forest

A Chapter by Hannah Ryan

I walked down Renton St toward the high school I would be attending in September. I'd already walked by it before. It had two big trees on one side o..