Animorpha

  I didn't really understand why I was doing this, but something inside me was pushing me to do it. To bathe in the pond as the full moon watched over me. As I walked in the forest the moon rose and rose so that the bright moonlight shined through the trees, giving that creepy feels. Any normal person would be afraid, and want to run back home. To me, I was home. When I got to the ledge I slowly made my way down to the pond, the sound of the running water soothing me. I stopped at the edge of the pond. I seemed to forget myself, as slowly looked up at the full moon that seemed larger and closer than usual. My eyes locked on the full

  I didn't really understand why I was doing this, but something inside me was pushing me to do it. To bathe in the pond as the full moon watched over me. As I walked in the forest the moon rose and rose so that the bright moonlight shined through the trees, giving that creepy feels. Any normal person would be afraid, and want to run back home. To me, I was home. When I got to the ledge I slowly made my way down to the pond, the sound of the running water soothing me. I stopped at the edge of the pond. I seemed to forget myself, as slowly looked up at the full moon that seemed larger and closer than usual. My eyes locked on the full

Mysterious Man Most women think of getting married to the man of your dreams, and it's happy ever after. Which it mostly is, for most women. But apparently there's a very small percentage that some women are forced in to a marriage to a man she doesn't even like! Where is this going is that there a woman's story I would like to tell you. Her name is Catherine Duncan, also known as Kitty. This is her battle with a man who is a Beauty, yet has a beast's heart. Kitty sighed as her best friend since third grade, Vanessa Green, was giving her the usually talk of you-should-get-a-man talk. They sat outside a café in New York City;

City of Rome 548 BC A woman of great beauty wandered the Arena. There was no crowd, no danger, just peace and quiet as the woman walked. Entranced, Efferus walked up to the woman confused on why a beauty like her was walking on the very ground that blood has been spilt on. This woman was draped in delicate cloth, jewels draped on her wrists and neck. He hair was that of a golden veil, draped over her shoulders. As he approached, she turned to look at him. Her eyes were that of a clear blue, that reminded him of the water at his home. Her full red lips curled in to a shy smile. "You must be the one they call Efferus. The unbeatable G

Melda of The Forest Clan wasn't your average Light Elf. She lacked the magic ability to summon things, which made her below average elves. The only thing she was good at summoning was a little wolf pup with wings that offered very little protection from enemies. She was average at archery, average at sword play. She was frowned on by other elves. To make things worse, Melda was the daughter of one of the elder elves that led the clan. So she was expected to be an over average elf. Most of the time Melda would sneak out at night and try to make herself a better elf or just to get away from the other young elves that made fun of her all

Venice, Italy, 1479 I was just about to go to bed. When suddenly I heard a bang and a thud in my room. I turned to the window to see a man!? I was about to open my mouth to scream, but he put a hand over my mouth, and put finger over his lips, to quiet me. I blinked and I looked more carefully at him. He was incredibly handsome, well the things I could see. I could see his face, he had a prefect shade of tanned skin, full lips with a scar, deep chocolate brown eyes, and I could see some strands of  hair the same chocolate color of his eyes, under the hood he wore. Italian I think. He had layers of cloths on, a belt with want looked

Friends, Can’t live with out them Friends help you get through, Friends are always there, Friends dream with you, Friends laugh with you, Friends hang out with you, Friends , Friends, Friends, Friends you can’t live with out them.

  I didn't really understand why I was doing this, but something inside me was pushing me to do it. To bathe in the pond as the full moon watched over me. As I walked in the forest the moon rose and rose so that the bright moonlight shined through the trees, giving that creepy feels. Any normal person would be afraid, and want to run back home. To me, I was home. When I got to the ledge I slowly made my way down to the pond, the sound of the running water soothing me. I stopped at the edge of the pond. I seemed to forget myself, as slowly looked up at the full moon that seemed larger and closer than usual. My eyes locked on the full