Sorry everyone, but this blog is under construction for a bit!!! It will be back up shortly I promise :)
Broken Carousel
A gripping story entitled Broken Carousel. It's a about a girl striving to find a way to a life revolving around happily ever after. Her journey begins on her way to find prince charming, but is detoured when her journey is diverted
Chasing Fire
Chasing Fire is a all human story. Edward and Bella are the main characters of course, but all the characters are in it. What fires will he have to chase.
The Unbreakable Bond
Leah leaves and goes to college and falls in love with Steve, he has a ten year old daughter named Alex. They go to the rez together and something amazing happens. Sam's son Liam imprints.. Leah falling in love is where The Unbreakable Bond all starts.
Hidden Aria
Aria is a girl hidden away for her own protection and for others as well. She has a prophecy to live up to and she isn't sure she can. She is the older sister of Harry Potter who she thinks is dead, what will she do when she finds out he isn't.
Wednesday, July 20, 2011
UNDER CONSTRUCTION!!!
Sorry everyone, but this blog is under construction for a bit!!! It will be back up shortly I promise :)
Wednesday, July 6, 2011
Broken Carousel Chapter 12
Chapter 12 – Dreams Dreams Go Away But Don’t Come Back Another Day
Lynn returned from the bathroom holding what appeared to be a towel in her hand that was clamped down on her nose. I could now see that the towel was turning from its normal color of white to a sickly shade of pink.
Why was she bleeding? And seriously, why was I on the floor?
I was confused, the last thing I remember really was falling asleep and then….OH!
Friday, July 1, 2011
Broken Carousel Chapter 10
Chapter 10 – Memories going around and around…
Drifting off to sleep was the easy. However, the dreams were merciless; his ruthless eyes were always staring at me. I was left there helpless, as all I could do is watch it all happen to me, again and again to myself over and over unable helpless to fight back. The images continued to dance in my head through the night. It was if I watching the scene from afar, I couldn’t get close enough to the ‘me’ inside the dream. I hated this visual out of body reenactment, each time it replayed the more horrific it felt to lay there and not be able to resist him or fight the evil that took control of him and unleashed itself on me.
I tried to scream, punch, claw, and gouge out his eyes, but it was if my hands were unable to avoid his advances and my attempts just went through him as if he was an evil specter and my voice was useless because the feeble attempts to raise alarms were drowned out by his growls and panting.
As the sadistic smiled curled upon his lips distorting them to an evil snare, the words:
“You’ll always be my bitch” slipped through them.
I continued to fight against my restraints the outside world was useless to me now, fear gripped and ravaged me. It began to drown out my senses, and to cause my vision to blur. I couldn’t even hear the music? The music of the one thing that could bring me back to reality. Suddenly just the thought of that one object I regained a purpose, however small it was I knew It was to get out of these binding and get as far away from here as I could. My only purpose was to get out of those bindings and get away from him and this torture chamber.
My dreamself kept trying to fight and unleash the bindings as his hands repeatedly came crashing down on her cheek and forced himself into her mouth. I screamed for her…for him to stop doing this to me.
Biting down on him would mean death for me so I knew I had to fight that urge off as fast as it came. It didn’t mean I couldn’t fit though and fit I did.
“Fuck this; I am a prisoner in a cell with no walls. Why am I the one who takes the fall?”
