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Wanna share some insight with fellow writers? Ask a question related to writing? Maybe both?
If any of those applies to you, you've come to the right place.
Read more…Wanna share some insight with fellow writers? Ask a question related to writing? Maybe both?
If any of those applies to you, you've come to the right place.
Read more…*~Sorine Jurard~*
“Alright Argonian, what I would like now would be an explanation,” I said.
That someone at random would come up to me and speak of Isran and his group of Dawnguard, than a lecture is definitely needed. That man’s methods never reall
Read more…Three Days Before Last Post
Rayna and her good friend Rheon had been sent on an ambassadors mission to Rockneck Camp, a place where dozens and dozens of criminals of all kinds gathered in one place to discuss plans that they very carefully kept a
Read more…With a deep breath, Nimah stepped out into the cold, afternoon air, walking down from the stone steps of Ebonheart Chateau, and casting a sober look to the west as the sun dipped beneath the mountains of Stonefalls. This territory was unfamiliar to h
Read more…Having trouble with writing a story? Suffering writers block? Perhaps you are unsure of where to go with your story so far, or want somebody to give you a few tips on how to develop your characters?
You have come to the right place, my friend. If you
Read more…Chapter One
~ ~ ~ Sabina Marco ~ ~ ~
*twang!*
The arrow was perfectly on point, slicing through the air, and slammed into the side of it’s target’s neck. The doe let out a cry of pain, before a second arrow struck it’s rump. It staggered, only to roll d
Read more…Hunter’s Rain
Prologue
~ ~ ~ Unknown ~ ~ ~
"Pain is a mere tool that separates the weak from the strong. Those who survive are destined to be great. Those who die were never worth living in the first place."
Rain... How I hated the rain. And here I was n
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The entire boat lit ablaze with fire. Men and women alike were running each way, jumping for dear life across to the c
Read more…Two men walked into the tavern, with the first things on their mind being the satisfaction of their three basic needs. Four if you count the drinks. They knew the bartender there, such a fine splendor of a woman. The maid as well, with her gentle voi
Read more…Monrththir walked in to Whiterun reluctantly. The fact that he needed more arrows and protection urked him. He'd rather not walk into a town full of hateful, stuck-up people. Unfortunately, yesterday's run-in with a trio of Sabre Cats while he ran to
Read more…Next Chapter's Progress
Cursed by her kin, abandoned by all
Accepted by those of scale, rejected by those of flesh
Destined to die, living on to fight
This is the tale of the one with fire for blood
Introduction
Born with a sou
Read more…Now this is a topic that I have discussed with my fellow author friends from my work, and now I will try to discuss it with you guys.
Do you prefer reading fantasy or non-fantasy?
If you are not sure what these genres are I will define them for you:
F
Read more…*~Xian-Krie~*
The morning sun peaked its way through the green trees and kissed the side of my face, waking me from my deep slumber. Glancing up from the bedroll I could just make out Serana doing the same; her hood quickly covered her head.
“The
Read more…~*Xian-Krie*~
I stood before the crude marking of the grave, eyes to the ground and narrowed in sorrow and grief. I still couldn’t believe he was gone; he, mom, and my brother.
What I hated most about it was me.
I put them there for what other way was t
Read more…~*Xian-Krie*~
Thew!
The arrow pierced through the air, straight and true, puncturing the vampire’s left eye. She could not let loose a sound, the head destroying the brain. Dropping to the ground like a stone, her partner had his warning, readying hi
Read more…~*Xian-Krie*~
“Who…. who sent you?”
The vampire’s question was not what I was expecting. Normally the blood suckers would have attacked by now, but she didn’t. Why?
“Who,” I asked, flexing my right hand to try and dull the pain, “were you expecting?”
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