2 Hearts, One Love - Ch. 7
While the maids continued to try to comfort you, a guard walked into the room. "[Villain 1's Name]-sama wishes to see you, [Your Name]-hime."
The maid with (Put first lady's hair color here.) hair asked, "Do you wish for us to accompany you, [Your Name]-hime?"
"No, I'll be fine," you replied quietly. You got out of bed and went to your closet to get dressed, picking out a emerald green kimono adorned with white and orange flowers.
Once finished, you followed the guard to the throne room. [Villain 1's Name] sat on his throne while [Villain 2's Name] stood beside him, smirking.
"Welcome to my palace, my beautiful princess!" [Vill
Spiders"Fear is the lengthened shadow of ignorance." - Unknown
Loud flurries of screams echoed through the house, startling Yusuke and Kurama. Hurrying from their rooms, they rushed into the kitchen, where their friend Alexa, also known as Lexi, was standing on a chair and shaking tremendously.
"Alexa, what's wrong?" Kurama asked, worried that she might have hurt herself.
The teary-eyed, dark-skinned girl shook on her chair as she pointed a finger to the right. Following her finger, the redhead and Yusuke noticed a brown spider standing in the corner.
Yusuke and Kurama were quiet and stared back at the megane.
Lexi nodded, comedic
When French Poodles Attack"The average dog is a nicer person than the average person." Andrew A. Rooney
"What the...? Who the bloody hell...?"
A begrudging England awoke from his supposedly relaxing nap when he heard the sounds of yapping, followed by a series of rapid knocking, just outside his front door. He grumbled to himself as he trudged to the door.
When he opened the door, he muttered out an angry "What do you want?". In front of him was his little brother America...with a new pet. A poodle, to be exact. And it was especially fluffy.
"...Question. What is that...?"
"Hoho~ You like him? I got him from France! I think I'm gonn
PC: A Killer's Heart - Part 1"Pride gets no pleasure out of having something, only out of having it more than the next man." C. S. Lewis
It seemed like a normal autumn night in the Wammy House. Two of the Wammy housemates, L and Sakura, sat inside eating some bakery-bought fruit tarts.
Sakura had searched for every opportunity to be alone with L; like any other girl, she had a crush on him but he didn't seem to notice. He was too busy hunting down the criminal Kira to even pay attention.
The black-haired detective sat in his chair, quietly munching one of the cherry tarts on his plate. He looked up at Sakura who stared at him dreamily and blinked indifferently.
PC: A Killer's Heart - Part 2"True intimacy with another human being can only be experienced when you have found true peace within yourself." Angela L. Wozniak
Sakura was thrown to the floor of a frigid, damp, pitch-dark room. She opened her eyes slowly, hearing the killer's repeated fit of laughter.
"I will be successful at last..." he whispered crazily, laughing again to himself. "Today is the day that L will surrender to me! And I'll kill him...!"
His red eyes were lit with psychotic ecstasy. Turning his gaze to the struggling Sakura, he could see her full name as well as her death date above her head. Again, he chuckled when he saw her glare at him.
Color My World - Part 1"It's funny most people can be around someone and then gradually begin to love them and never know exactly when it happened." - Anonymous
The story behind my little sister June's first love is one of my favorites to hear. It's like watching an old kiddie romance movie - the memory is still fresh in my head...
It started back when we were walking home from school - she was in the sixth grade while I was a sophomore in high school. When I came to pick her up that day, she looked more drained than ever. Assuming she was tired, I merely waved as I ran over to greet her.
"Hey, June! How was school?"
I frowned. "Why do you say
Color My World - Part 2"It was beginning with you that I said yes to the world." Paul Èluard
The day of Yukito's visit came by rather quickly. June was more nervous than I had ever expected her to be. When we arrived at the airport that Friday morning, she was shaking in her shoes.
"June? Are you sure you'll be okay?" I asked for what seemed like the umpteenth time. "You look a little pale."
She shook her head again, sighing deeply at my constant questioning. "Really, Sis. I said I'm fine. Don't worry about me."
Thinking it would be best to stop asking, I changed the subject. I turned my brown eyes to the crowd and asked, "So what does he look
A One-sided Affection"True love is when you shed a tear and still want him." - Unknown
It was a bright summer afternoon by the sea where the mermaids would gather together...but they were all underwater, enjoying their lives and swimming. One mermaid, Akina, played by herself.
She swam through the sapphire-colored sea as she collected seashells and played with the dolphins. Her life was alright, just as normal as the other mermaids...except for one thing. She couldn't speak. That was one thing Akina could, and would, never do. She wanted to sing and talk about the world around her, but her disability took that dream of hers, so she decided to just be content.
As Long as You Want"A woman would run through fire and water for such a kind heart." William Shakespeare
A bright, white-golden light almost blinded 16 year-old Yuri. Squinting her wide brown eyes, she smiled as they gradually adjusted to the sun's light.
Surrounding her was a large forest full of colorful flowers and other signs of life. Yuri giggled to herself and knelt down to embrace them. The bright petals tickled her cheeks as if welcoming her with open arms.
"I could stay like this all day," Yuri whispered, holding some of the loose flowers to her bosom.
Being a demon her entire life, she had been engulfed in nothing but darkness and sorrow. S
My Loves..."Rejoice with your family in the beautiful land of life!" Albert Einstein
"Hurry, Ulquiorra! We'll be late!"
Orihime called her husband from the living room as she tapped her foot. She was impatiently waited for him to finish dressing. Their son Sora stood by his mother's side, holding her hand as he blinked silently.
"Mama, will the beach people not let us if we're late?" he asked as his silver eyes stared up at the ginger-haired woman.
She smiled and patted his head sweetly. "No, not at all! You don't need to worry about a thing, Sora!"
The small boy nodded as he giggled. When he saw his father walk out of the master bedroom, he