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-bikenotes
{...The Plagued tore at the windows and doors, ripping away the four-by-fours we'd nailed up as protection. They were taking no prisoners tonight: should they get in, we'd most certainly be dead by sunrise. Giulia ran upstairs, grabbing the fire extinguisher with haste and darting back to the foyer.
"What's that for?" I asked, wondering how she could possibly turn something as blunt as a fire extinguisher into some sort of crazy zombie-weapon. Her response?
"Open the door."...}
{...Jonathan kissed me hard, grabbing at any and all body parts. His hands found their way to the small of my back, and soon his nails were deep in me, dragging through my porcelain skin. His tongue circled mine, tickled the roof of my mouth and reached the back of my throat. I almost couldn't breathe.
"I want you right now", he says, and I want him, too. I want him to pick me up and take me to the bedroom like in those trashy romance novels I read under my blankets with a flashlight after lights-out. I want him to tear me open and reveal the parts of me that I dust even know about...}
{...The girl walked in and saw the most fantastic sight anyone could possibly imagine: jewels stacked ten, no, twenty high and golden pearls as the floor. Goblets sat upon chests and chests of treasure, chests with golden filigree and amethyst locks. Priceless medallions hung from the ceiling, which must have been at least thirty feet high. It was as though someone had filled the most marvelous cathedral in the world with the most beautiful treasures known to man. Jessica didn't know where to start...}
gergopasztor
{...
I was sitting in the lounge room of our school's student to student part. Student to student is a program in which new students are assigned to older students who will show the school around. I am unfortunately not in it, I will next year, if that counts.
The room has lots of bean bags, a coffee table, a three seat sofa, a two seat sofa, bookcases, two TVs, multiple consoles and a stereo which is on blasting. I was alone in the room, indeed I was almost alone in the whole building, and only some sponsors are here. I usually spend my time here helping around. As I finished my Soul Eater manga Volume 1, the door opened and Ms. Tran, our VP stepped in....}
KuroAiTenshi
The earliest taste of love,
An elementary emotion, laced with a honeyed glaze of vehemence.
A glimpse of heartfelt, genuine pleasure.
The sort of happiness we were meant for, as humans.
An innocent ecstasy, lacking sin.
Empty of lust.
Void of pain.
The purest sentiment.
Cursed lives we lead,
A gorgeous mortal heaven, lingering in front of us,
forever out of reach,
like a snowflake- an exquisite beauty,
caught in our warmth,
It melts away,
leaving only an icy pool of tears to reside in sorrow.
{...As we approached, the two burly men stepped from either side of the door. “Welcome Sir, Madame.” With a deep, gracious bow, they wrenched the door ajar for us, so we could enter unhindered. Before I could so much as utter so much as a word of appreciation, Kazuma tugged me inside. I opened my mouth to scold him, for not allowing me to express my gratitude to those poor men, however, whatever I had premeditated to say was forgotten, as my face transformed from irritation to astonishment in a fraction of a second. “Wh-What..?” I was near speechless. With a family as well off as mine, I had been to some fairly prominent and marvelous restaurants in my lifetime, however not one even moderately paralleled this.....}
{...Angel blushed a deep crimson at the thought. “Is it really okay..?” She thought to herself. “I mean.. We are in love, so shouldn’t making love be permissible?” After a moment, she snapped back to reality. “I.. I’ll do it. When and where should we meet?” She paused, biting her lip, waiting for a response.
“Mmm.. How about the empty classroom? Room 538, I think,” Kanade stopped for a second, giving it some thought. “Tomorrow, during lunch, when all the teachers are on break.”
Angel nodded to herself, “A-Alright.. I’ll be there.” She distanced herself from the phone, fearing Kanade might overhear the rhythmic pounding within her chest.
“Good. Don’t be late.” Kanade smiled knowingly, realizing the effect this would most likely be having on her lover. She pulled the phone away from her ear, and with a click, ended the call that would eventually change their lives forever. “Hmm.. It’s going to be quite the day tomorrow.” ...}
 -bikenotes · Wed Jul 11, 2012 @ 05:44am · 0 Comments |
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