SEARCH RESULTS Sort by : Story Name Oldest Story Newest Story Votes Rating  Ambush He is watching us With eyes of sorrowful stone Thirsting for our flesh   Coiled, like a deadly Spring, he cuts through the crisp air Screams pierce the dark night   Puddles of scarlet Rippling in the chilling breeze Are all that remain Category Poetry Visitor Rating (0)  Blackout No way. I didn't do it. I DID NOT DO IT. I loved Damien so much. We'd just run to the supermarket before we went back to his place. I couldn't remember anything after that. I have blackouts. But I DIDN'T kill him. The CCTV says otherwise. My name is Esme Daniels, and I'm 14. I am in a police cell, hands behind my back in handcuffs, shackled to the wall. Policemen are whispering to each other. I can catch snippets. 'So young,  and yet so twisted' 'She's horrific evil' 'This is worse... Category Death Visitor Rating (1)  Cmon! Hi, I'm Dannii and I write action stories. I can never find a good place to post them, but this place is brill! Me and my friend hk love posting stuff here. Join please! Category Activity Visitor Rating (1)  Detection I can see everything I see past the faces The clothes tell nothing I catch the most subtle hint A turn of the lips A glint in the eye Eyebrows furrowed Fists clenched Hating me Despising me Fearing me I am the lie detection machine Lie to me, will you? Category Poetry Visitor Rating (1)  Detonation Chapter One: My Storybook Life ‘For hell’s sake, Dessi, put your head down! Unless for some reason, you want a new bullet hair accessory!’ hissed my dad Jas, as we hurtled up the motorway in his old Porsche. I ducked instinctively at the deafening noise of a gunshot, sparks flying as the bullet, seemingly in slow motion, ripped down the silver paintwork, and tore a hole in the side of my door.  ‘Damn you, you *****s!’ swore my dad, as the giant, looming, death-black jeep covered our... Category Action/Adventure Visitor Rating (1)  Detonation Chapter Two: Welcome to Oklahoma   'We're here.' Jas spoke with a monotone. He was about as excited about living for three months in Oklahoma as me. As in, not. Everything about it was the same as the stereotype- burning sun that was tinging my bronzed-thanks-to-Georgia skin red. We left the airport in a red Aldi, bought by Jas' "construction company". They'd sent him out here to bust a counterfeit ring operating in Oklahoma city. He drove down the endless, winding roads, obviously... Category Action/Adventure Visitor Rating (0)  Detonation Chapter Three: Dimitri   I couldn't speak. Gazing into the boy's eyes in front of me, I wanted to drown in them. Kind brown eyes, gazing at me. 'IDIOT! He must think you're deranged! Get off his sleeping bag! Dessi, you pillock, MOVE!' The sane part of my brain eventually took over when the curses of the annoyed homeless people broke into my thick-as-two-short-planks head. I sprang up, walking past everyone with tomato-red cheeks, muttering 'sorry, sorry, sorry, yes, I'll get that... Category Action/Adventure Visitor Rating (0)  Holly Her hair is whipping in the breeze Her eyes the colour of the seas She dazzles me, impeccably And her name is Holly She turns our heads from near and far But us, I think, are something more Her glowing smile when she sees me I know her name is Holly I can't approach her without gasping Shocked that compliments come out rasping I'm scared of that she comes to me Don't know what to make of Holly I finally made that little step To plunge in way out of my depth I spoke to her, quite... Category Poetry Visitor Rating (0)  Hurricane Shadowed skies Leaving debris In its destructive path Eating through the buildings Hurricane   Thunder fills the sky A man on a giant drum Penetrates my eardrums I cannot hear my pounding heart Hurricane   Lightning bolts Illuminate the black sky Suffocating the moon and stars And set all alight Hurricane   Winds They pick me up And fling me away It almost feels like flying Until my feet touch the ground Hurricane   Blood Engulfing me I'm drowning... Category Poetry Visitor Rating (0)  Jagged Splinters PROLOGUE Jamie Harvey stepped out of the sedan. The blood of another victim was on his hands, just another bit of evidence on his sadistic profession. He'd been quick this time: the only reason to think he'd just murdered her would be the misted windows- and the corpse 'sleeping' in the back of the car. Her strawberry blonde hair hung over her face, eyes glazed. A single jet of blood was spurting out of her silent heart.   Jamie whipped out his phone, and called Phoebe. Ever since he'd... Category Action/Adventure Visitor Rating (1)   Page 1 of 2   Previous  1  2  Next