~A Loving Neko Welcomes You Home~ by MyntyPaws, literature
Literature
~A Loving Neko Welcomes You Home~
It had been a hot and tiresome day. The want to return home was powerful, pulling you like the hand of a friend. Back to your couch and more simple pleasures afforded by your modest lifestyle. Your own little slice of the world you could call your own and could rest your head in your own bed, where you could bask in the chilly air stored inside from the cool morning.
As the setting sun turned the sky into a beautiful display of lavender, yellow, pink and blue in a cloudless sky heat was still thick in the air, enough to make sweat bead up upon your brow as you made your way home, the dry grass of your lawn crunching gently beneath your heels
Contest Entry: Second Chance Of Love by MercenaryBlade, literature
Literature
Contest Entry: Second Chance Of Love
I remember meeting Lilly for the first time. It was my senior year of highschool and we were in the same class together, literature and creative writing. It was one of those electives where you’d find students from multiple grades in attendance.
For a high school class it was pretty laid back. We’d read from short stories and novels before breaking into groups to discuss what was read. Lilly and I were in the same group and when I saw her I felt my cheeks flush.
She was a thin pale brunette with a streak of red in her hair, emerald eyes twinkling with a smattering of freckles below them. She was a five foot something girl with a
In a dull, lonesome graveyard there dwelled a young ghost named Todd. He had been a ghost for several years. He envied the living; however he did not frighten or harm them in any way. Todd merely yearned to be among the living again. In a cottage right next to the graveyard, hidden by the thick trees, weeds, and bushes, lived Vincent, a mysterious warlock. Todd knew it was very well possible Vincent could make him alive again, but he was too scared to ask. What if Vincent had a cold personality, or just simply wouldn’t do it?
One day a young girl and her parents moved into a big house not very far from the grave
Roses and Milk (Commission) by MyntyPaws, literature
Literature
Roses and Milk (Commission)
Nakoi smiled, slipping his clawed paw into his bag and tossing some millet into the concrete at his feet, much to the joy and jubilation of the pigeons at his feet. "Heh.. here you go." He purred, fluttering his own wings, his fur as white as the stuff in Twinkies.
Across the grass of the humble park, eyes watched him, fur black as a hangman's cloak and with a sythe beside him.. Seth blinked slowly, nervously fidgeting with his hands. The gentle wind slid into his long open coat and over his bare chest. It was his best, black as his fur with patches of chainmail on the shoulders and lining the hem. He shivered a little from the cold, biting