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Take My Hand (JackFrostxReader)Take my hand
and we will fly in the night
together we stand
but feel no fright
for I will take you to a winter wonderland.
Here we are in a white paradise
laying in the snow
under the stars, snowflakes sway to the breeze
you shudder as the icy winds blow.
I wrap my arms around you and whispered,
"Don't worry, I won't let you freeze."
Our lips brushed and locked in a frozen embrace
your lips were so warm to my cold kiss
that steam rose with a trace.
Alarmed, you break away despite your bliss
then the morning sun began to take place.
Admiring the sun, hand in hand
I stared at you, then I thought about a wonderful plan
I stood up and said with a boastful voice, "I want to be with you forever,
take my hand and without you shall be never,
stand with me forever and ever.
So I ask you again to take my hand and come with me to Neverland..."
The GiftAs Victoria neared Tye's house, she heard music and saw lights emitting out of the mansion, lighting up the sky and engulfing her ears with the pound of the beat. Victoria noticed that the street was packed with people and cars.
She stood still for a moment, Tye is having a party and didn't invite me?
Victoria found a spot two houses down the block to park her black motorcycle with a yellow, orange and pink stripe on it. She quickly jumped off her bike, her long tight curls bounced as she swung her helmet off, and ran to Tye's house. When she walked in she saw Aiko, Raz, Trigger, Mica, Bella, and Tye in the living room. Puzzled, Victoria asked:
"What's this party for?"
The whole group stared at her in astonishment.
"It's my birthday." Tye said perplexed.
Her hazel eyes opened wide, blankly staring back. Her face (mostly her mind) went numb. Victoria started to blush. The room suddenly became silent and awkward. Victoria slowly inched to the door. When she felt the door behind he
The Beginnig: Chapter 2 Trigger rides to the central part of the city. He went to any mechanic shop he could find but was rejected until he came across Joe’s Mechanics. There was a ‘Help Wanted’ sign on the front window. Trigger pulls up and parks in the parking lot. He goes into the shop. The place was nearly empty. Trigger goes up to the front desk. There was nobody working at the front desk.
“Hello??” Trigger asks looking around for anyone that worked there.
An enormous menacing-looking guy, with black hair and eyes, emerges from the back door. He notices Trigger.
“Can I help you?” the huge guy demanded.
“Hey, I’m looking for a job and I noticed that you have a ‘Help Wanted’ sign on your window.” Trigger says.
“Have you ever worked with motors or any kind of machinery?” the big guy questions.
“Ha, you could say that," tilts his head toward his bike in the front
End of The WorldWhy does the sun go on shining?
Why does the sea rush to shore?
Don't they know it's end of the world cause you don't love me anymore?
Why do the birds go on singing?
Why do the stars glow above?
Don't they know its the end of the world,
It ended when i lost your love.
I wake up in the morning and I wonder, "Why everything the same as was?"
I can understand, no, I can't understand how life goes on the way it does.
Why does my heart go on beating?
Why do these eyes of mine cry?
Don't they know it's the end of the world,
It ended when you said goodbye.~
The Beginning: Chapter 1 *Ding Dong*
“I’ll get it!” Trigger yelled from the kitchen.
Trigger walked out of the kitchen and opens the front door to find Raz behind it.
“Hey, right on time. Come in.” Trigger says casually.
A door slams from upstairs. Aiko slowly walks down the stairs
“Trigger can you please be more quit I’m trying to sleep.” she requests through a hint of irritation.
“Oh, my bad little sis but you have to get ready for school.” Trigger declares with a cheeky smile.
Aiko then notices Raz and gives him a heartfelt hug. Then, she runs back upstairs to her bedroom to get ready for school.
“Come to the living room, I have to finish cleaning the kitchen.” Trigger tells to Raz.
“Ok, but I have to ask you something important first.” Raz asks.
“Sure, what is it?” Trigger questions.
“For a guy in his twenties, why are you
On Halloween night, five teenagers were dared to spend the night in a haunted house. Richard, Christian, Bobby, Isaac, and Joseph were their names. They all had brought their own flashlight except Bobby because he couldn’t afford one. Richard brought the food. Christian became paranoid and brought each teen a small silver cross. Isaac denied it. Christian gave him a sly glance but Isaac and the others didn’t seem notice. Joseph brought extra batteries. Isaac brought blankets and a lighter. Bobby only brought the clothes on his back. The teens were told that anyone that enters would lose him or herself. It was said that the original owner became hysterical one day. He lost his humanity and killed his entire family in the most gruesome ways imaginable. None of teens believed this apart from Christian. As the teens settled in the living room, cold wind blew out of nowhere. Isaac said that there must be
The Parlour IncidentOne day in July, I believe it was, I found myself sitting with several acquaintances in Christopher's parlour. It was one of those deliciously lazy afternoons which only the summer in her full glory can bring. The room had a wan, listless light to it, relaxing the other guests and myself as we languidly chatted over tea and crumpets. The air was also sluggishly heavy, dulling the senses to a slowly-blended calm engendered by the heat of St. Othniel's southerly climate.
At length, after much stimulating conversation, Christopher stood, producing a book of sheet music.
"What do you all say to a bit of music?" he asked.
"Certainly," I answered.
"Oh yes, please do darling!" Tabitha exclaimed, "he's quite the maestro."
Christopher laughed, shaking his head.
"Now, now love, I'd not go that far."
He strode over to the piano as the other guests urged him on. Ida entered the room bearing a merrily steaming teapot and more crumpets.
"More tea sirs?" she inquired, shooting sideways glances at her
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