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posted by dragonsmemory
The Eden Chronicles is the ndoto series I am currently working on. As the series is in progress, I decided to add a club here, allowing you, Reader, to tell me your thoughts.
In uandishi the series, I decided to document the entire history of Eden. I called this place Eden because it is where the spirits of dead wanyama and plants are taken. No humanspirit has ever been pure enough to come here. Eden is a true paradise.
The first book, A Little Bit zaidi Than Love, takes place toward the end of Eden's history. Later in the series, I hope to explain the past. Once I get caught up, I will then document the end of the Eden I have followed. After that, the series ends.
As a sequel to the Eden Chronicles, I plan to write the Dragonknight books, telling of the future, where humans now live in Eden.
The vitabu will document the lives of the kings and queens of the dragons, as well as the lives of commondragons and other beings.
A LITTLE BIT zaidi THAN LOVE, Book 1 of the Eden Chronicles SYNOPSIS
The book is divided into three parts. In Part 1, The Start of Love, two dragoni are guided kwa the Great Ones to find each other. Circumstances lead to Kikikyo, the Crown Prince, saving Twera from a demon. At the conclusion of Part 1, they realize that they have true love.
Part 2 picks up with their first mating flight together. They meet Grithmi, a Pegasus, and Catfokk, a scarlet-and-gold phoenix. Catfokk falls in upendo with a demoness, against the advice of his friends. That relationship causes him to swali everything about the Eden he knows. After the Marafiki save Catfokk from himself, a demon kwa the name of Clakbok invades the Council, bent on killing Kikikyo and Twera.
Kikikyo stands in the way of the demon's fatal strike. Paarthurnax, Kikikyo's aging father, throws himself in front of the demon. With no time to turn aside, the fell beast kills the ancient king. With his last breath, Paarthurnax names Kikikyo as the new king. Clakbok vows to one siku kill the young king.
Part 3, From Death, Life, picks up about two months later. Kikikyo is off hunting for Clakbok, while pregnant Twera is nyumbani at the palace. The fell demon sneaks up on the king and kills him. As he dies, he sends his spirit back to his Twera for one last farewell.
Instead, Twera vows to kill Clakbok. kwa doing so, she would bring her true upendo back from the dead. But, there is one small problem. Twera is nearly due to Lay and she is nearly blind. It would be impossible for her to go out alone, ffind the demon, and kill it.
Twera ffinds a spell that can recall spirits. She summons Paarthurnax for his wisdom and advice. She then travels out to the homes of their old friends, asking for their help. The future looks dark and gray from Twera's point of view. She sets out, knowing her upendo is watching over her, waiting to be brought home.
To tell more, of course, would spoil the story. Below I have sketched out my ideas for some of the other books.
HOPE FOR EDEN
This is the tale of Pandora, the last Queen of Eden's dragons. She is forced into hiding kwa an invasion of humans. Since her parents named her Hope, she knows her destiny is to unite the creatures of Eden and provide a light in the dark room of their future.
IN THE BEGINNING
This story is told kwa an old dragon grandmother. It tells of the formation of the universe from Nothing kwa the Being that would later give rise to the Great Ones. It also tells the story of the first Dragon King, Draco himself.
THE REVOLUTION
This is the story of the Failed Revolution. In it, Crown Prince Rokujo is Enchanted kwa demons into overthrowing and killing his family and his world. This tragic tale tells of the final battle, where many dragoni died. The new ruler set aside the battlefield as a memorial called Wasteland. It would take many centuries ffor the population to recover.

This is only a small sample of the stories of Eden. Another series, Encounter, will trace the interactions between humans and magic through history, literature, and my imagination.
        Beginning of Prologue
    
I opened my eyes to the bright sun shining in through my window. It was too bright that I had to squint. I rolled out of kitanda lazily and went to my closet to grab my clothes for today. I rubbed my eyes and looked into the mirror and saw my messy hair, it looked as if it were medusas hair. There was a knock on the door and the familiar voice called out my name like honey. “Jamie? Are wewe awake yet?” Nick asked through the door. Quickly, I ran to my bedroom door and flung it open and collapsed into...
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posted by Kimi4312
(This is a maarufu online novel I had been posting on my Facebook account, enjoy! ^_^)

~Chapter 1: How To Save A Life~
Dawn was a beautiful young woman who recently caught her boyfriend cheating on her with another woman, Dawn wrote a suicide note to give to her Marafiki Jessica, Kristina, Alison and Madison, Dawn puts on her black dress and takes a razor blade with her, Dawn walks on her apartment housing roof that is 20 feet below, she sits there watching her boyfriend have sex with another woman, Dawn's dark eyes begins to pour out tears as her moyo begins to break she steps on the edge of...
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posted by para-scence
I wasn't the only one that got busted; Jordan and Rigby did as well. They threw me into the police car, inayofuata to them. They stared sullenly at the floor.

"You kids are in a lot of trouble," the cop alisema as he drove us to the station. Why did he have to even say that? We all knew it already. I closed my eyes, and tried not to think. Already, I was getting a splitting headache. I didn't want to think about what was happening, au what was going to happen. I wonder what would happen if I asked the cop for my drugs back...

When we got to the station, they put us in a cell directly. They alisema we were...
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Once upon a time there was a girl named Evangeline Lovesky and all she wanted was to have friends, but no one wanted to be her friend because she was a princess and they thought that if they made her angry she would have them killed. But she was very nice and would not. Evangeline was about 5' tall and was 13 years old and has beautiful golden hair about to her waist. One siku she was bored an decided to take a walk. She walked all the way from the castle, past the market, and all the way to a small corner of houses surrounded kwa fields. These were the farmers houses, though the farmers were...
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posted by RiverIce
When I wake up, my mother is shaking me around.
"Wake up, my Willow Princess! A meeting needs to be arranged right now! It is urgent, my princess!" She says. I get up quickly and put on my winter dress. when i get out of my wooden room my grandmother is standing on the Ceremony Rock shouting out angry words.
"We need to stand up for ourselves!"
"Yeah!" the Willow People shout altogether.
"We need to onyesha the Mbwa mwitu loups who's boss!"
"Yeah!"
this goes on until my grandmother calls my mother and me up.
my mother talks softly, "The wolves... they have sent the Death-Message... they want battle......
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posted by GabbyRaptor
All this pain just inside...I cannot let it go.... It hurts so bad...Seeing the one wewe upendo in the arms of another.... Each night I cry myself to sleep,just hopeing the inayofuata siku will be even beter...But these words always run through my mind..."You're going to die alone".. It repetes and repetes...Pain ... Oh how it hurts so... But what makes it worse...That someone that's with the one my upendo ...is my rival....Time has stopped to wewe as your tears run down slowly on my cheek.... I've Lost almost everyone in my life... It's even scary just trying to be myself....They say if wewe keep your feelings jared up...you'll snap... That's haven't happened to me yet... And hope it will never will. Don't keep your feelings jared up... au one siku you'll snap
posted by Insight357
    I bent back gracefully, my arms extended to where my fingers almost skimmed the ice. I slid along a curve before straightening back up, a black feathered sleeve coming across my face. My feet crossed as I went into a small spin on the frozen water. I skated over to the light blue wall, and took a long breath.
    I had been training for a skating competition for about a week, and I could feel the bruises from yesterday throbbing. I’d had my fair share of falls the past week and it seemed today the siku the pain wanted to play hell.
    I...
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posted by wolfclan121
I loved to write songs. These beautiful poems of love, heartbreak, life and misery. I still do. Shame they'll never reach the world as I hoped.
But, life is life and death is well, death. I wish I could still play with Eyes Of The Wolf, my old band. I remember the lullaby I wrote for Jannet when she had nightmares.


'Prr, Prr
Of the Cat on the mat so peaceful
Cheep, Cheep
Of the Bird in the garden so alive
Neigh, Neigh
Of the Horse on the racecourse so mwepesi, teleka
Woof, Woof
Of the Pup in the tulips so playful
But now please my dear Jannet rest
So tomorrow wewe take life's inayofuata test'




I still sing it to her every night. But she can't hear me now. Maybe i'm just not imba loud enough. Sometimes she hears me sing a few lines. I know because sometimes when I sing she'll start crying. I don't know why. Maybe she misses me. au maybe I scare her. I don't know. The world is a very strange place
posted by SueLuvsVJ101
 The leader, Miranda, looking like she stepped from a 17 magizine, as always.
The leader, Miranda, looking like she stepped from a 17 magizine, as always.
I watched the 'It' girls stride down the hall. They smiled their perfect, white toothed smiles at cute senior boys, who of course drooled and practicially fell over. The way they looked, you'd think they owned the school. The leader, Miranda, pulled out her perfectly intact iPhone with its blinged out pink case, and texted quickly, lavender thumbs tapping the screen. Her crew, Kristen and Lillianna, dutifully following like mbwa on leashes. Miranda was a beautifully devious, and knew how to make it hurt HARD. Lillianna wasn't much for saying anything, anything NICE, that is. And of course,...
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posted by jklilly56
    “Dude are wewe even ready for school inayofuata Monday? I haven’t had time to go shopping with getting ready for fair and everything.” I was talking to my best friend Kat on the phone since I was freaking out about doing two project boards in less than 12 hours. “Hell to the no I’m not, wewe know me procrastinating Randy. We’ll have to go shopping on Sunday when we’re all done cleaning up.” It was so hard getting ready to go into our freshman mwaka when our first siku after the county fair ended. “Randy! How am I ever going to get all my clothes figured out?!”...
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posted by nick_cross
When I awoke it was already dark out, and there was a man on the other side of the porch screaming out into the night, I rose and tried to listen. I couldn’t make out much of what he was saying but it sounded like he was asking a lot of questions. For a sekunde I thought maybe he was screaming at somebody. Out of curiosity, I started walking over to him to see who he was screaming at. When I got close enough I could see that he was looking up facing the sky, I couldn’t see his face because it was covered kwa the shadow casted from the ceiling of the porch. When I got even closer I smelled...
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Greetings writers club, i am also an artist like all of wewe :) i am the A&Os best heavy metal song writer and i want to onyesha wewe all what i can do :).

branded the animal:

VERSE 1:
Branded like an animal
The lack of sleep will burn in my mind
You won't leave until wewe make your message clear
(for peace of mind) (for peace if mind)

VERSE 2:
Breathing very deeply
You will never know how I feel
Leaving me with picha of perfect insanities field
(for peace of mind) (for peace of mind)

CHORUS:
Leaves me with Words of pure damnation that I am.
(cause i am damnation personified)
i have been
branded like...
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posted by ttmrktmnrfn0830
This is a song inspired kwa Anastasia's Once Upon a December. Also, it's the main song for my novel-in-progress, Imaginary. It's a song in which one of the main characters sings to cheer her up when she's scared. And once I finally get the story ilitumwa here, you'll actually see the depth and power and horror of the song.
Written kwa a friend of mine from school.

Midnight settles, darkness falls
Close your eyes and remember
Fallen angels always sing
Once upon a December

Blood is flowing and it's warm,
Life's nightmares are like a storm
Demons dancing gracefully
across my memory

Broken butterflies with torn wings
The pain they will always remember
Fallen angels, I hear them sing
Once upon a December.
posted by LovingLucy
Scraping at the boughs,
Unknowns becomeths known,
Where shards break across my skin as my mind is shredded into nothing.
How did I get here?
How did I become this?
How do I get out?
Trapped inside a thousand mirrors,
Seeing so many façades,
Which one is me?
Carved up and bleeding,
Happy unconscious,
Pepped up to go?
Nails scratch into my brain,
As I pick apart memories,
For a clue.
An inkling.
An idea.
Lost!
I’m so lost!
Where do I fit in anymore?
Who am I?
And how did I wind up here?
posted by Vampiyaa
   "What's wrong with Raphael?" Amena asked confusedly, entering the jikoni in which Linda was preparing dinner. 
   "He's just down about something," Linda said, smiling at Amena. "He'll be out the dakika he smells dinner." Amena took the spoon from Linda's hand and smiled.
   "Don't worry, I can finish up here," she alisema warmly. "Why don't wewe rest for a while outside, maybe get some fresh air?" The sekunde Linda left Amena began digging for a pot.
   Raphael may have stolen my first kiss, she thought bitterly. But that doesn't mean that I shouldn't help him out...

Raphael lay there...
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Can I Hate You?

Can I Hate You? I dont know.
You did so much, to make me smile,
I wish I hadnt fallen so hard, so fast, with my eyes closed.
You loved me,I think, I know I loved you.
I cant just throw it away over night.
I want wewe back, here with me.
I miss being yours, I miss it.
I know I'm strong, I know I'll live.
I know I wont die.
Can I hate you? I dont know.
I've decided I cant, no matter your choices,
It hurts yes, to see wewe go
But I can pull up my pullups,
And do it with dignaty,
Yes theyve asked, but i alisema no
I dont want them, I want you.
But I guess that cant happen.
So can I hate you? No.


So were...
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posted by para-scence
I was able to find a kiti, kiti cha with a little sixth grader. She pushed herself to the window, making sure she was as far from me as she could get. What, was I diseased? I ignored her and just stared at the kiti, kiti cha in front of me, avoiding eye contact with anyone.

After about a twenty dakika bus ride, we got to the school. Afraid to be noticed, I waited until most of the people got off the bus. This really annoyed the sixth grader; I had her trapped, so she had to wait until I got the guts to cut someone off. Finally, I started to get off the bus, when I felt hands on my back. As I was getting off, they...
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posted by Moonlight_Kitty
The night was hollow, the moon casting gray shadows through the dark forest as he ran.
Darting between trees, jumping over fallen logs, he glided through the forest like a cloaked shadow himself. He was aware of the others in the forest, the dark beasts that chased him. He stopped as several beasts jumped in front of him. Their red eyes held fast to him as their skin rippled and bubbled. He gritted his teeth, once these had been normal dogs, mbwa he had played with long ago. Now they were beasts of the blackest element, chained to a dark and dismal fate, and loyal to their creator.
He brought...
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posted by Jawas4eva
I need to find a name for my character. She is a twelve mwaka old girl with short, kinda boyish blonde hair. She has a curious and Mischievous personality and a tomboyish attitude. She loves Music, she plays kinanda and guitar, gitaa and can play the Saxaphone really well. She is also very good in school. She has green eyes and likes to draw and write. Her main flaw is when she makes mistakes she has trouble realising that she is only human, and humans make mistakes. I am trying to find a good name but I am having a lot of trouble. Please help!
posted by QueridaPantufa
It was a dark day. The wind was rushing through the trees and the rain came down without any mercy. I was alone in the house, searching for something I could do on this stormy day.
I decided to go outside, so I could feel nature’s power rushing through my veins.

Once I opened the door, I felt like I was about to enter a whole different world.
The wind was blowing in my ears and my clothes were soaked the moment I stepped outside.
But I kept going. I did not want to go back. I wanted to keep moving forward.
I wanted to become one with the rain, become one with the wind. I wanted to be the rain...
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