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Sigillum Diaboli 7.0Chapter Seven:
He felt frozen in his own skin. His words came out as a scream when he tried to talk the first time. Bam could feel the eyes of the younger skater’s on him, but the Finn brushed them off with a wave of a hand muttering “He’s fine, leave us be.” Bam’s body was trembling more than it should have been. Bam, he was scared shitless, how did this foreigner know about the mark? How did he know about these scars? He shuddered, and he could feel the entrancing jade eyes roam over his shaking frame once more with a sort of a smirk on his features. “You’re a child to me, Brandon. It’s nothing but a game to me. A dangerous game of cat and mouse.” His voice came out as a purr, his eyes watching as I shook.
“Why?” Bam managed to choke out.
“Because I can.” It was a snarky reply, and it chilled Bam to the bone how smug it sounded. He could see it dripping from the Finn’s words. The Finn’s large fi
Sigillum Diaboli 6.0Chapter Six:
He didn’t understand what was going on with himself. The claw marks had been so evident in the bathroom mirror, on his skin. Bam couldn’t get past the fact it felt like someone was watching his every movement. Bam let out a soft sigh trying to calm his nerves. He had left his apartment dorm to go skate. His feet gracing the board holding a steady stance on t. His eyes glanced over the skate park as he watched some young kids, younger than his own age by far skate around. He brushed his dark hair away from his eyes, letting out another soft sigh. It was his first time in his life in a while that he had skated here again.
Bam pushed himself forward on his skateboard, hoping onto the rail then proceeded to grind on it. The board giving off sparks and made a noise as it grinded across the rail. At the last possible second he lost his balance on the board, falling to the ground, the board skidding across the concrete with a clack and what sounded
Sigillum Diaboli 5.0Chapter Five:
Bam felt so tired when he got back into the college dorm with Ryan later on that night. The pair had just made it in past curfew, and Bam yawned a little loudly, fingers stretching as he did so. "God, I am so tired after that." Bam muttered to Ryan, his friend rubbing his eyes also yawning loudly as well.
"It felt like we were there forever," Ryan muttered. "Did you find anyone of your liking?" Ryan asked him.
"Not tonight. Same old people." Bam said back, glancing out the window for a brief second.
"Well goodnight, I'm going to get some shut eye. I have classes in the morning if you remember correctly." Ryan said and then headed off into the direction of his room.
Bam headed off into his, and the fleet of nightmares overtook his dreams once again...
Oceanic eyes stared at the light walls, they were an illusion sense of comfort it seemed, everything else here was darkened. He could hear the clinking of the cuffs when he tried to move his hands behind him.
I am Pain! ch1
Dear reader, before you even start reading this depressing story, i think i better introduce myself.
I am Pain, a creature born of shadows, doomed for eternity to walk this earth.
A demon of disaster, once a human being but no more… This is my story, my legacy, my diary. And trust me when i tell you to never wander alone after dark!
It was the year 1666, the year of the devil. The night was dark and the moon shining bright over the tiny village i once called home. I, the son of a poor farmer
were out working the fields late into the night. I did not make a joke when i said we were poor. We only had one day left to pay back the baron the taxes we owe him,
or else my father would loose the small farm we were so lucky to own. You see, the Baron was a scary and vicious man, the rumors said that he prayed on young boys
and the ones that could not pay would give up their first born sons to pay their debts. My father on the other hand, would be alone if he lost me.
My mother died y
Gotta Be Something More Ch.2
~*~ Chapter 2 ~*~
Her shift is over and her relief clerk comes in. It is a friend of hers, a girl named Kat Domon. She gets a french vanilla/hot chocolate cappuccino and a bag of glazed mini-cruellers. She is walking home, eating her donuts and drinking her cappuccino and she lets her mind drift, but she is still completely aware of her surroundings. Her mind goes back to her last customer, the guy that got the cappuccino. She knows she knows him from somewhere, but she just can't place him. Oh well...but she just can't get his jade green eyes, shaggy hair, porcelain complexion, his angelic smile, his scent, his hypnotic voice, out of her head. She can't forget him.
When she arrives home, her cat Lucy, is sprawled out on her bed.
"Oh Lucy! You look so comfortable! Can I join you?"
Lucy looks up at Raivyn, yawns, and gives a little meow. She undresses, puts her pj's on, which consist of a white t-shirt that has a pirate flag on it, and blue and green flannel pattern pj pants, and crawls
Gotta Be Something More Ch.1
~*~ Chapter 1 ~*~
Born December 16th, 1983, Raivyn's mother died from complications shortly after giving birth. That left her father, Trent Hartley, to raise her. He took up trucking in order to pay the bills and keep food on their table. When he was away, Raivyn's aunt and uncle took care of her. Then when she was 15, her father was killed in a tragic accident. Her aunt and uncle couldn't be bothered with her anymore, so that left her to fend for herself. She was named the sole beneficiary on her dad's unsurance policy. It wasn't much, but it would get her by for a while. Their little 2 bedroom house was paid for, but she still needed food and there were still bills to pay. And on top of that, she was only 15 and still in school. She got a job and somehow managed to make the insurance money last until she graduated high school 3 years later.
After high school, she was able to get a better job since she didn't have school anymore. She got a job at a Conoco convience store in West Chest
Gotta Be Something More Ch. 0
~*~ Prolouge ~*~
Name: Raivyn Onyx Hartley
Eyes: Ice blue
Hair: Black (natural)
Occupation: Clerk at a convience store
Location: West Creek, Pensylvannia (2.5 miles out of West Chester)
Long black hair. Ice blue eyes. Pale creamy complexion. Daughter of a trucker. Orphaned at age 15. Dreaming of the day she can leave and find her own path. Meet Raivyn Onyx Hartley.
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