18-year-old Casey Jenkins survived the vampire takeover unscathed while millions of others perished. After the war, Casey is taken from her parents and sold to an old and powerful vampire who has some serious anger issues and a past that seems to not only haunt him, but has something to do with her.

I know the feeling well.

Have you already read hunderds of stories about somebody's life? Well, this is not one of them. This is about my thoughts and how I look at the world. Interested? Read it. Not interested? Then I have no comment for you. R&R

Todd Gafferty, an atheist, creates a new religion just so he can get away with stuff at school. But when he finds himself surrounded by followers, things get a little out of hand. Fans, your Todd fix has returned! Please read & review!

Well, whoever won it was a person too and he must have been proud of it.

I am Not a personal assistant. I like to think of myself like a zookeeper, with vampires instead of lions, grouchy, overdressed lions. And I do have to keep them from mauling the visitors, especially the annoying ones.

please r&r

Imagine you were a fifteen-year-old boy who liked girls. Sounds simple enough right? Wrong.

I’m drawing you a picture, Its beautiful you see, It reminds me of us, And what we used to be. pease read and review, will try to return the favour, DEPRESSING!

Right on.

You know a dollar a day will provide a bowl of rice to an impoverished child, but a dollar fifty will... Reading would be much appreciated.

Written for the victims of the school shooting at Columbine High School, April 20, 1999.

What I believe, society does to young girls.Please review.

Part of the Tribute to the Nameless Series. Even as he went down, dying, the flames that engulfed his scorched body flared like a superhero's cape around him. His memory would remain burned there forever.

Slight language/ violence. Bleh, lyrics are good for venting. Reviews are nice...

My addiction

to an old acquaintance.

Cole Matthews came to Ginger Heights expecting the usual. What he didn't expect was being pulled into a war between werewolves and vampires. Can he make the ultimate choice before everyone he cares about falls dead around his feet? COMPLETE

COMPLETE : What if a vampire, those deadly creatures of the night, didn't have to be invited into your home? What if they invited themselves? What if, by some unfortunate twist of fate, they chose you to be their next pet...

yeah...i think it sucks...and im probably right....

2250 AD. Earth's population is too large for the planet to support. A plague is created to kill the weak. But it's more successful than expected. It knows no boundaries. Only the strong of body and spirit can survive. It is Survival of the Fittest.oneshot

uh...what the title says....

Just popped into my head a few minutes ago. Seriously guys, I'd appreciate if all you people who read my work would just make a comment...

i wish you turned to me....please r/r

meh...i was bored...

your silence brutally drowns out my thoughts, and echoes through passageways where they don't belong.

screeching unspoken words in the background.

when you read something it should take you to a whole nother time and place put you in someone elses shoes so i wrote a poem bout what i like to feel when i read something kinda pulled it out of thin air so feedback would be great thanks much

i was being seduced by death himself....poem i wrote in like two minutes....but you should still give it a try.....please r/r

and you forgot to give me an explanation, or anything at all, for that matter.

...it seems like your lover was more in love with the razor's kiss....

about how i used to cut myself....please r/r!

Do you believe in hell? How about heaven? You should. I’m living proof of both. No, I’m not a demon. And no, I am not an angel. I’m a fallen angel. My name is Gavin. And this is Armageddon.

A well odd poem about self injury and who really knows what I was thinking. R&R

What BS.

It's hot and humid, his fan doesn't work, and he doesn't have enough money for a Sprite. Oneshot, complete.

A poem that was originally meant to invoke images of a vampire drastically changed into something...unusual. And by "unusual", think 'The Pale Man' from the movie Pan's Labyrinth.

Again, getting a much needed re-edit. What it feels like to be...

A poem I wrote when feeling lonely and sad.Where there was no one by my side.R&R!

Somehow I see it best when your hands are on my wrists,the only place I know to gowhen my face meets your fists.

Written for my ex, because he thinks, or thought, I hate him. He's dead now, took his own life. Any way. You could . . . .

Written in a fit of disappointment over a friend's new choice of lifestyle. Dedicated to Liam.

Black hair, black clothes and combat-boots. An outsider, everyone knew

Tomorrow I'll be strong... Just let me cry tonight.

Please Just Surface From Icy Depths. Please. Warnings: Suicide

I will never be one to shout my problems to the world, or to tell you what I'm fully thinking...

Rated for language. A VERY angry song directed at an ex-best friend who betrayed me. Untitled. If you think of something, I'd be glad to hear it.

My canvas is not of paper and wood...

When you found love and there is only one night left for you. One night stand with a ghost. :D

A poem written after my father's death.

Meine erste Story, schon einige Jahre alt und etwas kitschig. Wie viele Enttäuschungen kann man ertragen und soll man je wieder jemandem vertrauen?

"Calming Crimson, let it flow; simple puddle, let it grow"...Just read it?

I hate where I live