Short Story Chapter 1

Ms. Samantha tied back her reddish-brownish hair that is curly, long, and very messy. She put it into a ponytail.

While Jason’s life was starting to head back in the right direction, Tyler’s was doing quite the opposite. He was starting to get seriously messed up mentally and physically. He also owed a lot of people money and they were looking to find him. His life was at an all time

“Check his hair,” Raylan said, handing Rachel the glasses. “You ever see hair that straight on a brother?”

“Where is he?” demanded Annabelle. Her wavy long strawberry blonde hair was pulled back into a ponytail so she looked even stricter than usual. Her deep sea of freckles and bright blue eyes added a playful flair to her look.

“The next moment they were in the shed, walking past the long line of stalls, when suddenly Nelly heard her father cry out: We've got him, sheriff! Block the door!”

Awakened by her exploration, his hands began grinding against her in a more intense fashion. Jessie had honestly thought that Puck wanted to caress his chest and maybe, maybe, touch him, but this was something else entirely as he felt her fingers closed around him. Shivering, his lips searched for hers, their tongues playing against each other as he drank from her with lustful passion. "It feels very good," he whispered to her between kisses. "You know, just in case

''I don’t get it.'' Firmly said Barry after a long silence, feeling his strength slowly, but surely, coming back to him, finally regaining the ability to sit straight on the rock wall behind him. ''What are we doing here?''

The only sound that they heard was the crash of the half table and chairs. The three were now staring at the shimmering light from the other side. Lincoln noted that in the next move, it would begin to take out their kitchen bench. That would be a little more than inconvenient. However, just as he waiting for the inevitable shift away, the tube suddenly telescoped back up and into the channel, disappearing from view. At the same time, they heard the familiar hiss of all the cell doors opening.

Silence clings in the air like the suspended moment before a falling glass shatters on the ground. And as the sunlight cascades down on him unhindered, the rain clenches to his skin as if it can feel his desolation and the way it seems to pulsate through his entire body.

While Finn was speaking the king had noticed long vines that grew from the top of the walls to almost touch the ground.

Alice kept the same smile upon her face as Chris shifted, visibly uncomfortable as she presented Joshua. The contrast between the two was pretty remarkable, with Chris’s lithe frame not even close to the heavy set figure of Josh. As if on cue, Chris gave a weak, uncertain protest. Not demanding that Josh leave, or that Alice stop this. But a feeble objection, one Alice breezed past like all his other mild ‘challenges’ to her. “It’s fine. In fact, I bet you’ll enjoy tonight.” She gave an overly sweet smile, her eyes locking onto Chris. They said far more then her mouth. ‘You’re gonna do want I want. And you’ll like it’. She kept her eye contact as Josh wrapped his arms around her, making Alice glanced back at her actual lover, enjoying the

She looked back up, seeing his expression she replied, "I know." She said smiling. She already knew he loved her.

“I never got your names, by the way,” (Y/N) brought up. “Well, I know you’re Prompto. Ig’s mentioned you’re a big fan of ‘King’s Knight.’”

The pillow seemed to sink a little, and Johnny died. I looked towards Dally, his face turned ten times younger, his face, his hard, mean, face had tears rolling down it. “...Johnny…” his voice whispered faintly, but Johnny said nothing. He could not. Dally had a pained expression that only someone who knew him could recognize, his hands were in fists. “We’re leaving,” Dally demanded,

A bright shaft of light pierced through the slim crack in the opening of a small tent, causing the girl inside turn her face away. Dawn had arrived and the girl knew that she should ride, but she wanted to get as much sleep as possible. She never got enough sleep, no matter how hard she tried. Riding with a company of soldiers did not allow for many comforts and sleep certainly was not one of them.