Our first Dance

Raining ink, blue bloodshedIn waters, I sink to my deathbed.Leaving behind pages on which i bled.Have you read?~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~A poetry collection

There once was a story of a soldier so devastating and skilled that he could take on whole armies. Those stories were wrong, he could take on empires.Set in the Star Wars Universe during the Clone Wars, a super soldier wakes up to a new war. Bred for war, built to never yield, John 117 struggles to find peace whilst placed in a galactic-wide war.Halo/Star Wars crossover

My name is Angel White. At 15, I found my mate. That wasn't supposed to happen for another 2 years. He didn't know I was his, which made running that much easier.• •Angel White wasn't rejected by her mate. But she knew that if he had known, he surely would've beat her before rejecting her. Angel's pack blamed her for the death of their last third in command. Her parents and twin brother beat her behind closed doors, and the pack treated her like trash.She was only going to put up with it until she found her mate, hoping he would love and protect her. How unlucky could she be to be mated to the future alpha who also took pleasure in beating her?Angel realized she was somewhat different from the other wolves, and different could be dangerous for her. So she did the only logical thing she could: she ran. She didn't know if she'd ever see her former pack again, but she sure as hell wouldn't miss them.*Started March 14, 2019*

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My crush

"What the hell did you do!?" I heard a feminine voice behind me. I groaned and turned around to meet a very angry face. I have never seen a girl this pissed before and honestly speaking, I am a little bit afraid."She knew what she was getting into. Everyone knows I am player and I never stick to one girl." I shrugged and turned around to walk away. I didn't even take one step when I felt a firm hand on my t-shirt. She took a fist full of my shirt and turned me around so I was facing her. She then held my collar. Damn, she is almost the same height as me and if I would have been any normal guy, I would be terrified of her."You don't treat girls like trash, asshole. She has feelings, she is not some toy that you got bored from after playing for a while. Apologize to her." She said through gritted teeth pointing towards Leah who was crying her eyes out. I noticed the crowd that started forming around us. I shrugged her hand away from my t-shirt and glared at her."I will not apologize to anyone." I said slowly through gritted teeth. She is starting to piss me off. No one clashes me and no one stands against me. Even though I am new here, everyone knows that. I saw her eyes go blank and before I could duck, her fist made contact with my face and I felt sharp pain coursing through my nose. I held my nose tight and felt warm liquid flowing to my lips. Olivia Claire is a 16 year old high scholar. She is a fighter who never took anyone's shit and is famous for it. She mostly minds her own business occasionally helping people that might need her. Carter Grayson is a 16 year old guy recently transferred to Olivia's high school. Tall, handsome guy with lean figure, hazel eyes, brown hair and smile to die for. He has been known to be a player in his last high school and he plans on continuing that identity. So, what happens when a typical bad boy clashes with a not-so-nerd bad girl.

Poetries based on inner feelings..

drafts, short stories, some poetry??, or anything that comes to my mind