This was it. Exhale...inhale....Exhale...Inhale.
I prayed to a god i dont actually believe in that everything will be alright.
One opening of a door later: "Excuse me, my lady?" i curtsied.
"Oh, its anda 222. sit." i perched on her wooden stoll, even that seemed to smell of roses..."M-m-my lady, i, um....i wanted to apolgise, if anda except." I passed her the penny, letting go to my proof that not everything fades...."I was going to keep it, but if im to be a slave, i better be the best slave i can be."
Lady prudence stared at her penny as if it was but dust. "Its not worth very much. almost nothing."...

Ok, so forget i was about to die for a second- And put yourself in my ivy and holly berry shoes-
I was ssoo close, it feels so sereal now, but looking back i remember thinking "If im going to drop, i like to splash Pyshimar in the process." That actually made me grin gracously.
But hey, i still had some hope, there was the lavender i was using as a pretty pathectic rope, and there was pyshimar and his friends, but i was MUCH lebih likely to be saved sejak the plant!

So, your probably expecting pyshimar to be the Brave hero and save my life? Heck no! :D
Im a thief. Im a litterate, Im dumb. Im rude....

I walked swiftly, trying to miss the storm, but I failed. No- Make that, I failed miserably. The wind grew stronger sejak the minute, making it harder for me to walk sejak each passing step. I tried rubbing my arms, trying to make them warmer, but I failed at that too. Rain and wind do not cooperate.

My teeth chattered and I was totally soaked and freezing when I finally reached the house. I opened the door and closed it as quietly as I could.

I looked around, trying to see if my 'father' was home. It didn't seem like he was. There was no new, fresh blood atau scratch marks on the floor atau walls. So-...

In a hari where stella was dreaming in 1 night

Stella:wh-wh-where am I?
Voice:hello stella
Stella:ho r u?
Voice:(sighs)
Stella:wat r u any way?
Voice:perhaps it's true
Stella:wat's true?
Voice:the darkness is risisng n ur first daughter is almost born n u have to alih as soon as posible when u woke up u will see the clouds turn grey the rainbows u usualy see turn black n some tun purple then a tornado storm will apesr however there will be no damages in the village but the storm will keep every1 inside their house
Stella:b-b-but?
Voice:I know why is the darkness rising ti hari mean while ur first daughter...

Get your tav on with pride and listen up, because these are these the official results of the tav awards (double counted ;) )! Get ready to smile your way through this artikel and clap your wings for other nomanees! :D

But before we start, please let us spare a thought for those who unfortantly may not have recieved a tav award and may have to wait untill seterusnya tahun to see that "and the winner is.....".
But dont worry, ALL nomanees are great roleplayers, and still deserve credit. :)

And now, for the one and only, tav results, good luck everyone! :

Lets kick off the results with a magical bang as...

Hi guys! Sorry to say this will be the last roleplay fanfiction before my holiday on friday (Tomorrow) and i wont be back untill monday evening. So enjoy and also enjoy the roleplay on the winx fanspot while im gone, untill then, happy roleplaying! :)

"Argh! Thats it, im not sending anda a chrismas card this year!!1" Screamed Zakkalise, burning from ember's flames, she crashed to the floor, the only thing exguishing the api, kebakaran were her tears.
"Ember!" Scolded Palladium, running over to zakkalise. "Zakkalise! Can anda exsquish the flames?" He suggested. "Yep, i think so!" She gaped. "Coldiannbrum!"...

Hi guys! This one i wrote not too long ago, back in may, and it is staring both Miele and Alice, and is narrated sejak Alice. Enjoy! Unfortunately, this will the last one shot i'll be uploading for a while, as soon i'll be doing a "tav adventure", staring all the tav, especially Lisa and Chloe. But i'll muat naik lebih in a few weeks!

Hands clammy. Pulse racing. face pale. All the usual build up. hati, tengah-tengah beating out of my chest, eyes dimmed, blah blah blah. I stuff my hands in my pockets nocunantly. Miele's right seterusnya to me. She flashes me that sweet, 100-watt smile to contrast my scowl- "Are anda looking...

AN: So, as sejak popular demand I am now presenting anda all with my peminat fiction on Lorinna. As anda know, she is a potty mouth so there will be some foul language in this series. Also, there will be a lot of violence and gore, but romance eventually will creep it's way into this story. So, without further ado, please enjoy the beginning of this series.
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Prologue

"Oh Robert, anda make me feel like the luckiest woman on this Earth." A woman mused, patting the side of her husbands face. "Really? Well not I must be one hell of a catch then."...

Darkness. Darkness everywhere.
Miele squeled, thumping her hands against the glass. now i know what it's like to be a bee trying to fly through a window. she thought, savouring whatever air was left in the bottle. She flapped her wings desperatly, how could she escape?
Suddenly a dark figure lingered among the shadows, a candle in his hands. The light was lebih of like a spark than a flame, but just seeing light was enough to perk Miele's wings up.
"What am i doing here? Can anda help me out please? Excuse me? Young man?" She simpered. The man was like a barrel and had a laugh like a pig. "Like...

Miele sat out in the early-autumn alfea gardens. Leaves of yellow, orange and red swirled everywhere like fireflies dancing and she sketched each one that fell her way.
Telemira smiled as she looked at her friend's perfect-sketch. "I've always loved nature and the seasons." she admitted to the Fantasi fairy quietly. "And i particularly Cinta autumn." She stared up at the berangan, coklat tua trees lovingly as miele winked and scribbled that down in the foreground.
"Done." She smiled. "Well Tina. We better go. Potionology class now and we don't want to be late." Little did they know that they really SHOULD...

(In Pyshimar Lopez's Words.)

Ok. I know what your probably thinking. That's the bozo from redfountain. the little screw-up who likes to break hearts. Well, i'm not going to deny that. In fact: I kinda agree with anda there....But honestly i am not heartless. I don't expect anda to believe me,
but i never actually want to hurt anyone. and even when i do sejak mistake, in the end, the most hurt person is me....
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I paced up the Red mata air, air pancut walls, a wimp in a hero's fricking body. I was doing a pretty good job of pretending...untill i saw her. And HIM. I gritted my teeth, half through anger and half...

The seterusnya two days were just a load of filler....Because it will be impossible for me to describe telepax to you....and it's impossible for anda to imagine it. (not without visiting it, anyway.)

The closest anda could come to even covering the first few cubic meters is to imagine your greatest fantasy. So, I'm going to skip the seterusnya few days and go onto the parts anda actually interested in. anda can thank me later.
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I was trudging along the silk-white snow one morning before dawn, starting to trail up the steep-spiral path to the mountain peek.
I was going to sit at the bahagian, atas to watch the sun rise,...

s"Vibbie! vibbie! wake up, wake up, WAKE UP!" Alice voice was the first thing i heard, and her face the first thing i saw. her usual confidence was gone, and in replacement--- was that concern? "Oh thank god vibbie!" she hugged me?? ok then, was i still knocked out i liked alice, she was bold and corageous: but i thought she absolutely hated me, like everyone else: right?
"Vibbibrinnia! i was so worried!" ok, i never thought i'ld hallucinate about Musera before, this is new. "Are anda ok?" I blinked, wow if i didnt know any better i would of thought that was ember!
"Im fine." i croaked. "I just...

9 years, 11 months and 22 days later:

Why did i skip all those years? because they mainly included feather dusting and the on-going rambling from veevee such as: "do anda think the black ring goes with the green nail polish atau do i look, like, mingin' in that?" Who the hell knows veevee. i suppose i did have some gratitude towards her, after all, my first and last stage victory have because of her, and i think she trusted me....with fashion at least, apprantly she LOVED my "style": "OMG vibbie, your cheekbones are fabulous with a F-A-B-O-L-U-S! I am ssssoooo making anda my model girl." in a way,...

soalan one: What sort of guy do anda like?

A- The handsome hero who'll Cinta anda for who anda are!
B- The ridiculously hot one all the girls crush on. they'll be sssooo jealous.
C- The kind boy, who'll be romantic and loyal. if he can write a song/poem for you, thats a plus.
D- the fun-boy who laughs at all your joke-- like anda always laugh at his!
E- the cute shy boy who is always polite and understanding.

Question two: Whats his style?

A- he likes to wear expensive jeans.
B- He rocks out in a leather jacket.
C- he only wears something which wasn't made in a sweat-shop! he never wears anything leather,...

"What are anda two doing up here?" asked a slave trader, as he edged closer to us, moving in for the kill...."Oh no...its that sorceror..." Caspians face looked strange at that moment. still beautiful, granted. but there was an emotionin his eyes which i never witnessed before: it was fear. this might not of been the first time he encountered the wizard. Thats when i pin-point i was in Cinta with him; knowing he was scared, he wasnt some amazing gaurdian angel: he was just a friend who wanted to help me. he was human. i was in love, after a few months. i was only four, but i didnt care. if i...

I awoke, to see that the curtains in our room had been pulled open, leaving sun light to pour itself it and light up the room. I moan, and rub the sleep from my eyes. I sigh, and roll out of bed. Walking into the bathroom, I take a quick pancuran, pancuran mandian and memories soon flooded me of what had happened last night. I growl, as I put on my clothes. I really did not want to deal with anyone.

I walked out of my room and walked out into the halls and into the dinning room. I sit down, look around, and shrug. No one would sit seterusnya to me, (Of course) as I picked up some toast, mentega and a pear. I sigh, as...

Poor, poor Lemondrop. (Everyone referred to her sejak her surname, just as well really, no one really thought her worth any lebih than a magipenny, yet alone a pearl.) "Where is it Lemondrop? I berkata WHERE IS IT??" Bellowed Mango, tossing her linen pillows as if they were Lemondrop herself. Funny, she enjoyed torturing me passionatly whenever telah diberi the chance, however when i'ld felt the slightest bit unhappy sejak anyone, she'ld be so angry that--Words can't discribe. I would of never "told tales" (as Grace called it), on poor pearl, but obviously California had been Mango's little pet, and even Mercedes...

Hello. Alice here! Today, I will be giving my review on a song made sejak an Earth artist that is very powerful and relatable to my life; Christina Aguilera's 'Oh Mother'.

Well- I'll start with the beginning...

She was so young with such inncoent eyes, she always drempt of a fairy tail life. And all the things that your money can't buy, she thought that he was a wonderful guy.

And suddenly things seemed to change, it was the moment she took on his name, he took his anger out on her face. She kept all her pain locked away.

These few beginning lyrics really spoke to me. My mother was poor, and she...