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Ello all! I know all I post is stories so I thought, while you are all waiting for chapter 3, that I would tell a little about myself xD
Where I live
- I live in Texas, as most of you know from my WolfQuest location. I was born in a small town. (Not going to say the name) It gets extremely hot here in Texas, but that's okay because Im used to it.
How I dress
- I love black, red, navy-blue, and silver. Those are mostly the colors I wear. I wear anything from tank tops to sweaters. Anything from shorts to sweatpants. I wear watches, but not digital watches. You will never find me wearing pink, skirts, or dresses. The only exception is Church and funerals.
My hobbies
- They include reading, writing, tennis, running, biking, and sometimes football.
Reading and writing are my main hobbies. I've been writing since I was in kindergarten. I only recently started running and biking.
My flaws
- I have a temper like no other. I could be in a great mood one minute and then explode into such a rage that I have to be utterly alone to cool down.
- My smile sucks I think. I hate the way I smile. SO I usually dont.
Things about me I like
- I stand out in the crowds. You will not find another person like me. Trust me. Ive had plenty of people tell me this. xD
- I have an unhealthy obsession with werewolves and other creatures like that. People call me stupid for liking them, but I just shrug and walk off.
What I look like
- I have black hair and green eyes. An odd combination, or so I am told.
My personality
- I have a dark humor and a crude personality. I laugh at things Im probably not supposed to, and I hardly ever cry. But other than that, there's really nothing else to my personality.
Where I live
- I live in Texas, as most of you know from my WolfQuest location. I was born in a small town. (Not going to say the name) It gets extremely hot here in Texas, but that's okay because Im used to it.
How I dress
- I love black, red, navy-blue, and silver. Those are mostly the colors I wear. I wear anything from tank tops to sweaters. Anything from shorts to sweatpants. I wear watches, but not digital watches. You will never find me wearing pink, skirts, or dresses. The only exception is Church and funerals.
My hobbies
- They include reading, writing, tennis, running, biking, and sometimes football.
Reading and writing are my main hobbies. I've been writing since I was in kindergarten. I only recently started running and biking.
My flaws
- I have a temper like no other. I could be in a great mood one minute and then explode into such a rage that I have to be utterly alone to cool down.
- My smile sucks I think. I hate the way I smile. SO I usually dont.
Things about me I like
- I stand out in the crowds. You will not find another person like me. Trust me. Ive had plenty of people tell me this. xD
- I have an unhealthy obsession with werewolves and other creatures like that. People call me stupid for liking them, but I just shrug and walk off.
What I look like
- I have black hair and green eyes. An odd combination, or so I am told.
My personality
- I have a dark humor and a crude personality. I laugh at things Im probably not supposed to, and I hardly ever cry. But other than that, there's really nothing else to my personality.
Might Be Leaving
Hello everyone. You might know me as Werewolves Rule on WolfQuest, or WerewolvesRule here. Well, turns out, I might be leaving DA.
This is to just say bye to everyone here and that I enjoyed looking at different styles of art and literature. Everyone here has great potential, I believe that.
Stolen Heart
Prologue
He flew through the trees, his green eyes wide and fearful. The tall grass whipped his ankles, the tree branches clawed his arms, and his eyes searched for the tall, white house. "There he is! There's the thief!" shouted a man behind him.
"No! It can't be my Gabriel!" his mother, Alison Ashford, screamed, her face coated in tears. Gabriel looked back over his shoulder to see the villagers chasing him still.
His young seventeen year old body allowed him to move swiftly toward his favorite hideout. The perfect white house made him smile for just a moment. Gabriel pushed his brown hair b
Witchcraft
Prologue
My teeth gnashed together in irritation. The pentagram on my sisters throat had been burned there. She was branded for life and beyond that. She looked up at me sleepily from her stone chamber in our reclusive house in the woods.
Hello, sister. What art thou doing outside thy chamber? she asked in her British accent. Her long blonde hair covered her wound, which made me feel a little better.
Her velvet gown touched her ankles as she got to her feet. Her intelligent blue eyes met my green eyes. Sister. We must hurry to get thou out of thy own chamber before the kings
Loner
**Im going to be putting my stories back in my journal so that they're all in one piece and since this borrowed laptop Im using will have to be wiped out, I dont want to lose this story Im working on. **
Prologue
Darkness could be felt in both the heart, and mind of the mother. Her strawberry-blonde hair fell in front of her soft, and gentle, green eyes. "Maxwell!" she screamed as the hunters took her away from her family.
"Alison!" Maxwell, her vicious, and dangerous werewolf husband, shouted back, grasping at her hand. She reached out to only brush her fingertips against his.
The hunters thought her little family was a danger to the lit
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