A new book?!?

                I am starting a new book. Again. But this one will probably have all my other stories that I’ve started already in it. It will be written by a character we will call Fate. This character follows people through time and sees their love lives and meddles slightly but mostly observes. So this will be a bunch of short love stories of boy meets girl (or boy meets boy or girl meets girl in some cases) and it will be cheesy but I need to get all these bullshit love stories out of my head and into something else. So I am writing a book. My goal is to have at least 5 decently written out and described love stories that I can put together with this Fate person and have it organized and ready to possibly publish… wish me luck…

Old but... yeah....

I wrote this a couple years ago. It is near the ending of a book I used to write. I stopped writing it cuz I started to hate it. But yeah. Here ya go. Let me know what you think....



                Friday night, nine fifteen pm. Kari and Jarrod had just finished a movie at the cinema and the night was strangely warm for so late in December, so they walked home. About hallway to Kari’s, it started to rain. They slowed down so they could enjoy the weather and have more time to talk.

                “You sure you aren’t too cold?” Jarrod asked. “You’re only wearing a thin jacket.”

                “I’m fine,” replied Kari, her arm circling around Jarrod’s waist. “I don’t get cold easily.” And she really didn’t. Her blood ran at a temperature slightly above humans and the elements didn’t bother her.

                “If you’re sure…” Jarrod said as he looked ahead of them. “That guy looks familiar.”

                “Hmm?” Kari followed his gaze and saw a man standing in the middle of the sidewalk before them. His arms were slightly away from his body, as though he were waiting for someone to come by so he could grab them. Kari stopped cold when she saw the dripping blonde hair and glowing blue eyes.

                They were about ten feet apart and she could hear him whisper her name. “Kari.” Kyle took a step toward them and she saw his nails growing along with her fear. Jarrod then recognized him and moved Kari behind him. Her anxiety spiked when she saw Jarrod’s protective glare.

                “Jarrod. Don’t,” she whispered, her hands pulling at his jacket.

                “I’m going to protect you.”

                “It’s not me I’m worried about. He’s going to kill you.”

                Jarrod merely strengthened his stance and held her tighter. “No he won’t. I promise.”

                Kyle laughed. “I’d listen to the bitch if I were you. You can still run. Give her up and I won’t have to hurt you.”

                “Never. I won’t let her be hurt by you.”

                “You can’t stop me, puny human. I’ll rip you to shreds.”

                “Kari. Leave. Get yourself out of her.” Jarrod began to walk towards Kyle. Kari was frozen to the spot. Fear had paralyzed her and she could do naught but watch as Jarrod once more asked Kyle to leave them alone.

                Kyle barked a laugh. “She’s mine, asshole. I’m taking her.” Jarrod gritted his teeth and slammed his fist into Kyle’s jaw. Kyle’s head snapped to the side and he bared his teeth. “You’re going to regret that.”

                Slowly, his arms lengthened and his body morphed into that of an oversized wolf. Jarrod’s eyes went wide and he backed up. Kyle, now a large gray wolf, locked eyes with him and leapt. As his massive teeth sank into Jarrod’s side, Kari screamed. She watched helplessly as her love fell to the ground and slipped into unconsciousness.

                “No,” Kari whispered softly. “This can’t be real.” The sight before her disgusted her but she couldn’t look away. Rain fell from the blackened clouds overhead, washing her life down the street along with Jarrod’s. Kyle stood over his draining body. A low growl sounded and teeth flashed white as he grinned at her. A dark red liquid dripped from his needle sharp canines. He looked back to the body below him and moved to take another bite, as if the first one hadn’t done enough.

                “NO!” Kari screamed. Kyle stopped and looked at her. Tears continued to flow down her cheeks but the pain ebbed slightly and was covered by pure rage. Her sapphire eyes smoldering with fury, she felt the familiar ache and instantly began to change.

                Kyle watched her reaction carefully. Anger was what he needed to draw forth her true form and mature her completely. As she met his eyes with a fierce fire, he backed up slightly. The started to think that maybe he has pushed her too far. Maybe this wasn’t the right way to approach this.

                Kari screamed in wordless rage as her limbs began to lengthen and she fell to her hands and knees. Her eyes never left the ice blue of the creature before her. Fur bristled over her body and a deep menacing growl ripped its way from her chest.

                Kyle took another step back. This was what he had initially wanted but fear began to settle into his mind. The change was now completed and an angry howl filled the air, quickly followed by crashing thunder. With one giant leap, Kari was on him, snapping at his throat. Try as he may, the monster couldn’t escape her fury. Her body was much smaller than his own and could easily dodge the deadly claws protruding from his large paws.

                The fight didn’t last long. She nipped and scratched at him, slowly ripping his body to shreds. Soon, she had a death grip on his throat and his hot blood filled her mouth. With one last snarl, she jumped to the sidewalk. There, she watched Kyle fall to his knees, hair disappearing and body slowly shortening. With a thump, he hit the ground in the shape of his human form. His blue eyes, now void of life, watched her as her anger eased.

                Kari slowly turned her head towards the young man behind her. Jarrod’s wounds were deep but he was still breathing. She trotted over to him and nudged his head with her nose. The sickly sweet smell of fresh blood filled her mind, covering the earthy scent of the storm surrounding them. He flinched away from her touch and opened his sea-green eyes.

                His breath was jagged and rough. Blood soaked into his clothes and matted his once soft hair. As Kari cried over his body, she slowly morphed back into her slender human form. She softly whispered over and over, “I’m sorry. I’m so sorry.”

                “Kari… I never knew you were so beautiful.” Jarrod smiled through his pain. “I’ve always loved dogs. Why didn’t you tell me?”

                Kari looked at him, stunned. “You… you need to stop talking. I need to call for help.”

                “No.” He grabbed her arm as she reached for her phone. “Why didn’t tell me you could do that?”

                “I was afraid. I thought you would have left me.”

                “Never. I love you, Kari. I always have and I always will.” His eyes began to droop and she watched him fade away into unconsciousness.

                “No. Jarrod. Jarrod!” Kari panicked and quickly dialed 911. She rambled off their location and waited anxiously next to him until she saw the lights. She ran to the sidewalk and began waving her arms and yelling.

                An ambulance and a police car pulled onto the side of the road. From the ambulance stepped a large dark haired man. “Where is he?” Kari pointed and the man briskly walked to Jarrod’s side to check vital signs. The driver, a blonde, pulled out the stretcher and together they loaded Jarrod up. Kari was slightly confused at they pulled out another stretcher but understood as they walked to Kyle’s side.

                “This one’s dead,” muttered the larger man. “What did this girl see?” The other just shrugged and loaded the body into the car.

"The physicality is the best part."

No. The body is the least important part. The mind and the heart are what I need and no one will ever have a heart as beautiful as his. No one will ever be able to understand me like he did. No one will ever deserve my love like he did. No one will ever be worth as much as he was to me. I will never love like that again. I will never be able to give myself to someone else because he still owns my heart. And I don’t want it back. I hope I never love again. I hope I never have to hurt like this again. He can keep my heart and my soul because I don’t want it. I don’t want to live with just some other body to hold me because I know that I’d just be hurting them like he did to me. I hope no one falls in love with me so they don’t have to suffer like this. I hope all the pain is only caused to me and it dies with me so no one else has to feel like this. Never. Never again will I be as happy as I was with him but never again will I bring someone such sadness as I did to him or he did to me. You can keep all your low-grade slutty morals to yourself and shut your mouth about things you don’t understand. You can never understand what that kind of love is like so don’t even pretend that you do.

What I Want

What do I want? I want to write. I want to be a person that changes a generation with my words. Words can do anything. They have the power to fix lives or tear them apart. With a pencil and some paper, I can do anything. I can help people all over the world. I want to teach those who have everything what it feels like to lose it all. I want to give those who have lost everything the courage to win it all back. I want to be a person my children and their children will look up to because of how much I have accomplished. One day, I will be the kind of person I want my kids to be. One day, I will be the kind of person I’ve always admired. One day, I will be somebody with the strength to do anything. That’s what I want. I want to live. I want to love. And I want to teach people what it’s like to feel how I do. With these words, people will relate and react and I will be the one to thank when they come together. One day, I will say “you’re welcome” with a heart full of joy and a mind full of what comes next.