You are a little beauty
You are a shining star
You will have your wings back
I know you can end this war
I am very creepy
I am a fallen star
I'm in charge of slaughter
I'm responsible for this war
You are my little baby
You are a rising star
You will be li
Yuya ran down the dark alleyway, trying his hardest to escape from the hoard of policemen chasing after him.
The police sirens were getting closer now. He could hear the officers shouting orders. Yuya stared at the cramped alleyway infront of him.
Winter is coming.
Well, not to Arthur. The English weather is nearly as always. Foggy and windy and of course rainy. Arthur notice the change from fall to winter, because the stores are selling Christmas sweets and other stuff belong to Christmas.
Mikado woke up to the sound of his cell phone buzzing next to his head. It sounded like a bulldozer. God, his heart hurt like a bitch. Groaning annoyed, the teen grabbed the device and was about to toss it far, far away, when realization hit him. This was not his apartment.
Tobio Kageyama was sitting in his chair, drawing a picture, when someone called out to him:
"To-chan, what are you doing?"
Before he even had a chance to react, Tobio suddenly had a mess of orange locks sticking in front of his face.
Your voice is haunting me
in my dreams
I'm growing pale
within the distance of time
Could I have saved you with a smile?
Was there anything left?
If love could overcome the past
I would trade my life to get you back again
If I could see you smile again
I would fly to
i still exist, don't i? nine's bomb detonated, but this world is still alive and i hope, i pray, he is, too. i know twelve hopes too, by the way his hand squeezes mine, it is, as if he'd say, don't worry. (#7)(ZnT)
„It’s open…”, I gave up. Justin came into my room and sat down on the edge of my bed. He patted me on the back. It was a comforting gesture. „I’m going to die”, I murmured, but I didn’t look in his face. I couldn’t.
But for now a war was going on. And she should concentrate on the Collectors and the suicide mission. A suicide mission. “Let's hope this term is not literally“
I never left her side... never. How could I leave the side of the one and only, who gave birth to me? I cuddled closer to her dead, cold body, trying not to cry. I failed. And it hurts so badly sitting here, knowing that I can do nothing at all.
Never dare a potter.
Something Regulus Black had yet to learn. As James was flirting just for the kicks with the younger Slytherin – seeing Regulus blushing was always worth it – Regulus didn’t want to surrender and fought back. One word led to another.
Being a demon, people in general think of me as cruel, soulless and bent on utter destruction. I might be the first and somewhat of the last, but definitely not the second thing.
Atem: "Synchro what?"
Yusei: "Synchro Summon! I did this several times before just to summon my Shooting Quasar Dragon. Do you pay any attention to your friends?"
Atem:"We are friends?"
"Don´t you dare say I´m not a monster!" , he whispered, just inches away from his own face with the vampires sweet breath warm on his skin, letting a shiver run down his spine. Kurogane was trained in sensing every possible movement of his enemies, every
When Nice seems to become impatient Ratio turns fully back to him—face all serious again—and asks, "Have you ever been in love?"
"Huh?"
Nice eyes him with suspicion.
"What the fuck kinda question is that? What's that got to do with this?"
"Jack I love you" he said.
I stopped in my tracks and turned confused blinking around.
How could he say that so bluntly, out of nowhere?
We were just in our way home after school, and now that.
All I could do was open my jaw and close it a second later.
A/N: This story is a tribute to Lisbon who impressed me so much, especially during season four.
It is my first English story, so cut me some slack, please~
Recovered Strength
To my twin and every member of our facebook group "Jisbon Forever ".
