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sit back now young ones while I tell toi the story of the first Saviours.
The Saviours are a long and old race reaching back as far as the dawn of time they behold powers beyond our imagination. They can give life ,they can make toi happy,sad ou whatever they wish but most of all they hold the powers of truth, light and life. For years they have been fighting of the men of evil, called demons, and they have been winning but only just. The demons though they are biding their time waiting for their chance to shine and rule, the demons are stronger than any Saviour the powers they contain in their souls are lies, sin, death, dark and disaster.Butt the power that both the demons and Saviours share is the power of writing, toi see kids whatever they write comes true.
And the story I'm about to tell toi happened years and years ago. When the Saviours where still winning, and our 2 Saviours are called Sir Arthur of Camelot and a simple peasant Stan Masterson.
They were the leaders of The Saviours at that time, yet they were not the most powerful of the Saviours, that titre fell on the shoulders of a simple 12 an old thief who sadly had no name and no parents.
His family were the Saviours. Yet at sometime it seemed they discovered he was stronger than any of them.But sadly he had been taken par the demons and no man dared ventured into the lands of the dead to take him back to our world. So sadly the boy is dying in the land of the dead and his story ends there.
But we still have a story to tell boy is it a doozy so go now young ones and have some nourriture and rest before the suivant part comes out.
well I hope toi enjoy it so if its a bit boring now for toi trust me it gets better so thats me done for that now bye
posted by terra_rocker
The Cobras

I guess that’s what it is being called now my band ‘The cobras’. In this band we play all sorts of musique types but we pride ourselves on wanting to play rock.
So my names terra but my band name is vipère, viper so sometimes you’ll hear me as terra but mainly viper. The 2 people I started it with are called Jezebel aka Scorpio, it describes her, and Francesca aka fangs, sometimes I wonder how she can have her head in the clouds so much. We have 3 plus now.
I write the songs too, sometimes with Scorpio. So this is our poster I made ready for when we get a cabriolet, gig and to give to places so...
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posted by GummyBears_11
As screwed up as my life was, I always found joy in singing. I sang everyday, no matter what happened. chant helped me remember a better time. A time when 'he' wasn't around. A time when my mother WAS around. A time when I wasn't alone.

Chapter 1- Ring Around The Rosies

I jerked awake. I was covered in cold sweat, and I still had flashbacks of the nightmare stuck in my head.

"No! Mother, please, don't go!"

There was no use in falling asleep again. It was already 6:40, and soon enough, my stepfather would barge in my room, yelling at me to get up, calling me names, threatening to beat me....
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posted by problematic124
**Thanks for the commentaires and please don't copy**
Chapter 4
Light bills
It was a few days after the brownie incident, thankfully nobody knew who dropped the brownie but since it was on the floor the snack room was on lockdown for a few days.Today was the last jour and people were jumping down in anticipation.
And I became one of the group when I was informed of a pizza/popcorn party I was invited to.
"It's on Friday night after school bring lots of Candy and films and prepare for the worst" Tweety informed me
"The worst?"
"The weathermen say it might rain and maybe with thunder and lightning we might...
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Steps for success
#1 ~ Find a subject
Find a subject that toi like. Such as fantasy, historical fiction, sci-fi, ou any other genre toi like.
#2 ~ Find a topic
Think of an idea that toi would like for your story. Make sure that it can fit into the category that you've picked previously.
#3 ~ Think of a topic sentence
If toi don't have a juicy topic sentence, readers will generally lose interest.
#4 ~ Plan ahead
It's always a good idea to plan ahead. Make sure that your story doesn't lead to a dead end, become boring over time, and make sure that toi have enough time in your daily life to type this...
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posted by annabethxchase
it was a short story for english but i never took it in. so its here!!!! not my best story but here we go...

saturday
i saw it coming before it happened. purple spirals and shining stars. voices behind me. screaming, crying and laughter. i was running. running faster than i had ever ran before. i wasnt sure what i was running from but i kept running, knowing that i probably didnt want to know what they wanted.
i heard a yell from behind. i was a girl. it was a pain filled scream that sent shivers down my spine. i didnt know if i should stop and help i was too scared to think straight. i tripped...
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posted by alejpatv
I searched the bodies, not daring to hope that she might still be alive. I blinked back the tears that threatened to come out of my eyes, where was she?
A scream rang in the night. I spun around, I could recognize that voice anywhere. I took off like an Arrow to where I heard the scream. I ran around a burning building and she crashed straight into my arms. A human riding a horse came into view swinging his sword and screaming like a banshee. I screamed back at him and let my magic coup de poing him off his horse. I held my sister to me. Our parents were dead and I could do nothing to help that, but...
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posted by GodIsGood
Chapter One

Dark Lord Fallen

In a dark pub in Germany sat a middle-aged man wearing strange robes and a pointed hat. He stared listlessly into the glass of mead sitting in front of him.
Another man, wearing the same strange garb, entered the pub. He scanned the people inside for a moment, then strode over and joined the first man. When he didn’t look up from his glass of mead, the impatient seconde man rapped his knuckles against the table.
“Nikolas,” he said. “What have toi heard from our Lord Druidrick tonight?”
Nikolas tore his gaze from the glass of mead and looked into the second...
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posted by Lore_Master
Our hero fell to his knee's "Wha....what....no all my work and research.....gone!" he a dit as he clutched his chest gasping for air, as jour turned to night he sat there with an empty feeling eating him from the inside, he looked up at the star's "Why me why do.... why the fuck does this happen to me!!!" the hero yelled as he started pounding the ground violently, his whole body filled with rage and sadness knowing all of his work was just wasted he began to shed tear's it seemed the plus he hit the ground the further it plunged him into dark thought's soon thinking of resorting to evil necromancy...
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posted by StarWarsFan7
Rosella arrives at her high school and opens her coral locker. "Ugh. I hate hauling this stupid messenger bag!" she says as she tries to get the bag off of her shoulder. "Her? Are toi sure?" A group of boys say just not far away from Rosella. "Yeah. I'm plannin' on askin' her out." The tallest one says out of all three. Rosella secretly had put a spell on her own wand to transform it into a beautiful ring. Anytime she needed it, all Rosella had to do was slip the ring off and chant the code words to unlock the enchantment. "Why do toi want to ask Rosella Karst out? She's a total weirdo. Who...
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posted by samuraibond005
Jiko went to a small school in a small town in Missouri where everybody was the same in likes, dislikes, and even very similar in personality, well, everyone but her and her parents. Jiko was just fine for a while, making all A grades in every subject with little effort, but then was the jour someone pissed her off. Jiko had carried a couteau in her sleeve, something most people there honestly didn't think much of, she wasn't the only one who did it, even some of the teachers, did it, but Jiko did something that most people don't dare to do, she kept a revolver in her backpack. Someone had called...
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posted by noahnstar1616
"Hey Cameron, ready to go?"

"Yeah."

"C'mon. See toi at 10, Grandma." I kissed her on the cheek and walked out of the front door with Cameron.

We walked to his car and got in. Cameron put his keys in the ignition and drove out of the driveway.
-Half an heure Later-
Cameron stopped in front of his house.

"We're having dîner here?"

"Is that a problem?"

"No. Not at all." It actually was. The last time I was here, which is when I was meeting his parents, it didn't go well. Of course I know his parents aren't here, but the memory still haunts me.

He took the keys out of the ignition and got out of the car....
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posted by wolfclan121
The best part of being a mother is toi always know if something's wrong with your children. Even in death. Jannet was in trouble, but I don't know what with. Well, she has been hanging out with this boy, David. Strange boy, It's as if he can see me! When I watch them he stares at me with his cold, blue eyes. His eyes. They see things. See things others can't. Wittiness things others can't handle. Wittiness things from others nightmares. I fear for him. I fear for Jannet. Then, on that faithful Summer's day. I saw something. He saw something. No, please Jannet, no!
Mica and Amanda walked out of Maya's house, followed par Maya herself. The air was crisp, not a nuage in the sky, and the sun beat down on their heads. jour birds sang their songs. Male and female Cardinals caring for their young. Their bikes were stationed at the end of the culdasack. They all jumped on their Seastar bikes and rode down to the château where Hannah and Jett live. Amanda ran up to the door, followed par Mica and Maya. She knocked the door 3 times and Hannah and Jett's butler walked up to the door and answered it.

"Yes?" He asked looking firm and tall. "State your buisness Miss Amanda,...
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Max awoke the suivant the morning with a slight wet feeling... Simba had wet the bed! "Simba!!" I yelled as I jumped out of

bed quickly, he sat up and looked at me then felt the wet sheet's himself "Not again!" Simba a dit as he to jumped out of

bed soaking wet, "Didn't I train toi not to do that?" I asked as I walked over to the dresser to find some new cloth's

"Well ya toi did but I had a.... wet dream heh.. and I drank a lot before I went to lit so I couldn't hold it." Simba a dit

as he pulled the sheet's off the lit "Well we're gonna have to clean them now." Simba a dit as he sighed balling up...
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posted by pink-bookworm
okay so i had to do this for an english assignment and wondered what toi guys thought and if i should continue.
Muted meteor

Chapter 1
The daily news flash
“ welcome to the daily news flash today we will be montrer the exclusive interview with a scientist called Murray gray, the new shampoo called sunny side shampoo and are we getting our fruit at a reasonable price”. “Murray there has been a rumour of a meteorite hitting earth is that true”. “As crazy as it seems yes it is true but there is plus than one hitting earth so I’d get prepared if I were toi ted”. “Mallory wake up”....
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posted by para-scence
A hand gently moved my matted hair away from my face. I smiled.

"Irina, toi have to get up now," Blake a dit quietly. My smile disappeared. I groaned and rolled over, turning my back towards him. "Don't make me do this," he said. I heard the smile in his voice. My eyes rolled behind my eyelids, and I tried to block out his voice. I heard footsteps as he left. Finally; peace and quiet.

"Mommy!!" a little voice shrieked. I heard the thudding of fast steps, and then before I knew it, Hollis came crashing on haut, retour au début of me, jolting me from my sleep. "Wake up! Wake up!" she shouted. I sat up, and she climbed...
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This one is for one of my best Friends here on fanpop. For Amalie aka ‘xClaireHolt’ who inspired the name of my main character. I am so lucky I found toi sweetie. <3

The water covered my feet while I slowly walked on the plage trying to calm down. I should have got used to this but it still made my stomach twist every time it happened. I couldn’t help it. I cared too much, that’s the truth. I feared too much also. It was twilight. The sun was struggling to fight with the water which swallowed it every time, but that battle was lost. I sat down in my favori place here on the beach,...
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posted by para-scence
I stayed in my room the whole suivant day. Blair must've come in my room last night after our little confrontation, and removed any sharp objects. My fine-tooth comb is gone. My left arm stung a lot; I was starting to regret doing that a little bit.

I did feel better though.

No one bothered me today. I'd heard someone near my door in the mid-morning, but I heard Blair whisper, "No dear. Let her rest."

I slept most of the day, but I started to get a little anxious in the late afternoon. I paced around for a while, cleaned up a bit, and tried to sleep but couldn't. Then a while later, I gave up and...
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We sat down on the couches near the right corner of the room as we entered. There was one girl sitting there par herself. She was smoking (of course!) and she looked like she had been dragged into a basement par some kidnappers and starved for many weeks. Shannon looked over at us and whispered,"That's Dina. Don't judge her sickness. It just makes it even worse. Don't even stare at her teeth when she smiles. She's very sensitive." Dina flashed her teeth at us. They were a dark yellow almost brown color, and her gums look like that they had dried blood on the bridges between the teeth and gum...
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This might only work if you're familiar with the tale of Jason, the Ancient Greek hero, but who gives a crap? Haha, anyways, I was going to enter a écriture competition because I figured that it would be a good way to, well, I don't know. BUt Greece was my inspiration coz that's where I'ma going and I was looking at this Greek website that my friend Hanniekins sent me the link to and I was lire about the Heroes and stuff and I wrote, well, this.... So yeah... xD
JASON

Jason sprinted faster, pushing his muscles to the as he pumped his arms and legs. Behind him, the sounds of his pursuer...
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