The character acted ashough he never handled a gun, and that's impossible it's 3000 AD in America of all places, top country of war, violence and crime. He didn't sign up for this, but raffled, as population control. After the war ended you'd think that population wasn't a problem, but the numbers have been calculated by a large number of scientist (robots) and told that we're about a billion ove...

He was the one in chains. He was the one locked behind iron bars. He was the one who would never see the light of day. The one that will never know how it feels to have rain on your face or the warmth of the sun. Yet he is the freest man I have ever seen.

Even with his broken smile and scarred skin, he never once believed himself a captive. And he made everyone know it. "Take your shot stranger,...

“Take your shot stranger. You’ll only get one.” He said, putting his hands up.

“How, how do you know that?” The man, Zion, looked at his gun and checked the bullets. “You’re right.”

The man ran up to Zion and punched his nose.

“Argh!!” Zion grabbed his nose in pain and stumbled backwards into the wall, where a large painting drops on his head. His body fell to the ground, unconscious.

“Come on...

I felt the cold gun press against my forehead. Her eyes were black as night like the outfit she wore. I glanced down to see the red cross insigna on her jacket.

I sighed and made eye contact,”Cross Clan doesn’t know when to stop the bloodshed…”

She smirked, “Cross Clan doesn’t know I’m here.”Clearly, I was the target she had her sights set on from the time she could crawl.

“Remember when Kni...

“Take your shot, stranger. You’ll only get one.”

Sariah held her gun with both hands to try to hide how she was shaking. A scowl was fixed on her face, but deep down she was terrified. And he knew it. The tall man, dressed in a fine black vest, coat-tails flowing in the wind. The rain had soaked them both head to toe. She held the gun firm, her finger on the trigger. She had the shot. He...

I gazed at the striking, young woman before me. Her gun pointed square at my head and her blue eyes were nothing more than a blank stare at my face. She stood still as a statue in the Royal’s gardens.

She didn’t understand the consequences of killing me. She had been lied to just like every other existing person on this earth that dared to defy the will of Royal Houses. I know her not, but she w...

(I literally just started writing and me being me things kinda got crazy!! Thanks for the reads!!! They mean everything!!)

Just like he’d said at 3:30 the next day he was standing outside the diner and in his hand was a single stem of pale pink bleeding hearts.

His face lit up when he saw me walking over and I couldn’t help but muster a small smile. He was as most girls tend to put it “imposs...

Tough, tough boy

Reaching for the sun

Never smiled once

Learning to forget that

Tough tough boy

Take your shot stranger

You'll only get one

Shoot me in the forehead

Tough, tough boy

Nails are made of iron

Soul is a volcano

so you wear yourself down

Tough, tough boy

Aren't your knuckles worn out

Come to me to rest up

Don't you forget

My lover is Marine

I have explored your body

Marine Biology

Y...

(It’s been so so long. I don’t know what this is, just random words thrown together. Thanks for the reads!! I’ve missed you guys!!!❤️❤️)

I knew it was him when I heard his laugh coming up from behind me.

I shut my eyes groaning as he tumbled into the booth bench across from me.

“I’m busy,” I shot as he gave me a winded smile. His face was still painted with laughter, but then again when wasn...

A wise man once said,

On the brink of being dead,

A chance, risked,

For the benifit instead,

Of an opportunity missed.

An “always”

Put worry to bed.

For the thoughts in your head,

Shouldn’t hold your breath by a thread.

Take your shot,

Stranger still,

You might only get

one....