Chezaslullaby

    "C'mon (Name!)"    "I still have five more minutes." You murmured. You let out a sigh and closed your book. You slung the heavy camping bag over your shoulder.    "Maybe we should leave her behind. She's slowing us down." Trisa said. Miss I'm-so-hot-that-I-loose-brain cells. She took every opportunity to torture the book geek.    "Yeah but what would want to eat her?" Her friends cackled. You rolled your eyes and walked away from them.    "Okay!" Mr. Gold stopped suddenly making you almost run into him. "Here's the rules-" you zoned out along with everybody else. Not like the rules we'd Ethan important. "We'll use the tent buddy s

A lone vehicle stopped in the abandoned streets of the night. The driver stepped out and threw a seamlessly empty box onto the concrete sidewalk. After he threw it away, he left without hesitation on what he was leaving behind. ------ An adult Burmese cat,with (F/c) fur and (e/c) eyes stood on the edge of a windowsill, keeping its eye on a certain yellow bird that entered its territory. Your tail swayed in anticipation as you slowly inched your way toward the bird. 'Gilbird is not going to escape me this time.'you thought. You had made many attempts to capture it, but failed a couple of times. The cause of this was the kitten named Itabby.

Naga!England (Arthur Kirkland) X Neko!Reader (F/N L/N) I needed a lil break from BTTXChil!Reader. I hope u like this. I got the idea while driving n sleepin in a car ride. I wasn't driving, just makin sure u don't think I crashed. Ok, slight curses here and there. Ya', i hope u like it. It's a better love story than Twilight. *has been watching Pewdiepie recently*. I will fix anything if needed. ENJOY! ~Intro~ Home~  *Reader's POV* "Grandma, what is a 'Naga'?" At age five, I don't know much. All I know is that I am not normal. Cat ears and a tail is like a bully magnet. But thankfully, my grandmother was once a teacher. "Oh, a Naga is a cre

Snakeman England X vampire!Reader in Sadistic Compromise Chapter one: Let's make a deal. Crazy old stalker Flames burned the village I lived in. red, yellow, orange danced on the buildings that once kept save and snug. Waves of heat and ash swept in the wind as the fire found more victims to ingest. The hunger of the fire was unstoppable. Buildings crashing down as people screamed for their lives. Running like helpless animals, with no hope of survival. The demons of wrath would be laughing at this scene with a bucket of popcorn. Oh how our village has fallen. All hope was lost to us. As for me I was crying in a blanket taken from my hom