And then my mirror speaks with irreverence, like a solider I can't commend.
He waited the whole day for Spencer's call. It never came.
Everyone has a past, and some traumatize to the point of insanity.
I used to be a normal teenage boy, well maybe not 'normal.' But at least I used to have a normal life. That was, until my family left me.
"No, I don't fancy a girl at all. But there is a boy. One who wears his heart on his sleeve." Teenage Rydon.
"There's something about the feel of a pulse under warm skin that easily can drive any of us mad." Joncer.
The boys were just out to have a good time, they had no idea what they would see or what they would be pulled into.
The love that he and I shared was truly similar to this wonderland in the woods. It was a love much like winter.
Ryan wakes up from a nightmare about the past in the middle of the night.
I felt like a bird stuck in a cage; no longer able to go outside and see the true light, but left to fly and think I was free.
"One simple, little, word, could fix all their problems. One word could take it all away." Rydon.
"Wouldn't you like to stay and play? Little puppet." Joncer.
It takes a look at death for you to realize that life is to short. But sometimes, it's already to late.
With every breaking bone. Scream until you lose your voice. Scream until you lose everything.
His body shuddered, and he let out a moan.
I'm looking for some characters for my story Stars Made of Fire. All will be accepted.
They call people from our world oysters. We all have emotions, and they harvest them from us like pearls.
Never regret things that you used to think were okay.
Hider:noun; 1, abyssal creatures that spawn in darkness, dislikes sunlight and humans.
Luck didn't exists for the cursed.
Living without you is the worst thing to ever happen to me.
'He started to panic, feeling defenseless and alone in the large forest.' Ryden.
Sometimes you need your friends to help you grow as a person.
Sequel to The Vegas Strip. Ryan's finding out what it's like to be called a freak.
It wasn't like it would be the last time I would talk to him.
From there everything was just a blurred mess mixed with the sound of screeching tires and breaking glass.
The truth was that he hadn't just left Spencer, he left all of them.
And there goes the world.
Brendon couldn't wait to get the new Portal game, he even manged to get Ryan to play it with him. The only problem, the version they got sucked them into the game. Literally.
Spencer and Jon's relationship is slowly falling apart.
They were acting more like animals then humans.
'He had been hitting the clubs of Vegas ever since, watching the theatrical performances with awe.' Rated for future chapters.
Another Rydon one-shot. Hope you guys like it as much as the last one.
Another Rydon one-shot. Not a happy ending, but is there ever a happy ending when it comes to my stories?
Rydon one-shot. It's NC-17 for a reason kiddies.
It was a game rumored to just be a hoax. An urban legend. And yet, there it stood before him. How could he not play it?
A short one-shot for Valentines Day. Based on the song My Bloody Valentine by Good Charlotte.~Rydon~
This is not a story about love and happiness, nor is it a story of hate and death. But of love in unexpected places, and teenage angst. Plus something magical. With plenty of unexpected surprises, ...