death
Death is a home that is lacking, a home without joy and routine and laughter. A house that, no matter how many lights you turn on or how many sunrises you…
Racing
121 stories written on Ficly, 2009–2014, shared under CC BY-SA 3.0. Their page on ficly.com
life
Life is temperature, freezing flash or creeping warmth. It’s me, trying to look alright. It’s you, trying not to breathe. It’s us, and the calamity that we are…
Hunter: Breathe
The doctor moved the boy, covered my body with a sheet, and left them to grieve while he saved those that could still be saved. It was silent, traumatized and…
A Letter To Death
Death-- Why must you steal the ones we love, Death? Peace in death, only to tear the hearts of friends and family wide open for all to see. There’s not much I…
Hunter: Pull The Plug
The doctor blew into the room, not unlike a thunderstorm, and with the same ferocity delivered the news: “I’m afraid your friend is... well, braindead. We…
Reality
What is real What is fake Life Death Is anything real Life can’t be real not with what happens in it Pain like raindrops scatter life across desolate plains…
Hunter: Slowly, Now
It had been hours since the explosive start of the concert, and the band had left the stage. I followed them, unwilling to be alone, and my wolf followed me…
Hunter: Never Leave This Place
I eventually hopped down from the riser, wandering the stage and gaining smiles from the band’s members. My wolf stayed, just calmly staring after me as I…
Hunter: Leave Me Be
A soothing voice has entered the band, spinning epics and speaking words that seem fitting only to me. It is not the voice, but a different voice, one I know…
Hunter: Returning? I Don't Want To
Carlie. Oh God no, that voice was back. The one that had started this nightmare the one that reminded me of everything that had happened outside of this…
Hunter: This World
I drifted, my mind a scarred stage. The kind of stage that rock bands light on fire, and scream their raw emotion lyricals to thousands. Music surrounded me, a…
Hunter: Losing Control
I wavered on my feet, form flickering, eyes closing and opening, my whole soul fluttering. I heard Jason growl at Mack, Look what you’ve done! and Mack’s…
Hunter: This Isn't Fair
Carlie, He called, voice just for me as his eyes were as well, Carlie... His voice was of a deep timbre, and he smiled, baring sharp white fangs that…
Hunter: Faceoff
There was no movement on the backyard-turned-battleground. Then there was. But it was not Mack or I who had; no, it was Jason. He coiled his muscles and surged…
Hunter: Oncoming Storm
He pounded through the door, and not even an instant later I, too, ducked through the door. We dashed across the deck, down the steps and across the yard…
Hunter: Gotta Get Away
Carlie, get ready. Good? Go. I snarled, lips twitching under his hand, and in the next moment, I gathered all the strength possible to me and rose…
Hunter: Confession of Sorts
“A-a vampire?! What, no! I had no clue-- I didn’t even know werewolves existed, much less that I was one!” I stammered, anger rising and if I could blush…
Lost, 2
I stare down at you. You, kneeling on the cold, hard ice at a frozen angel’s feet. Your tears freeze on your overly pale face. How can you do this? Is this…
Lost
I wander back and forth, from one old hangout to the next old hangout. Back and forth, back and forth... Where did you go? You were here... Then you weren’t…
Hunter: A Cold Reunion
“Aline?” I gasped again, turning around to stare at the figurine that stood behind Mack. Aline smiled coldly, stepping forward, shoving Mack out of the way. He…