@anne-of-lothlorien @nuetrobolt @kari-karast @e-b-raulands @naiya-dyani

And this is the final piece of the story!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! 😀

EPILOGUE:

The magnificent life of Chloe Juancarlos was a unique one.

When she accepted Eric Diego’s card-making business, along with her friends Chloe ventured across the realm. From Arizokaland towns to th…[Read more]

@anne-of-lothlorien @nuetrobolt @kari-karast @e-b-raulands @naiya-dyani

CHAPTER TWELVE:

A splinter of light pierced the utter dark.

Chloe bolted upright and glanced upon her cream-shaded bed. Pale walls decorated with vibrant flowers surrounded her. Dazzling, golden light descended through her window upon the multicolored floor. A wreath of…[Read more]

@Dakota

Well, no… I haven’t written any new poems recently, but sometime again I’d like to.

@Dakota

Wonderful poem! You do poetry really well.

@anne-of-lothlorien

Well thank you! 😀 Thank you so much!

I just have one last chapter and a epilogue to write after this!

@nuetrobolt @kari-karast @anne-of-lothlorien @naiya-dyani @e-b-raulands @everyone

*takes in deep breath*

Alright, the final climax is written. Feel free to critique. If you think anything in this chapter is a little weird, unnecessary, or that you just disliked, and that might be because of Chloe’s odd POV, you may share your thoughts on them if…[Read more]

@dakota

Amazing job!

@nuetrobolt @kari-karast @anne-of-lothlorien @naiya-dyani @e-b-raulands @everyone

Alright, next chapter out!

Read on and critique if you wish. However, if for some reason any of these scenes you happen to find a little dark or violent (which I hope aren’t), please share your thoughts on them. Thanks and enjoy!

CHAPTER TEN:

The maze was a…[Read more]

@Dakota, nice poems there… 😀 I like them.

@Dakota

I chose to have the several kinds of flowers to show all the variety and differences between each other, as well as friendships to others that are different. That’s kind of where I’m coming from… Thank you for reading! 😀

@Dakota, alright, here’s the next poem in Botanical Tales – The Daisy, the Poppy, and the Lily – but perhaps the last in this various flower-dominated collection. I know it’s only a collections of four poems so far, but, just letting you know. Anyway, here goes this odd poem!

The Daisy, the Poppy, the Lily…

Chat ever quite silly.

All r…[Read more]

@Dakota, awesome work!

@Dakota, thanks!

@Dakota, alright, here’s the next poem! There are a few rhyming sentences… but it’s kind of more free verse, so every single line won’t actually rhyme. Well, anyway, here goes! Enjoy!

Strange Little Orchid:

The Orchid is quite strange.

She is the weirdest,

The spookiest,

The oddest,

The most misunderstood of all.

Her white and pink…[Read more]

@nuetrobolt, thanks. 😀

I hope this story doesn’t take too much more time until it’s done. It’s getting to the end.

And it really doesn’t seem this long, but… I just realized I’ve been writing this story for about a year. I started it sometime in January, 2019. And now it is 2020 already! I’ll try not drag the story out too long. Time passes…[Read more]

Sorry. Yesterday, I realized a mistake in one of the scenes in need of correction. When Zoe stabbed the vampire, I just realized that wasn’t the proper way to kill a vampire; you have to pierce its heart with a wooden stick. So, if you noticed that mistake or not, I will definitely edit that scene… so, just letting you know. Thanks.

@kari-karast @nuetrobolt @anne-of-lothlorien @naiya-dyani @e-b-raulands @everyone

Okay, the next chapter is written! I hope the character aren’t too melodramatic…. Feel free to critique! Thanks everyone.

CHAPTER NINE:

The lush grass shimmered in sunlight. The gentle breeze tugged at her hair. From her window, she gazed upon the colorful…[Read more]

@Dakota and @vic

Good work, both of you!

@Dakota, thanks!!!! 😀 😀 😀 😀 😀

@Dakota, well, here’s another poem. Its name is Sunflower of Valor. Feel free to critique!

Sprouting amongst the garden is a Sunflower.

Legends claim that he is taller than a tower.

His petals are bright, happy, and yellow.

 He bellows in a friendly voice “Hello!”

To each little and tender flower;

Never doeth he grow sour.

The Sunf…[Read more]