Zeb's profile
AGE:
16
LOC: Tulsa, OK
GEN: Male
LAST LOGIN: October 09
LOC: Tulsa, OK
GEN: Male
LAST LOGIN: October 09
With little talent I am tryign to craft a life that I can enjoy and help and entertain people with my stories. Although I have only written two novels and am working hard on rewriting the second so I can send it to an editor, I am crafting a story that I hope will go to the hearts of all. With creatures, warriors, wizards, and wars, I hope you will dive into my world. Htrae.
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The Post In the world of Htrae, there are humans, dogs, cats, and pigs. However, there are other things that live in secrecy. Crea...
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The Potion In the world of Htrae, there are humans and other things. Trolls, dwarves, elves, fairies, werewolves, seers, wizards, dragons, and more. The year now is one hundred twenty-nine for the time is anew and things have settled. At least that is what it seems. In the Land of Valisania in the Nation of Arick, in a village sometime from the kingdom called Sagage lurked a sorcerer, named Earth. His beard came a bit past his breast and his hair tailed down his back to his waist. His robes ...
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The History of Htrae; The Elves Man PROLOGUE The door gave a slight creak as he pulled it to a crack behind him, stepping into a hallway that led from outside. He was anxious as he stepped forward through the hall, not with fear but excitement. He stopped, looking at himself in the round mirror hanging on the wall. His face was white as chalk, his eyes dark yellow and pupil’s red. His skin looked like scales of a dragon and as he smiled, his sharp pointed teeth glistened from the reflec...
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I saw a typo, within this paragraph, I heard a giggle and my cheeks burned. I gave the young servant boy a stern look and he cleared his throat, still smiling. I am being too soft on him lately, and he sees it, or maybe he's taking advantage of the fact that I am (((((((not))))))= (((((((no))))))longer his king. Actually, I'm lucky I have his services at all. "My lo- Er, Mr. Charlimagne, your bath is ready." I don't understand what you mean by Male-male romance, and I do not think this should...
I love!!! What I think he is doing is thinking over how to kill someone himself or find a kiler. It is so mysterious because you do not tell where he works but you say people loves him. It seems like he would be a famous detective. It seems as if he is examining things--the pumpkin--but for what reason? I do not know.
I musts ay the story is good, but I must say stay with one point. Either third person or first person. No. Gerard thought to himself as images of his family dying flashed in his head. Not again, never, I can’t let this happen. Damn fools, and I was so close to... never mind that kind of thinking, how to stop them. He began to feel around with his hands and found that he was only bound by shackles around his wrists that held his hands together behind his back. I think it is all mumble jumble i...
Hularious and I think you're right. Thngs with the jeans from humpty dumpy and shirt sleeve a bit pass or above the elbow is wierd. But good job on the humor. CORRECTIONS “I don’t even like those other pants anymore”, lied a saleswoman recently. How very cute of you. A little more detail such as, I was shopping just the other day and a saleswoman so happened to come by my rack while I was hoolding a pair of the 'supposedly new style' and she said, “I don’t even like those other pants anymore....
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