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BLOOD AND WATER PART 2!!!
This is for everyone who has read the book "Blood and Water". The end wasn't the end. It goes on!!! It continues on Wattpad with the story "You Have My Last Name"
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My New Boss Part 23
Author note: So, first of all, I wanted to say I'm doing this because I want to learn my spelling, because English is not my mother language and because I enjoy it. If you find any spelling mistakes and grammatical errors. Please kindly inform me about them, I would be happy. Thank you and now have fun reading! :)
Inspired by: the series: what's wrong with secretary Kim (I haven't taken over everything, just a little. The rest consists of my ideas.)
GIF: My own
I Don't Want To Die Yet
He laughs and says "What do you mean?" I got even angrier and hit him again on the window pane. "I swear to god if ya dinnae answer everythin I fuckin ask ye I will hit ya against the window until it breaks." He looks at me and doesn't say anything. "I swear to ye I'll throw ya out this window. Ya will fuckin die" I take his head and let him look down how deep it is "Do ye see it? How deep it is. Ya better fuckin hear what I'm saying or I'll let ya fall and say tha ya killed yourself "ETHAN! Kim yells but I ignore it "OK OK! Chill," he says and I take him and bang his head against my desk and hit him again at the window "I dinnae understand ye correctly, what was tha again?" His eye was now thick and swollen. His head was bleeding from the front "Your old secretary told me. That you are afraid of cable binders" I hit him in his face and he screams in fear "DID YA SEND ME THA FUCKIN PACKAGE IN THA BEGINNING!?!" I scream and press him hard against the window "YES! Yes, I did. I thought you were scared but you weren't. So I had to think of something else" I hit him hard against the wall and scream "THA'S WHY YA TIE ME TO MA FUCKING BED?" His eyes are afraid of the anger I have in my eyes. He stutters and tries to look me in the eye but every time he did it, his body began to tremble more and more and his gaze disappeared next to me or looked at my hands that were holding him tight. "I thought if I scared you, you'd be scared of me and you'd give me my job again." I throw him against my bookshelf again and hold onto the rule before it falls on him. "ETHAN!" Kim yells and I yell back "GO CALL THA FUCKIN POLICE!" I look at her and saw that she was afraid of me "Kim. Please go and call tha police and tell them tha he broke in and threatened ya and wanted to intervene, but I stopped him" I calmed down again and looked her in her eyes but she looked immediately away.
I go down to Alex and hold him up in front of his T-shirt "I'm not afraid of anythin. Not darkness, not death. And definitely not of ya, ya dirty bastard" He laughs and says "Your sweet girlfriend is now scared of you" He spits blood in my face and I slapped him right in the face when Kim suddenly came in "Ethan go out" she says and I get up. "Aye, all good. Tha was tha last punch" I walk past her and she looks away when my eyes meet hers. I tried to calm down when I heard a scream. I run into my office and see Alex holding a knife in front of her neck "KI...FUCK!" I scream when I saw how he held the knife tightly to her. Kim looks at me and her eyes fill up "Ma love, don't be afraid, stay strong" I say as I hold up my hands. A tear fell down from Kim's eyes as he put his hand on her mouth to stop her screaming. "Hey! Kim... Kim look at me!. I'm here. Don't be afraid. Look at me. Hey! Look at me, Kim!" I say and slowly walk closer. "STOP!" screams Alex and I immediately raise my hands higher. He presses the knife firmly against her neck and lets blood flow down "YE BASTARD!" I scream when I saw the blood flow. Kim screams in pain and Alex holds her mouth even tighter. "What should I do. Tell me." I say softly. "Oh, how sweet. You are not afraid of yourself. But when it comes to your stupid princess here you get weak" I look at Kim and then at him "I'll do everythin for her. Let her go and take me. Kill me and not her. I beg ye. " Alex laughs and lets Kim continue screaming. She bit his hand and Alex pushed the knife even deeper on her neck "YE BASTARD! KIM DO NOTHING !!" Her tears didn't stop. It got more and more.
It got quiet. Alex is looking me directly in the eyes and I looked him in the eye. My office telephone suddenly rings and Alex looks over to my telephone. I immediately kick him on his hand which I pressed down firmly and he screamed. I grab Kim's hand and immediately push her behind me. His other hand reached out for my shirt and pulled me down to him. He pulled his hand under my foot and stroked my thigh with the knife. I scream in pain "ETHAAANN !!!" Kim screams and falls to the floor. He stabs me with the knife on my side where my rib is. I lost my balance and I fell on my back. When I saw that he wanted to go to Kim I shouted at his shirt and that was the worst idea I ever had. He held the knife to my chest and I put my hand against his. He takes his second hand and pushes the knife closer to my heart. I pushed his hand as hard as I can. I screamed my soul out and thought about my mother, I couldn't die and leave Kim alone.
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From the day that they met
her thoughts were filled with sin
She knew then
it could only be him
But she’d been burned
She could never win
He loved her well
despite her flaws
Kissed her senseless
Until she thawed
He was patient
Breaking down her walls
She fought and she pushed
But he wouldn’t go
She deserved to feel free
Not trapped and alone
So he loved her and stayed
Both finally home
Light pink on pale skin
She bought it just for him
She gave in on a whim
And finally got her win
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Cassie Goth! Jail bate right there at my door! My suspicions about her having a crush on me were more than confirmed when I saw her standing there in a very short dress that left little to the imagination. She must have been freezing out there. I just hoped no one saw me inviting her inside wearing my boxers!
A few minutes into our awkward conversation, having left my companion for the evening sleeping in my bed upstairs, I realised that Cassandra Goth could get me into serious trouble. All I wanted was to be her friend, to give her a shoulder to lean on when she needed to talk...not this! What the heck did I do to encourage her?
Fallon came downstairs wondering what was going on, seeing Cassie in that dress, could this get any worse? Then Cassie ran out, I was in so much shit!
FALLON: I hope I didn’t scare your little friend away.
ARCHER: No, I think it’s for the best that you came down when you did.
Fallon and I had been on and off for years. We were each other’s booty call when we needed company, never serious and never official. She called me up when she was in the mood, I did the same. We had a mutually beneficial agreement, and that was all it was. I was just grateful she happened to be there so that Cassie would maybe stop seeing me as her dream guy.
FALLON: She’s cute, for a Goth! I’ve heard the stories, her old man is a fruit cake!
ARCHER: No, he makes good fruit cake, but he ain’t one! He’s actually a kinda nice dude.
Fallon could be direct, never suffered fools gladly but tended to take gossip as gospel. She believed I was crazy for a while until we started fooling around when we were in our late teens. We lost touch for a year or so, then out of the blue she was sitting in a café in Newcrest, reading some trashy novel. We exchanged numbers and kept in touch ever since. She made me feel good, I made her feel good. It was all good...until Cassie came along. Fallon didn’t do complicated and Cassie was a complication.
FALLON: She likes you, little Cassandra! *chuckle*
ARCHER: Fal don’t! She’s a sweet kid, perhaps a bit lonely but she means well. I feel sorry for her, she’s got one friend and I’m it! This was bound to happen, but as long as I make a few ground rules we should be fine.
FALLON: Keep telling yourself that, she’s almost a woman, and she knows what she wants.
ARCHER: She saw I was with you, how is she to know we’re just bang buddies?
FALLON: She saw you were with me, now she’s gonna fight for her man! *chuckle*
ARCHER: Enough, you’re here for one thing, and it’s not to talk about my fangirls!
FALLON: No it’s not, I’m off to Sulani for 6 months so we’d better make the most of this. No servicing for Farcher any time soon after this!
ARCHER: Upstairs, now! I don’t pay you to...well I don’t pay you but I still want my moneys worth!
FALLON: Oh be still my heart!
Fallon kept me going when I was feeling the urge, I did likewise for her but we weren’t in this for the long haul. I didn’t love her, she didn’t love me, we’d been doing this since we were a bit older than Cassie. It was starting to feel like routine for me, it was getting stale, I wanted passion and love and romance. I wanted what my parents had...I wanted it all, the sex and the emotion. The longer we went through this together, the more I wanted it to end, did she feel the same? Was she as bored of me as I was of her? That was a conversation for another time, when she got back from Sulani...when I was sure I knew what I wanted!
From The Beginning
Two days before my 18th birthday, I hadn’t seen or heard from Archer since the dinner at my house. I decided to go over there and see him, we had a connection and I was feeling anxious to keep it alive. He shuffled downstairs in his underwear, had I woken him up? It was 9pm! He looked surprised to see me as I smiled and waved at him, just standing there barely dressed.
I’d stolen a dress from my mum, one I had never seen her wear, red like most of her wardrobe. I did my hair and make-up to look grown-up since I was almost 18. I wanted him to see me for who I really was, a young woman not a girl. Still, he stood there as I froze to death on his porch!
CASSANDRA: Hey, you gonna let me in?
He shook his head as if to clear the cobwebs and opened the door.
CASSIE: I wanted to talk to you about something, it’s...important.
ARCHER: Yeah, sure just...lemme go get some clothes on okay?
He padded back upstairs and I could’ve sworn I heard him talking to himself upstairs, hopefully commenting on how good I looked! I was going to tell him how I felt, two days until I was old enough to be with him, old enough to move out of Goth Manor and come and live with my Archie! I was a little disappointed when he came back downstairs with a sleeveless t-shirt, joggy bottoms and socks on. I was hoping he would have let me gaze at his lovely chest hair a bit longer.
ARCHER: So, what is it you wanna talk about?
CASSANDRA: Well, it’s...about our connection.
ARCHER: Our what now?
CASSANDRA: You know, how we both see the ghosts? How we can talk all the time and never get bored of each other? How we connect in a way I’ve never felt before in my entire life!
ARCHER: Cassie, you’re 17!
CASSANDRA: I’m 18 in two days!!!
ARCHER: I’m a 23 year old man who has no business connecting with a teenage girl!
Why was he saying these things? He liked me, I knew he did! We were kindred spirits! We were soulmates!!!
CASSANDRA: I thought...you liked me!
ARCHER: I do, very much! In a platonic way, the only way I legally can!
CASSANDRA: In two days it’ll be legal!
ARCHER: *sigh* Cassie...
Just then I heard footsteps descending the stairs and a female voice call out his name while my heart fell into my Jimmy Choos.
Bare footed and bare faced, a brunette stood at the bottom of the stairs looking beautiful with mesmerising blue eyes. She was also in her underwear save for a white cardigan. I wished I looked that radiant with no make-up!
???: Babe? What’s going on?
ARCHER: Cassie this is Fallon Crawley, we grew up together in foster care and kept in touch over the years. Fallon, this is Cassie Goth from across the street.
He introduced me as if I was just a neighbour, just a nobody while this gorgeous woman stood there making me feel completely inadequate and immature.
FALLON: Ohh, yeah Archer told me all about you. Nice to finally meet you Cassie.
I snapped at her, it wasn’t her fault but I wanted to hate her. I got up and raced for the door as Archer called out to me.
CASSANDRA: I...I-I have to go!
ARCHER: No, Cassie wait?
I just wanted to die, he was mine! How could he??? My heart was broken, my world had fallen apart...
...and yet I couldn’t even cry!
From The Beginning
Fragile as a Feather
"Our love is as fragile as a feather."
"...all you needed to do was ask. I would have complied to your wishes." She silently cries as he looked over her with guilt on his eyes.
She grabs the golden scissors from his hands and cut the string that once held them together. He looks blankly, speechless at the sudden turn of events.
The golden thread that used to hang over their pinky fingers slowly deteriorates into dust. He could do nothing but watch as it vanishes into the wind.
"Why? W-why didn't you try and talk me out of this? Why-" He was cut off ehen she suddenly spoke
"I'm tired. That's why." She blankly stared at him. Her eyes that was once full of life turned into something dull and wariness.
"I'm tired of thinking that you care. I'm tired of TRYING to make you love me. I'm tired of... loving you." She hesitates and whispers the last part as she stood up and took her leave.
"No. You're not. You're guilty. And even if you did mean it." She raises her empty pinky finger. "Nothing will change."
He could do nothing but stare at her vanishing figure and feel his now empty pinky finger.
What have I done?
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My name is Cassandra Goth, yes of those Goths, I was almost 18 when I first met him. He had just moved into the house across the street, my parents had been over to welcome him to the neighbourhood and I’d overheard my mum saying how handsome and friendly he was...then she started sneaking off again late at night. She did this now and then, whenever someone new came to town, or whenever she was bored. I assumed she was up to her old tricks with the new neighbour...so I confronted him!
He was friendly, she was right about that. She was also right about him being handsome, and his eyes...violet blue! I’d never seen eyes like that before! Despite his kindness he was quick to put me in my place, it made me tingly all over...and a little scared...and embarrassed!
Archer Clancy, even his name was cool! I felt like I could talk to him forever, he was such a good listener! I felt bad for accusing him of sleeping with my wrinkly old mother, he was way too young for her! I was so looking forward to him coming over for dinner the next day, we could talk some more!
I knew he was the one when he saw the ghosts! Nobody else could, except him, now I knew I wasn’t crazy! Then he told me, he could commune with the dead, how cool is that??? I was sad to see him go home that night, I wanted him to stay here forever and just talk to me. He made me feel like I existed, not even my parents or my brother Alex made me feel that way. Archer was special!
I went to bed that night feeling all fuzzy and warm, the ghosts were still carrying on with their playful aura but I knew it was Archie that made me feel this way, not them!
I’d never connected with anyone the way I connected with him, it was fate that brought us together...and fate that made us both see the ghosts of Willow Creek. I fell asleep that night thinking of him, of Archer Clancy...my one true love!
From The Beginning
Rocking on the High Rocks
On a pleasant April morning, the traffic was virtually nonexistent on the Murree Expressway. The post-dawn air was crisp and the beauty of the weather was worth the uphill journey. I was quietly anticipating a great round at Chinar Golf Club. The road briskly snaked through the mountains crossing all hurdles smoothly. I cruised in my trusty SUV maintaining pace and performance. The spiritual…
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Like a typical teen, Cassie messed around with her phone while we talked, her father didn’t take too kindly to that though and reprimanded her.
MORTIMOR: Cassandra put that thing away, it’s rude to check your phone while we have guests!
CASSANDRA: In a minute...
MORTIMOR: No right now young lady! Apologise to Archer!
Cassie merely giggled and gave me a sly wink. Obviously her father had no control over her, she was a law unto herself.
MORTIMOR: I am so sorry for my daughter’s rudeness! The youth of today, always glued to their phones! *tuts*
CASSIE: Chill out dad, I’m only checking my emails geez!
Alex began a conversation about haunted houses in Willow Creek which received a huff from Morty and a knowing chuckle from Cassie while Bella cleared empty plates away and fussed over her children. She stared me down, waiting for my opinion, I just smiled and nodded at the appropriate times, now was not the time to discuss my clairvoyant abilities in front of her father.
After dinner she got straight into it, she was a dog with a bone and it seemed I was the bone. Call me conceited but I had a feeling that young Cassie Goth had a crush on me, maybe it had to do with the amount of times she threw in the remark that she was almost 18 whenever she could.
CASSIE: So you see them too? Right?
ARCHER: See who?
CASSIE: C’mon Archie don’t be like that, the ghosts! You see them!
Before I could answer, Bella came breezing into the kitchen and Cassie went awfully quiet, which was odd, she never stopped talking!
BELLA: We’re having Irish coffees in the lounge if you care to join Archer. I hope Cassie hasn’t been bothering you too much, she doesn’t get to speak with many people and she can sometimes get a little carried away.
I didn’t like the way she put her daughter down, like she was a nuisance, I don’t know why it annoyed me so much but looking at Cassie’s sad little face got my blood boiling. She didn’t bother me in the slightest, yes the possibility of her crushing on me was a concern but apart from that I found her sweet and kind and everything her cheating mother wasn’t!
As she sauntered out and left a stunned, embarrassed teenage girl, I realised that Bella Goth was full of her own importance, or maybe that was her mask. Why did she find the need to constantly go behind her husband’s back with other men? I supposed that despite Morty being an unassuming eccentric kinda guy, no one really knows what goes on behind closed doors. Looks can be deceiving, my mum always told me not to judge a book by its cover.
ARCHER: I’d rather stay with you if that’s okay?
Cassie giggled and squeezed her eyes shut, obviously honoured that I turned down a chat with the adults in favour of talking spooks with her.
She reminded me of a girl in one of the foster homes I stayed in, Helena Boone. She was orphaned when her parents were killed in a fire, they were the Boones of Bridgeport and had a mansion outside the city, they were one of the richest families but it was rumoured that they got on the wrong side of the vampire gang that ran downtown. Helena was just as sweet and talkative as Cassie, she had raven hair and green eyes, if I was honest I had a crush on her but I was the younger one in that scenario by five years. Helena left the foster home at 18, leaving a 13 year old me heartbroken. Looking at Cassie now, I was back there listening to Helena’s tales of vampires and things that went bump in the night. I decided now was the time to tell her my secret.
From The Beginning
fearless (taylor’s version): the dance in a storm chapter
ts-parallels 1k event
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I have fallen in love before,
and I know that to be true.
That love is what I needed at the time,
but I never want that one love back again.
My heart has changed directions,
and there are no words to describe what
I am feeling anymore.
It’s a love like I’ve never felt before,
and I don’t want to stop feeling it yet.
4am thoughts consist
only of you,
the most complicated,
but worthwhile love
I have felt in such a long time.
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It’s easy to say that I don’t feel
the way that I do,
but I’m laughing and
wanting to share the joy with
the one person on my mind.
You’re Persephone carefully planting flowers on the ground above my kingdom
I’m quietly begging you to tear my world apart
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The Way We Are - Part 8
It’s been ages since I posted, and I’m sure that everyone forgot me, but eh what the heck. So, here is Part 8 of TWWA
If you would add in the numbers of skyrocketing shock and excitement levels into the calculation, it was safe to say that Arjun Malhotra was 99% elated at the fact that Sharanya was his student guide. The remainder factored into his insecurity zone, and the reason was nothing if not obvious: He always stayed quiet, but for some unfathomable reason, Sharanya made him want to speak. She ignited a light in him, a fire that's been extinguished his whole life. She made him want to talk and speak and shout
"Is something wrong?" Sharanya asked, snapping him out of his tangled rendezvous of thoughts.
"No, no," he apologized quickly, afraid that she would be hurt at his reaction. "I'm just... shocked." To say the least.
"In a good way or a bad way?" she asked, arching her eyebrows in a nervous way, paired with a crooked smile, that made his heavy soul lighten.
"In a good way."
"Brilliant!" she exclaimed, her face lighting up with the light of a hundred fireflies. "Shall we?"
"We shall." he replied, nerves floating out of his voice, and unexpected confidence drifting in. The universe was made at him for being the quietest person on Earth, and now he was paying the price by allowing real words to come out of his mouth. It was almost as mad as he was at the universe for doing this to him.
You were nice to me until now! What the hell happened? he thought, walking down the pier, kicking stones and pebbles off of the wooden dock, hands in his pockets. But, he wasn't going to let the universe get the best of him. He had to at least try to make the mixed-up ness of this situation to work out.
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#4 Heart Broken : No better teacher than experience.
In this way the relation of Akriti and Shreyas goes on, but after that day Shreyas ignore Akriti a little.
After 2-3 months in college..!
Shreyas is with his friends. They are watching all the girls who come and go.
Akriti vaults coming from her class and look at him incredibly and she is watching him see that what he is doing.
Shreyas is not at all conscious and he is looking at the girls…
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