Creative Writing Ideas, Storylines, Diamonds and Pearls

When your name is Amanda Stewart, you shall hate your birthday for the eternity.. I was just a random girl, attending Hightower Highschool, loving chocolate (more than everything else), and writing her diaries alone in her room, far apart from her pretentious girlfriends, who envy her for being the normal girl, they all wanted to be. Hear it Angela ! you were always trying not to be the wiccan girl you are, but your witchery books, and your damn red head, and your vintage clothes, every part of you was screaming WICCAN, and hear it Brittany ! what if you wake up one day, with no chauffeur to drive you school, with no shining outfits, no brand new bags, and no Blonde hair that is actually hiding your deepest freaky thought.. Thanks to you girls, I'm having the best invisible senior year ! besides all what you have done to me, I could handle it until the second you broke my heart by turning him against me.. No this is not a fairytale, this won't end with a prom party, this is the unwritten story of a bad girl nowadays, Amanda Stewart, whether you like her, or dislike her, just stay away from her..you won't like what you see .... xoxo

The letter arrived in his campus mailbox on the last day before winter break. If he had left the night before, as he had planned, he would not have seen it until long after the deadline to respond had passed. He hadn't opened it, there was no need to, he knew what was in it. Three days earlier his literary agent, and one-time friend had called to let him know that he was being dropped as a client, and that he should expect formal communication to that effect within a week. What he failed to tell his most successful client ever, was that in addition to terminating his contract, they were also going to be seeking damages against the former best selling author who had been under contract, and receiving payouts for a novel that he had never started to write. Not that he would be surprised to find out that point; he knew that he had been taking money under false pretenses, and that it was only a matter of time before the walls would begin to cave in. So was it fate that one of his students had mailed him a manuscript just two days prior, and that that same student had died in a fiery car crash the very next day? Trace Markinson thought that it was; he thought it had been a sign from God that he was to take this manuscript and call it his own...

Vanessa's life is turned upside down when one trip to the doctor's reveals that she has cancer. She begins to avoid her friends, and even her boyfriend. He begins to think she's cheating on him. He snoops around her room one day, and what he finds breaks his heart into a million pieces. How could she keep such a thing from him? Holding it in.

In 2012 everyone yelled and cried that the world would end. Fortunately we headed towards a better universe, man made islands and lands were created. Over population wasn't an issue anymore. In search for curing cancer and other diseases scientist came up with a vaccination that would prevent any such diseases and any other illness. Although humans had side effects they became victims of Hematophagy, or commonly know as the "vampires" disease. We adapted and and accepted them as who they were, vampires. Soon, lycanthropy became the new drug as some humans experimented with wolves and ancient native cultures. As curiosity of human minds open so did doors to things unknown. Aliens, ghosts, demons, angels and many other creatures were welcomed onto earth. As new species cooperated with the humans, new technologies were created. The world as we knew it went on . Government systems changed accordingly. The only high powers were the Presidents and the armies and... The Wardens. The Wardens who were never seen in one's entire life. They were said or rumored to be a secret society who would take control in an emergency. Well in 3000 the world was in danger, power hungry creatures had started showing their true colors. Crime rates in the world had risen twice as much and the world was in total chaos, and just when all hope depended on the government the presidents of each nation disappeared. With power gone... Anarchy was adopted...

My original story is a narritive, being told to rowdy siblings, about a pair of extremely intelligent but mischeivious siblings(brother and sister)and the adventures they embarked upon after discovering an eccentric neighbor's peculiar secret. A one-of-its-kind collection more valuable than gold, jewels, or any diamond in the world. This discovery takes them on a fantastically magical journey through through time, space, the planet, and the wonders of their over-active imaginations. The surprising and unexpected mishaps they seem to generate for themselves bestow upon them a better appreitiation for morals and values and the importance family.

Taylor is a total bookworm. She doesn't care about boys unless they're Percy Jackson or Bobby Pendragon. One day a new boy, Gabriel, comes to her school. While he may be cute, Taylor wouldn't normally be so attracted to him. She observes other odd things about Gabriel, he's never outside during daylight, he's allergic to garlic, and he's way tougher than the other boys. Having read all the right books, she realizes he is a vampire. She has a choice to make, she could... A. Fall in love with him for no reason, give up her soul for immortality, and have several oddly named children together. B. Ignore him and hope he bites the cheer captain. C. Beat him with her grandma's silver-plated Bible. Taylor, an intelligent girl, immeadiatly disregards A. She briefly considers having him bite the cheer-captain, but decides on C. After this doesn't work, she finds out that he's not a bad vampire, is actual pretty nice, and loves books too. Unfortunetly, the whole thing goes to hell in a handbasket when some other vampires decide she would be a great sacrifice for a dark ritual that will bein their plot for the endless night. Will Taylor survive this odd crush? Of course she will, she's packing her Bible.

It is 1807 and the world is going through an unknown event. Millions of healthy and unhealthy people are dying at frightning rates and millions more are being born at the same time. Though it might seem that it should balance out, it does not. Christopher and his team set out to find the cause, coming to an unexpected island and the natives on it. The Bonitwa, the natives of the island, say how they know the cause. In fact, they say that the cause of the strange occurances is becasue the world is in the middle of a war between "Lady Death" and the "Man of Life." After detailed explanation of the supposed war between "Death and Life," Christopher and his team shunned the island and the natives for giving them stories of their lands instead of answers. But once they reached Thailand, they come across an unexpected visitor, or formaly known as Man of Life himself. The truth reveals itself the more Christopher knows Life and more tragic events occur. Will the war be resolved and will any good come from it?

Ryan's guide slapped his shoulder. He had a ridiculous grin on his chubby face. "Little buddy, you haven't lived until you've surfed the Corona." Ryan gave his guide a look of disgust. He slowly and deliberately brushed the dirt off his white track suit. The man had sang the praises of this Corona for the last hour. "I couldn't care less," he said. "Just get me there." the strong smell of sulfur invaded Ryan's nose. His eyes were beginning to water and itch. For the upteenth time, the stockbrocker mentally cursed his best friend, Chris. If only he hadn't agreed to visit that damned antique shop. He should have bought some shiny ring for his wife. But he had foolishly hoped to find something exotic enough to stifle her righteous anger. But it seemed that bad luck had an arrow with Ryan's name on it. "Little buddy? Hey, snap out of it!" Ryan's guide had replaced the grin with a frown. His beefy, brown arms were folded across an equally muscular chest. Ryan mopped the sweat off his forehead. He cringed to see the dark sweat stain on the soft material. "Damn heat," he muttered. His guide wasn't even breaking a sweat. "Come on, little buddy. We have to make it to the Corona by nightfall." The guide had been insistent about making good time. He seemed to be anxious about whatever happened after the sun set. Ryan gritted his teeth, "If you call me little buddy one more time. So help me god, I'll twist you into a pretzel." The guide only smiled...

Nothing stirred that was not rooted in earth. The dried grass with their familiar rustle stirred only when prodded by the hot winds pushing down from the barren hills. His eyes squinted through the watery movements of the heat waves, at a far off tree with few leaves and none green. One limb bent lazily by the wind, gave no indication that any animal inhabited its branches. Its as if the heat had sucked up the life of anything that ran on blood. To his eyes, nothing disturbed the natural fauna of the shallow valley. No smells, no sound, no movement hinted at the presence of food. His eyes keen and intense swept the savannah. No sign of an easy meal. There rarely was. Eyes moved to the rift over the next valley and revealed the same emptiness. Survival had always been a full time job for him, but now that the prey was gone. His survival was in peril. His tongue hung heavy and dry; swallowing came with difficulty. Even the flies that claimed stake to his face with its usual feast of dried food and saliva were mysteriously gone. He would go down to the dried up stream bed and like yesterday; scratch up the baked earth to see if the water seeped up to him. A step on one of ‘those’ stones, reminded him that his feet still pained from yesterdays digging. A volcano had erupted two months ago three valleys over leaving the savannah barren. Few creatures survived or stayed...

Paul Smith and Dr. David Carter go on a week-long camping and hiking excursion at Shaunee State Park in southern Ohio. During a terrible thunderstorm their tents are destroyed and Dr. Carter is snatched up by a beast resembling sasquatch. Paul gives chase deep into the woods to save Dr. Carter and ends up being attacked himself. He barely escapes with his life and comes across two campers taking refuge from the storm at a trail shelter. Not knowing David's fate Paul decides to search deeper into the woods with the help of Chet and Louise Higgins, the two campers at the shelter. They soon discover an entire hidden society of sasquatch and come to find that Dr. Carter is going to be made into a slave by having a special worm put up his nose that only eats parts of the brain that leave the victim a slave to whoever commands him. They devise a way to rescue Dr. Carter after discovering that the sasquatch cannot live in sunlight. It boils their skin and causes their heads to explode. They come up with a way to get the sasquatch to come out of the woods into the hot sunlight, killing them all. Well . . . maybe not all of them? (*Please clear this text before entering your Storyline.)