I would like a lot of constructive critism seeing as this is my very first attempt. So please... fire when ready.
Then, the clunking fist punched his door just once.
As he got dressed, Hannah kissed him on the neck...
...knowing that he would never have the opportunity to tell her again he spoke of his “undying love” for her.
As he got dressed, Hannah kissed him on the neck. Knowing that he would never have the opportunity to tell her again, he spoke of his “undying love” for her.
As he got dressed, Hannah kissed him on the neck, knowing that he would never again have the opportunity to tell of his “undying love” for her.
Michael said while he checked his rucksack...
...; he was prepared.
However, he knew that his rivals would be prepared too [color=blue],perhaps more so.
The motorcade pulled up down the main street; in a few moments he would need to make his move.
after all, he was only one of a whole army of assassins.
“Damnit” he cursed...
...bodyguards go[color=purple]t out; they aimed their weapons at the prey.
One down, Michael used his sawn-off shotgun to kill, the lifeless corpse collapsed reminiscent a baronets with it’s strings cut.
One down. Michael used his sawn-off shotgun to kill. The lifeless corpse collapsed, reminiscent, a baronet with its strings cut.
Michael was heavily weakened when [s]he was [/s]stabbed to the calf.
The tallest of the pair walked over smugly to finish the job, he grabbed him and using his own blowtorch burned his wound.
Michael tried to stifle his screams but the searing pain was unbearable, he let out a horrific squeal.
Using the knife, the other chopped away his two index fingers, “I’d like to see him pull the trigger now!” One laughed -to Michael’s horror - these assassins were, and always were, working together.
Then, the two most angelic noises he’d ever had...
Then, the two most angelic noises he’s ever had the good fortune of hearing [color=purple]sounded.
His ordeal was over, his captors were crumpled to the floor, and Hannah, with a smoking pistol,, smiled.
“Thanks, love, now… let's finish the job” Again, I forget which one, but a comma or period goes after job.gleefully instructed Michael, still wincing in [s]the[/s] extreme pain.
Hannah proclaimed, as she opened the car door, looking into the eyes of her next victim.
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