Roswell Fanatics

Brilliant job, Mia! Love the manipulations. Seamless blending. By the way, are you writing anymore? I remember you wrote a story a couple of years ago with Liz being some sort of poor girl. Are you planning on continuing that? thanks! :D it's good to be semi-back! As for the story, i had started on...

Hi guys... *cough* remember me? heh probably not :P but oh well, just thought i'd pop in for a bit after ...oh...say...2-3 years now? GOODNESS ME! and share with you lovely folks the reason why i have been away....well partly the reason anyway. just 'brushing' up on my art and image manipulation :wi...

Part 38 Eyes clashed. Liz trembled where she stood.. No. She couldn't believe it. Oh god no. Her breathing became fast and shallow as she tried to comprehend the fact that Max was here. Max. Here. When he shouldn't; be. Liz didn't know whether to smile or cry. He came back. It was no illusion. He w...

Part 35 Liz was feeling too restless to be still. She paced back and forth across her bedroom floor, battling with silent agony. Her thoughts were filled of Max. The haggard way he looked, the fire that had dimmed in his eyes. The words he spoke, that struck fear into her heart. The man she had met...

Dressed in her father's favorite gown she descended the stairs. A main brought her breakfast in the dining room. She barely ate a bite. Quietly she asked about where her family was to their butler, who stood loyally by the dining room door, waiting for any instructions. He had been ordered to stay c...

The pirate turned to look at her with leering eyes, looking her up and down. His sword lowered and grabbed at her to take her in his arms. "Well well, lookie what a pretty thing we 'ave here. All ready to do anythin' to live." His voice was suggestive. A thump, and then the man's hand was ...

"N-nothing, tis just I suddenly feel a little weary. I...." she let her voice trail away to prove her fatigue. Maria took the bait. Immediately she stood up, ordered her to sleep some more and told her she would leave and visit her when she is feeling better. Liz felt bad at the deception,...

Part 27 Max stalked up the steps and onto the deck. Immediately he was assaulted by the early morning winds, blowing across his face and threading wildly into his hair.His shirt billowed away from his body, leaving his chest almost bare. He had not taken the time to dress accordingly. Infact he had...

Feeling a strange fluttering in her stomach she allowed her eyes to drift upwards, over the mouth that was slightly parted and miost from their shared fluids. Rather than distasteful it was deliciously appealing. So appealing she had the distinct urge to taste them again. But no...she forced her gaz...

Part 19 Weaving through the crowd Michael glanced in askance at his long lasting best friend. They've been through this many times, yet he always questioned the captain as to their orders. It was his mission after all. A quest to find someone. A man. An italian man to be exact. Disomano. That was i...