http://slow.writerscafe.org/MAKKENJI The original writings of author Jordyn A. Ruhter en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1776012922 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 Follow the adventures of Number Sixteen as he fights for his life and to win the Ultimate Game. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/MAKKENJI/886402/ Twenty people from around the world have been chosen to participate in a rather unusual game and the host doesn't give a rat's arse what they have to say about it. Told from the view of Number Sixteen http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/MAKKENJI/886400/ Her I sit, Waiting,Watching,Reading,Searching for a way to escape. Why is it always the young,The innoccent,The brave, The kind that are punished?Who's fault is it that the jock,The Pre-Madonna,The Goth,Or the Geek are stereotyped?When will the Americans,The Africans, T.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/MAKKENJI/726495/ I slipped into darkness,Unsure of even the time.Day by day felt broken,As I watched the puppets dance. A name unspoken,Words pent up,I cried myself to sleepMany nights in a row. A knight in armor swept by,Pulling me from sorrow, Carefully tended me,And took my wha.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/MAKKENJI/726225/ A short story based upon the capture of a woman unknown to be a skilled assassin. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/MAKKENJI/672001/ Why is my heart poundingWith a simple touch of skin?Why do I always smileWhen you glance at me?Why does my breathing stopWith something like a kiss?Why is it with youI can sleep peacefully? Is my destinyIntertwined with yours?Do you feel as I doWhen our fingers tangle?.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/MAKKENJI/658631/ When I dreamI cannot sleepFor in my dreamsThe horror seeps I've made my mind To spend the nightWriting downMy endless fight Yet it seemsWhen I'm with youI feel so safeAnd this is true Through your warmthI sleep so soundUntil the dayI'm homeward boun.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/MAKKENJI/658627/      "Could we talk in the shade?" Joshua asked, looking down at Kenzie. The prince nodded and walked to his horse, grabbing the reins. His two companions had dismounted and they now followed the prince. Damien and Rayne went after the three as Joshua swept Kenzie up in his arms... http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/MAKKENJI/649332/      Joshua spoke first. "How do you know this?" he questioned.     Kenzie frowned. "The plants speak of a king; the King of Usinar.     Damien took a step towards the girl. "The plants?"     "Isn't that what I sai.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/MAKKENJI/648807/      Damien collapsed back on to several variety of wildflowers, the pain of his shoulder growing. Within the next six seconds he heard three pops and sat up, his right hand moving to stem the flow of blood that was bursting from his shoulder.      Two .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/MAKKENJI/648395/      A light switched on, flooding Kenzie's eyes with light. In the background a machine beeped steadily, blaring her heartbeat for those in the room to hear.      "Good morning Kenzie, it's time for your medicine," a nurse said, smiling as she brought a sma.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/MAKKENJI/648267/      Joshua threw his hands on to the floor, swinging his body into a handstand. The already tight black tank top stretched even further, leaving a printed tattoo clearly visible on his right forearm.      "Hey Aero, bring it in," called Joshua's athletic tr.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/MAKKENJI/648261/      "Hey Rayne!" a male voice yelled from behind the fragile schoolgirl. She spun, her long blonde hair seeming to form a cascade as it followed.      "Yeah?" she asked in her quiet, gentle voice. She recognized a friend of hers, Micah, as he came even to h.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/MAKKENJI/647896/      As Damien walked through the dark and desolate alleys of New York City he paid no attention to the six dark figures following his random steps. It wasn't a question of whether or not he knew they were there, for he did, it was more of a question to how he might kee.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/MAKKENJI/647782/ Basically one of my infamous free writes. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/MAKKENJI/647781/ Her face was set with strong desire,Steadfast against the cold.The earthen ground in white attireWith a snowman in the mold. His gentle hands to guild her ownSending warmth along her skin.She craved to hear his husky tone  http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/MAKKENJI/638949/ Not much to say. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/MAKKENJI/632725/ Um, basically it's a free writing. I'm not really sure as to what will come of it seeing as my mood constantly changes while I'm writing. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/MAKKENJI/632719/      Books are the epitome of our society. Readers covet stories that make them feel as though the stresses of life have been drawn away for the moment. Stories have been inspiring the human race for centuries as have people and events inspired authors to create such stories. &nb.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/MAKKENJI/627901/       Desmona stumbled blindly along the dark corridor, a fragile hand held to her side wound. Apart from the woman's constant huffs of breath, there was not a sound in the hallway even from the blood that would patter against the stones. The maroon fluid flooded around.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/MAKKENJI/615024/       "Naomi," I whispered from my huddled corner of the darkened cave. She hadn't spoken in ten minutes, which was an out-of-character action for her.     There was a small shuffle opposite of me before I heard a quiet reply.   &n.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/MAKKENJI/597194/ "Lysha. Lysha?!" Miku yelled, throwing the dead female vampire to the side. "Oh god, Lysha please hold in there!" He collected her limp body in his arms, carressing the cold frame that was his lover.  Miku checked Lysha's vitals and nearly let out a cry of relief as he found a pul.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/MAKKENJI/595047/ Kiss the rain,Hug the wind,Forget the past,Forgive the sinned. Welcome changeWith open mind.Love thy enemyAnd be kind. Embrace the friendWho was made.Never let Their memory fade. Kiss the rain,Hug the wind.Forget the past,ForgiveTheSinned. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/MAKKENJI/361472/ What happens when another vampire comes to the house? Can Miku protect Lysha or will she be killed by this stranger? You'll love the cliffhanger. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/MAKKENJI/359262/ Makenzie meets Calanon. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/MAKKENJI/351940/ Uh, I don't know what I am writing yet. I am just going to free write this chapter. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/MAKKENJI/326025/ Lysha is hurt by Miku when he is feeding. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/MAKKENJI/318196/ Lysha is in love with Miku, who is a rare type of vampire. He doesn't like killing humans to quench his thirst. He loves Lysha enough to stop feasting when she has had enough. Read to find out what happens when he can't control himself. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/MAKKENJI/318145/ Next chapter in the Makenzie series http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/MAKKENJI/313089/ No matter how fast Makenzie ran, the forest never ceased. The trees continued to converge on either side of her, making it impossible to go any direction but forward. She knew she could stop or turn around but then that would place her in the hands of those she was so desperatly trying to escape fro.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/MAKKENJI/312031/ http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/MAKKENJI/312029/