Cobraxmidnight Stories

exactly what the title says

❝it was night in magnolia...❞ what does beauty mean to me? it depends on how one comprehends beauty true beauty is hard to find the poorest pauper can have the purest m...

"WHAT WAS THAT, PYRO?!" I heard Gray yell back, anger in his tone. I simply grinned challengingly at him, igniting my fists in welcoming flames. He didn't have...