He was powerful. He was terrifying. Said to be cruel and unjust. Terrifyingly possessive. He had the world, but to him she was his world. There was nothing he wouldn't do for his miraculum.
I had become heartless. Detached from all emotions. Living life like an unfinished puzzle, a small part of me missing. Lost. Never to be found again. And then she came along with all her smiles and laughter and cheerfulness. She helped fix me up. Slowly, but surely, I found my way back. And she taught me to live again...
Haunted by memories, a thief reluctantly leads a group of survivors to escape a city filled with horrors. But the journey isn't easy. Desperate strangers pose a very real threat, while one of the group seems to be changing into something... or someone else. And no matter where they go there is the feeling that somethi...
In which neighbours get attached to each other because of a sprained ankle. [COMPLETED]
"Hello, this is Little Talks Teen Hotline. How may I help you?" "Yeah, can I have a large meat-lover's with a two-liter Pepsi? Thanks a bunch." "Uh, ma'am, this isn't Pizza Hut." [ Inspired by stereoactive's " Pizzeria Boy " ]
An upset friend dials the wrong number and begins a friendship with a stranger over the phone.
"Hayley, I've been calling you for the past fifteen minutes. Why didn't you answer?" "Because I'm not Hayley...?" "Oh." "..." "Then who is this?" "Delilah." "Well hello Delilah." #16 In Short Story 5/10/17 #2 in anti bullying 9/5/18 :) *old story*
❝talks between two individuals over piquant drinks. a cheesy romance; it's honestly banality.❞ - - cover by the king @moonrei.
"Hello" "What?" "Umm is this the helpline?" "Helpline?" "Yeah is this it?" "Oh yeah, umm Good evening and you're calling this helpline I don't know why, what's the problem?" ***** ©Handwritting [book 1 of Speak series] Cover made by: Me Started: 04/05/16 Completed: 02/20/17 Highest Ranking: #60 in short story (Octo...
In which an optimistic girl tries to fix a broken boy. But a helpline can only do so much. ████████████████ Written in dialogue form. Also written when I was like 15 so please don't come for me :') Not a prequel to "Parent Helpline". © @MiaNightlock. Cover(s) made by @grayscns, @DannieBlack_LCB, and myself.
"It's not like you could do anything about Milo." "Who says I can't? I'm Batman. Give the signal and I'll fucking be there." A boy with a unique Batman obsession converses with a smart mouthed girl who has a thing for superheroes. + #10 in Short Story (dialogue category) *old story*
cover made by the fabulous @dandielions "An invention of pure terror, the Ferris Wheel is." "But, the view is so beautiful, seeing everything from up high.." "Don't even mention the extreme heights, or I will puke." "What if I help you get over your fear?" "If you can do that, you must be a really powerful being or...
Before he can say anything else I jump up from the ground and start to sprint. I run successfully for a half a second when a hand grips my waist. Everything happens so fast and the next thing I know I am thrown over his shoulder Shrek style. I respond with a shriek. "What are you doing?!" I scream angrily. He resp...
"Don't move." His husky voice spoke below a whisper, my shoulders pressed against his muscular chest. I relaxed, feeling the small flutter of his wings as I reached out to stroke the long tempting feathers. His wings extended, slowly wrapping themselves around my body. "What are you doing?" I'd drop my arms to my sid...
"What big ears you've got." My voice trembled as he slid a hand down my back. "All better to hear you, love." He replied huskily, his lips millimeters from mine. "What big teeth you've got." My eyes dropped down to his kissable lips. He paused. "All the better to eat you with." Then he sunk his fangs in my neck, and I...
Don't be fooled by his dazzling smile or by the way his pristine hazel eyes glimmer in the reflection of the sunlight. To the naive, he may seem like a dream come true, but know there is always a beast lurking underneath ready to tear and break you limb by limb. He's sinful to the bone just like you would expect him...
"Wake up and smell the roses," She told herself one morning. As if nothing would ever go wrong. Padding barefoot down the stairs and slowly outside, did she ever realize how wrong she was to do this... especially when what lay by the roses.. a black feather, and a note not far from it. "Remember, he's always behind...
Sixteen years ago Haven cheated death, which landed her with a strange, unique gift. She can see death. And sometimes, she can stop it. Highest Ranking: #372 in Paranormal - 13th December 2015
She rushed outside today and ran into his open arms, he picked her up and spun her around and they laughed. When he put her down he had this strange look in his eye, he stroked her face and said, 'I am pretty positive I am completely and obsessively in love with you, my angel'
He extends his hand and I'd be lying if I said I only hesitated a bit to shake it. When I finally did, my hand was enveloped by his, except it wasn't warm and inviting, instead cold and rough. It sent a shiver down my spine. "Name's...
Death. Death doesn't care if you're old or young. Death doesn't care if you're healthy or ill. Death doesn't care if you're naughty or nice. Death doesn't care if you're loved or not. If Death wants you dead, then Death will have you dead.
He runs his fingers through her hair and tugs on it. "You're my doll," he says as he breathes her in. "You need me. You're mine to play with. You're mine. Without me, you're nothing." What happens when he one day disappears and the monsters buried deep in the basement begin scratching the walls and howling he...
Evelyn is given a dare, go into the supposedly haunted house. Easy right, not so much as Evelyn soon discovers as she wanders around the house and finds stranger and stranger things. Eventually coming face to face with a mysterious man named Asmodeus, claiming that he's taking her to Hell. Evelyn's world is turned ups...
Desperate for a break from her demanding job, Lilith is convinced to check into the Wellness Center for a week. Curious as to how effective the center is, she decides to keep a diary while she's there. As Lilith's week at the Wellness Center draws to a close, however, she is suddenly told that she is too "diseased"...
"So you're telling me this whole time, you learned guitar because it was my 'dream'?" Adeline asks. "I didn't mean for this to happen, I didn't mean for any of this to happen. Look I'll drop-" Eli rambles on. "Don't, just don't," Adeline cuts him off before sighing and walking past him. Leaving a distressed Eli Housl...
it was too late to fix their mistakes. [ cover by @anthem- ] © 2016 by _xfools. All rights reserved.
Two completely different people come together to learn that they aren't so different after all.
"This Mark means we belong together, not that you own me." The fact that he was treating me like his property was making me even more angry. He leaned down and whispered into my ear. "It means you're mine."
TO BE PULLED BETWEEN THE DEAD AND THE WILLING TO BE DEAD. published on 6.29.16 highest rank: #51 SS | 8.29.16 COPYRIGHT - SCARREDREAMS / SUNTAINTS 2016
A homeschooled girl who's identity is not known except for very few people. The girl who's appearance changes a lot, as well as her location. A girl with only one friend. Believing everything around her was normal, she never questioned it. Until he asked.