A ghoul is summoned illegally and enslaved by a rogue sect of the Clergy. For the past twenty years, an evil Satanic sorcerer has held Itzal captive. He took control of his will, subjecting him to unimaginable horrors, and forced him to commit acts that have corrupted his soul so badly he will never recover - or so he believes. A chance meeting with Clergy ghoulette Sunshine finally gives him the courage to escape his life of torment. The story charts the enslavement, escape and eventual recovery of the original ghoul character, Itzal. He meets Clergy ghoulette Sunshine and his life changes forever. This is set within the lore of the band Ghost and its universe, but you don't need to be a fan to enjoy the story. It works as a stand-alone too. The story is quite dark in places with elements of non con and violence so if that puts you off then don't read it. Let me know what you think and don't be shy! Comments and votes are always welcome and I try my best to respond.

Corey is a young man stuck in a cycle of monotony. That is, until he comes across a mask in the trash in the local subway station.

Again, it's the mask, this time in complete detail. It seems almost like a white cloth with red symbols painted on it and three black slits on each side for eyes. "Just leave me alone already! what do you want?" I scream. I've finally had it. I'm done with the paranoia, the sleepless nights, and the constant feeling like someone's watching me. Suddenly there's a strange breeze of cool air whistling through the apartment. Some papers are lifted by the current and drift onto the floor. Just as suddenly as the draft came, a deep voice whispers, "you" then the breeze stops, and I'm left sitting there scared and confused at what the hell just happened. This is a Sleep Token fanfiction for mature audiences only! All pictures are made with AI (Wonder app)

Blythe is a sleep therapist dealing with the loss of her father. After his passing she became a terrible insomniac. She tries to help her patients as best she can, while holding on to a normal life. But can she continue to hold onto reality after she begins to see shadows and masked figures everywhere she goes? Who are these beings and why does she keep seeing them?

Read n find out cba for blurbs Check out my other story for a cute love story. This is not that. There's gonna be mental health issues, some schizophrenia and personality disorder symptoms, probably BDSM, and Vessel is /Not a nice guy in this one/. Again, in the other fic, he's a top bloke, if you don't like meanies

Out of respect to the anonymous masked band that inspired this endeavor, no names or pseudonyms are used. If you find yourself here, you'll probably understand. If not, feel free to ask---or just enjoy. Let me know if you think I should continue... or not. It's an 18+ smutty band fiction, with a dash of romance. This is a first draft. I'll update at least every other day. Almost complete and then I'll edit it. [Sleep Token]

One of those stories that makes you say what in the wattpad is this Your name is Iris, and you stumble upon a campsite after breaking down.