The year is 1991. The year of Chili Peppers, Nirvana; grunge and punk, and heavy rock. But not in Norway. Instead, Oslo is in a state of chaos with the rise of black metal. Churches are burnt to the ground, stabbings are usual. Emilie is discretely apart of the scene, overlooking from a shadow, yet in amongst and near the dramas at Euronymous' record shop in Oslo, Helvete. Her involvement with crime is minimal yet her implications to certain events become clear when she meets a gentleman who is simply known as 'Hellfire'. And thus began what was dubbed in the town papers, 'the Storm of Evil'.

The year is 1990, and 20 year old Michelle is about to be face to face with her boyfriend who is coming to America from Sweden. They had been corresponding through letters, phone calls and pictures for the past year and now they are about to meet for the first time! Will they still have fire and passion face to face? Will the long distance eventually come between them? Find out if Pelle and Michelle can hold on to what they have.

I'm currently editing. No big changes to the plot just some added things hopefully it's a little better writing. Once I've edited, I will add it to the chapter name. Benedikte was a young girl who was introduced to a new kind of music called black metal. When she meets a new girl Kirsten who has the same interest, they begin a band together. When they meet a new band named Mayhem, they begin a journey. This journey is long, filled with obstacles, and heartbreak. DISCLAIMER: This story is based around true events. Some facts and things have been changed to fit the story's narrative.

WILL HAVE GRAPHIC MENTIONS OF SELF HARM AND SUICIDE I changed the name of the fic, original name was "Dark Place" hope this gets famous

In 1987 Oslo, 17-year-old Euronymous becomes fixated on creating "true Norwegian black metal" with his band Mayhem; he mounts shocking publicity stunts to put the band's name on the map, but the lines between show and reality begin to blur... ! The book is a historical fiction account of the early 1990s Norwegian black metal scene told from the perspective of Mayhem co-founder Euronymous.! tw: suicide, suicide thoughts, murder

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[#1 Teen Fiction | #1 in Romance] Bad boy Luke Dawson is stuck living with clumsy nobody Millie Ripley for the summer. When she ran over his most prized possession, her world changed. She had to pay him back for every dime of damages, and the favors he called in weren't just about money. She had to pay him back, and everyone knows how payback is a... This is a love story. Hot boys like Luke Dawson never pay attention to nobodies like Millie. But here they were, two kids from opposite ends of the chain, set to turn the whole hierarchy upside down. Because no one can stop attraction. When opposite attract, the spontaneous reaction can be a combustion or a downright explosion. With Luke, my money's on the explosion. We're talking public humiliation, roller-coaster emotions, drama among cliques, prissy sisters, crazy mothers and a whole lot of hotness from resident bad boy and neighbor, Luke Dawson. And FYI, (c) copyright 2019 All Rights Reserved. Stay chill, N

She was from Group B-an "original," one of the first thrown into the Maze and left to survive. Escape was never part of the plan. Not for her. Not after everything she'd seen. But somehow, they made it out. Now, she's been relocated to a so-called Safe Haven-a sterile facility that is said to be their reward for surviving. But nothing about it feels safe. Aris, the only other survivor from her group, doesn't trust a word they say-and after a new group of boys bursts in with warnings of lies, manipulation, and something far worse lurking beneath the surface, neither does she. One of the boys stands out amongst the chaos. There's something in the way he looks at her-like he's seen the same horrors, like he understands her in a way no one else has. And no matter how much danger they're in, she can't seem to stay away. The deeper they dig, the clearer it becomes: escaping the Maze was just the beginning. *I do not own most of the characters or a majority of the plot line! All credit to James Dashner and Wes Ball.* Based off of the second and third movies: The Scorch Trials and The Death Cure! Had to put a little warning, there is some cursing. Personally, I'd say it was medium to mild. I'll let you guys be the judge, but just be warned that it's there! {Published 3-10-18} {Completed 9-19-18} {Started Editing 11-13-22} {Finished Editing 07-07-25}

❝ I knew, from that moment on, that nobody could ever confess, they love me, without the splintered thought of you running through my mind. Consciously or not, my soul will always be tangled with you. ❝ Aurora Matthews, the daughter of Jeanine Matthews, is at that stage where she has to decide what faction she thinks is best for her. Is it Erudite, Candor, Amity, Abnegation or Dauntless? Making friends were the least of her worries as she finds the decisions she made from her past haunts her for the war that has only began. [best ranking - #2 divergent #1 tobias #1 faction #1 erudite #1 four]

hey here I am talking to myself hoping someone is listening but that's not all this is my story I mean I love divergent and the fault in our stars as much as the next girl but that's not real this doesn't seem like it but it is this is my story more specifically my love story my name is Dawn Summers I have long brown hair and brown eyes I'm a singer tomboy geek nerd weird some might say beutiful and strong but I'm broken I lost my mom 3 years ago she kept me together made me happy and she died in front of me my father never healed I sorta did but he thinks it's my fault she's dead so he abuses me I heal really fast I don't know why I just do I like to think it's a gift but he always hurts me no matter how fast I heal it's not fast enough To me my "home" is no where but my thoughts, the house is just a house or well....My personal hell