**This book features short, fun, snappy chapters** **Perfectly fine as a standalone** [Caution: may pack a couple of gutpunches.] "First things first: this is the story of how I die. Over and over again." __________________________________ Marra is NOT a vampire. He is a normal human, just like you. At least, that's what he tells himself. Life pits him against odds so bleak, that he'd rather die than face them. That's precisely the problem though. He just doesn't seem to . . . die. And now he's headed towards his worst nightmare, accompanied by a grumpy one-armed adult, a quippy spirit, a copperhead nerd, a sassy actor, a beagle, and a corpse. Welcome to his wacky world. Herein lies a hilarious, heartfelt, and first-hand account from Marra himself, ridden with characters to tickle your funnybone, witchraft to bewitch you, and loads of weird but laugh-out-loud stuff. Like, loads. Enjoy. ______________________________________ { Awesome cover by @jaszthewayyoulikeit } #completed ***All rights reserved: Do not recreate or plagiarise. This is an original work.***

𝐟𝐨𝐫𝐦𝐮𝐥𝐚 𝐨𝐧𝐞 ❝ I drive fast, wind in my hair, push it to the limits 'cause I just don't care ❞ ──── 𝐈𝐍 𝐖𝐇𝐈𝐂𝐇 after the famous Wolff divorce, Toto Wolff takes refugee in the beautiful city of Monte Carlo intending to drink his sorrows away for the weekend only to run into Liliana Carzo, a budding chemist university student who is none than too happy to help take his mind off his ex-wife. 𝐎𝐑 ──── 𝐈𝐍 𝐖𝐇𝐈𝐂𝐇 Liliana Carzo bumps into Toto Wolff and then it was love (or rather lust) at first sight. 𝐒𝐓𝐀𝐓𝐔𝐒: ongoing {26.10.25} 𝐔𝐍𝐈𝐕𝐄𝐑𝐒𝐄: real life 𝐂𝐎𝐍𝐓𝐄𝐍𝐓: f1 grid 2024 𝐒𝐇𝐈𝐏𝐒: female!oc 𝓍 toto wolff 𝐒𝐄𝐑𝐈𝐄𝐒: none 𝐑𝐀𝐍𝐊𝐈𝐍𝐆𝐒: n/a 𝐂𝐑𝐄𝐃𝐈𝐓𝐒: cover by me, image not mine. © 𝐢𝐥𝐥𝐲𝐚𝐱𝐬𝐯𝐢𝐞𝐥, 𝟐𝟎𝟐𝟓

BRAWL A blood-soaked retro crime saga set inside a velvet-drenched bar where bottles break bones, absinthe fuels rage, and silence is punished. Harold and his crew don't serve drinks - they serve fucking consequences. Every chapter is a cinematic massacre. Every pour is a death wish. Welcome to The Velvet Sip. - BRAWL This isn't a story. It's a brawl. IT NEEDS A PREQUEL !!!

A story of doom of all vingels and glances into the opium as declaces into the book of the world as the destruction love and creativity are exterminated by the tapestry of demonic outcasting involving religious plagues.

"Don't even bother with this Varlet, my lady, he's a dirty mutt," he said. "Maybe you shouldn't be so quick to sequester everyone you meet based on status," I replied finally at my breaking point.

Locker 17 The camera drifts down an empty high-school corridor. Flickering lights. A door creaks. "They thought they'd closed it..." a voice whispers. "But you can't lock away a maze that thinks." The spiral scrawls on the tiles are almost gone now, washed away by janitors who never ask questions. Students hurry past Locker 17 without looking at it. But under the paint and plaster, something still breathes. Amber, Luis, Maya, and Jayden survived. Barely. They walked out with secrets and scars, holding pieces of a counter-pattern that can't be explained. And they know - the echoes aren't finished. A backward laugh rises from the vents. A triangle-eye flickers on a locker door. The screen goes bl This keeps the "voice-over" trailer style while ending on a chilling hook. Want me to do the same treatment for a back-cover blurb that sells the whole story like a film synopsis? It doesn't speak. It doesn't blink. And it disappears as soon as it turns the corner. This is their first brush with the echoes-and the moment their safe, suburban school begins to unravel into something far older, darker, and hungrier.

Echoes of Memory When fragments of forgotten moments begin to invade her waking life, Amara discovers she is part of a secret experiment that bends time and memory. Each vision pulls her closer to a hidden truth buried in the folds of her own past - and to a network of people whose lives are woven together by invisible threads of quantum fate. As reality unravels, Amara must decide: cling to the life she knows, or risk everything to rewrite the echoes of memory before they rewrite her.

Chapter 1: The Song of the Shirt Anna Nightingale, a young seamstress in Victorian London, endures long days of labor while dreaming of a brighter life. Amid her work, she clings to hope, music, and the courage that will guide her journey.

Male Wednesday x Female Reader Based on the 1991 movie, The Addmas Family (Y/n) = Your Name (H/c) = Hair Color (H/l) = Hair Length (E/c) = Eye Color (S/c) = Skin Color I will be doing the second movie as well!!! I OWN NOTHING!!!

It was always difficult being Harry Potter and it isn't much easier now that he is an overworked employee of the Ministry of Magic, a husband, and the father of three school-age children. While Harry grapples with a past that refuses to stay where it belongs, his youngest son Albus must struggle with the weight of a family legacy he never wanted. As past and present fuse ominously, both father and son learn the uncomfortable truth: sometimes, darkness comes from unexpected places. HARRY POTTER AND THE CURSED CHILD (The M. Clifford Edit) is a fanfic of the script book for the stage play of the same name, which was presented as "the 8th story" of the Harry Potter series. This is a novelization of the version in play format I had published years prior on Wattpad. It loosely follows the source text and narrative structure. If you have not bought the original, I ask that you please do that now, even though this is a substantially transformed edit by a fanfiction writer. =================== :: This transformative work of fiction (fan fiction) is a parody based on the creations of series author, J.K. Rowling (JKR), John Tiffany, and Jack Thorne. Portions of the text were inspired by the writings of JKR, or taken at random from the original play script and repurposed, but much is original content by author, M. Clifford. The story is non-commercial, posted without authorization or permission from JKR, John Tiffany, or Jack Thorne and is not in any way affiliated with the Harry Potter franchise or its assigns. All original content is copyright M. Clifford, 2024