Short stories that came from prompts and are completely random.

A sassy android, a soldier with a scarred past, and a teenager who just wants to Breach peacefully. All in their own worlds. Literally *** Forty years after the world was infested by zeds, humanity had finally returned to the board. The Coalition has risen up from the ashes to recreate the mythical Valravn. Levin Cross is their elite and will always be the Coalition's loyal paragon. Until he discovers the lie. *** Forty years into a future America, crime is extinct. Always under strict surveillance, privacy is a thing of the past. Cayde Hunter just wants to Breach into LifeMore -- like everyone else. But after an encounter with a hacktivist, he realizes the true difference between democracy and dictatorship. Pursued by more than meets the eye, his only hope is an invitation to Techa Labs. *** Forty years after the technological breakthrough of the VitaeChip, humanity had reached its golden age. Androids were now used for cheap labor and personal use. Amantha Greene is one of them and could be the key to everything. *** To top it all off, an unknown extraterrestrial threat is looking to consume their worlds. They're basically screwed. Unless they find The Affinity Between Our Stars. Highest ranking so far #128 in Science Fiction!

In a world where a powerful spell is the only measure protecting witches against the 21st century stake burnings, 16-year-old Kelsey can't resist arguing with her mother, leader of the witch burners, over the good of magic. When Kelsey discovers her own magic, she joins a bunker for protection and training, and vows to show her mother that not all witches are an abomination. However, the fight between good and evil isn't as black and white as Kelsey had hoped, with evil sparing lives and good sacrificing them in a misguided attempt to keep magic alive. Kelsey finds an alternative plan: to rip magic from the world. It's drastic, it's unforgivable, but it might be the only thing that can save witches from themselves. However, destroying magic will break the spell protecting witches from the witch burners. For once in her life, Kelsey will need to reason-not argue-with her mother that witches can be good people too, or else the stake-burnings will commence.

The Earth is dead; the Flame shall spread. UNDERGOING HEAVY EDITING; STAY TUNED FOR EPISODE 3 The chants of the mighty echo through hollow lands, and there shall be nowhere left to hide. Already on the run from her past, Sieglinde is forced to flee amongst the people of Havellan for the sake of her own survival. She becomes one of ten-thousand homeless wanderers, drifting through the world in search of vengeance, solace and peace. The mysterious banners of black and blue are seen at every turn, and the world free of conquest grows ever smaller. This is the tale of a dying people, in a dying world. - Episodes 1 and 2 are complete, Episode 3 is ongoing! Notice: This project is slow-going at the moment, due in part to having a real life whether I want it or not, and because of work on a lot of edits, and potential re-writes. Featured in KP Lanyon's compilation "The Write Righters" ( https://www.wattpad.com/story/70161625-the-write-righters ) -Have a gander for some quality stories! Huge thanks to @kheprinmatu for snazzing up the cover!

I've always been fascinated with stars. Stars. Even the name just rolls off the tongue and right into your wildest imaginings. Ever since I was a kid, I would stare up at the sky every summer night, and name every constellation I knew...which happened to be all of them, considering I memorized an entire book about astrology when I was twelve. Years later, that would not be the case. I remember one night, just a few weeks ago, that I looked up at the very same stars I had seen my entire life and felt nauseous. That night, it made me physically sick with disgust to look at those familiar patterns of light. What had once brought me joy now only stirs up painful memories. How times change. Never again would I look at those stars with the childish wonderment and fascination of the past. Never again would I look upon those glowing orbs, bask in blissful ignorance, and think that they were all alone up there. I could never again say that we are completely alone in this universe. Never again would I look upon a certain gravestone and not blame those cold, calculating stars. I, Stella Wolfe, would come to discover true corruption, true evil, true friends... and maybe even true love. Is is possible that we could still save the world?After everything have done to me, and to humanity, do we even stand a chance? Well I guess alien hybrid powers, an real live alien-turned-talking-cat-turned-human(?), and a few other psychotic people could help... You'll just have to read the last page to find out... ⦁☓☽☓☾☓⦁ (If you were too lazy to read that whole thing, no worries. Men in Black meets Divergent meets some cliche mystery horror film is the perfect summary and all you really need to know. Your welcome, my lazy friends.)

God has decided to let His fallen angels back into heaven, on one condition, they must make it through demon rehab. Lilith is the first demon to go through the process and discovers hatred and malice in heaven. But as a Succubus, why would she give that up to once again be an angel? And can Gabriel do that for her? Or, perhaps he can do much more.

11x featured wattpad story. Before everything, it's assumed there was nothing, but what if there was no real difference between the two? Just two extreme philosophies from the first conflict. The planet Huom has been under observation for longer than should technically be possible. The primary watcher, a bitter black hole, is excited to see that there is finally a proverbial Darkness at the end of the tunnel. Meanwhile, on the planet, in the freezing mountains of Empris, Lyeasrakardsul, the oldest living sorcerer, suffers from devastating nightmares. At the same time, far away in the sandstone desert of Zenon, Herschel, a man filled to the brim with weird ideas is escaping a prison filled with strange old men. What does all this have to do with arsehole Gods, hairy Dwarfs, frustrated Afreets, curious Knomes, lizard-women, and nude Áettar? Perhaps Nothing, perhaps Everything... but why can't it be both?