"they told us that we needed therapy, as if medication and tainted words could fix broken toys."

I did not write any of these stories, the credit goes to the author's. Thanks for listening, enjoy! ~_DescendingDarkness_~

"Running diagnostics. . .Systems all up and ready to go. No misplacements or reconstruction needed. Model RK800, serial #313 248 317 at your service." His voice came exactly as you wanted, calm and soothing. Perfect for a negotiator. You were suspended in disbelief. "It, it worked. . . hi." "Scanning. . . Dr.(Y/N), creator assisted by a sliver of blueprints that were left by Dr. Kamski in your care at the time of his retirement. Hello, what do you need Model RK800 prototype #1 to do for you?" Perhaps a little cold and detached too, but what did you expect? You smiled gently, fiddling with the coin in your hand. "That's not necessary. . .and that model number doesn't really roll off the tongue. I shall name you." "Very well, although I would like to remind you that I am a prototype and that I am not a living being that is needed to be called by something. Ready to accept name." "Reminder accepted. . . Connor." "Hello, Dr. (Y/N). My name is Connor." You took his hand for a shake, him quickly reciprocating it once he realized it was a socially accepted action used by humans for greetings. Your eyes twinkled, making sure he took the coin even though he was about to question it. "Hi Connor. It's nice to finally meet you." |ConnorxProgrammar!Reader| Creator!Reader| Android & Human|Fem!Reader|

A compilation of horror stories I heard from different people and read from different sites (mainly Reddit.)

*Highest ranking no#1 in Lucifer and 9th in Angels, as well as no#9 in hell* What happens when you are a shy, self-conscious, quiet, depressed and lonely girl with no friends or family? Why, you sell your soul to the Devil, of course. Being an orphan since the age of 6, you see everything differently and find yourself to stand out amongst the crowd, especially if you have Snow White hair. Now due to your unique hair color you are considered a freak show and no one bothers to befriend you and you start to crave human interaction. In a desperate attempt to have a friend, an attempt you never thought would work, you summon the Devil and laugh at your absurd actions. But little did you know that they don't say 'speak of the Devil and he shall appear' for nothing. (SLOW UPDATE)

"Promise we will never leave each other behind." "I promise." "Pinky promise?" "What are you five?" "Yes." "Pinky Promise." ------------------------- Mason lived in New York before her parents had to move to Georgia. They had a happy life, with some minor set backs. Mason has Asperger's Syndrome and a Panic Disorder. Her world turned upside down when people began to eat one another and rise from the dead. After being alone, she finds herself with a group of survivors. Will they be able to help her? And What happens when she clings to the only person the group doesn't really hang around?

After escaping a stalled elevator into a zombie apocalypse, Emily must learn how to trust people again or risk losing everything in this terrifying world. ***** For Emily, every day of the last two years have been a blur. She keeps her head down, takes her college courses online, and only goes out to work at her mandatory internship. But all that changes on the day the office elevator breaks down, leaving her trapped when the screams begin. And when the doors finally open, revealing a dystopian world ruined by bloody teeth and disease, Emily is launched into a terrifying run for her life, caught between the strangers she's not sure she can trust and the man-eating monsters that hunger for her flesh. Now she must learn not only how to survive in this new and dangerous world, but also how to overcome her own inner demons before they cost her something more precious than her life. [[Wattys' Shortlist]] [[Promoted by AMC]] Content and/or Trigger Warning: The story contains some gore, violence, strong language, and dark themes. [[word count: 100,000-150,000 words]]

CURRENTLY IN THE PROCESS OF BEING REWRITTEN!

Rina Jaquelyn Sapphire was an 18 year old girl who was alone in her life. Her parents died on a plane crash when she was 16 and her abusive uncle died by the mysterious killer. Rina saved the little girl name, Sally by a mean popular teenage girl and then, she met a tall mysterious man name, Richard Crossgrove. What would happen if a human and a Creepypasta fell for each other?

"So let me get this straight. You brought me here,not to beat me up or do your homework,but to be your other good girl." Gabi thought about it for a second."Maybe you're just using me for your prurient matters!" Jordan looks at Declan,dumbfound. "Is that another food?" "Seriously,guys. It means lewd!" Naomi interjected. Bennett looks at her,then at the guys. "What's lewd again?" "Surrounded around idiots." Gabi and Naomi muttered simultaneously. Meet Gabi. Gabi Billod. No,she's not your average normal looking nerd. She's your average normal looking geek! However, Gabi has a past only a few know; one using it against her. She moved into a new house, into a new school, into what she never thought she would ever have. A chance for a good start. So when Gabi moved into a new school around mid-December,she didn't expect to meet the Three Musketeers and their good girl. But them asking her to meet them at Starbucks was as bad as pickle juice. She caught all their eyes, not one by one,but at the same time. Her shy,yet determined attitude. Her strange obsession for long clothing. The Four Musketeers can't help but wonder what she's like. But not in a negative way, definitely not like that. It's more reverse. It's not that hard to understand. Naomi and Gabi will be the good girls. The guys will be their bad boys. (NOTE: This is a fanfic. I repeat: This is a FANFIC. I got permission from the original owner "RubixCube89201" to do this fanfic. This is my very first fanfiction so please be calm with me. Cover photo made by me. I hope you all enjoy. I may take long updates.)