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  • The Boy with Words for Skin
    452K 20.4K 33

    Samuel Brandt woke up with his thoughts written all over his body. His brother woke up with his head missing. His sister woke up to find that her skin would crack open unless she stayed in water. All of the other children in the secluded Iowa town of Oak Knoll woke up having undergone strange transformations. Now, the...

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  • Inject Me Sweetly / Dusk Until Dawn
    17.7M 294K 79

    There are TWO separate stories under this story group! Inject Me Sweetly: Vampires. Mythical creatures. Horrifying creatures. Creatures of the night. The creatures that make up Emily Brown's worst fear. Ever since she was little, the thought of vampires had sent her heart racing. So what happens when she somehow gets...

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  • Bite Me Kitten | ✔️
    6.1M 188K 30

    "Don't underestimate me, Hunter." I gulp, trying to sound unaffected by our close proximity. His lips are inches away from mine when he whispers with a smirk "Bite me, Kitten." ----------------------- "When a boy with anger issues meets a girl with even bigger anger issues..." Scarlet has been through quite a bit, b...

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  • How to Punch Soren McKinin | ✓
    12.3M 628K 55

    Soren McKinin; the disappointment of the family, the child his parents wished did not belong to them, the type fathers warned their daughters not to date. Anger issues, a heartless brute that got into fights and saw the world as dark grey, helpless and pointless lump of rock. He was incapable of happiness, of love. ...

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  • Breaths
    204K 10K 17

    ❝ everything inside of me is living in your heartbeat. ❞ © nate k. 2015

  • Silhouette of Sparks
    449 70 9

    Serenity-New to town, new to school. Never really was the center of attention until a crush turns into something else changing Serenity's life into something never experienced before, causing her to have to do things differently and leave her shell to dwell the awesomeness of having freedom. Sorry but I don't always g...

  • Story behind the cuts
    349 60 19

    Once all the people left and the lights were off, I cried or in other words we cried. My bad luck and I. We cried till morning when my eyes and her became weak and we disappeared. We disappeared into deep, deep rest. The type of rest that is scorching for help. The type of help that is in need of life.

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  • Sightful Fumes
    72 8 5

    Cold bitter wind and plaid scarves wrapped around my neck along with the jacket I owned for three years now, Crunching all the leaves on the ground for my satisfaction, while holding my mug of bitter coffee, the bus stop was busier than usual as the lady sitting on the bench argued to someone on the phone, I mentally...

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