"...we both want the same thing." "Which is?" "A distraction."

"It is widely accepted that the supernatural's existence is unfathomable, and those that believe in it are simply mad." ♰ Jezebel Barker was a young, innocent girl who resided in the English moors her entire life. She was a provider, a good girl, when it came to her three siblings. She was a Christian, devoted herself to her family's practice and went to church each Sunday. The dark, windy, overgrown moors were her home. She loved it there. She spent most her time with her father, Damien Barker, reading historical novels and discussing the political climate. But when her entire family comes down with a deadly sickness and passes away, Jezebel is left behind with her father. They travel to the Riley Castle prompted by an invitation from the owner himself, and Jezebel finds herself beholding a gothic, chilling, and enigmatic fortress she is not certain she wants to reside in. Alas, she has no other choice, and enters the castle's depths alongside her father to meet some strange individuals indeed. A tale of mystery, secrets, and supernatural phenomena dwells between the words of "Castle," and haunts the reader to the very end. ♰ [1st Person P.O.V] [Ghost x Reader] [König x Reader] [Contains Smut] ♰ Disclaimer: I do not own the Call of Duty franchise, its plot, or its characters. I only own my original characters. ♰ Began: July 6, 2023 Completed:October 22, 2023 Written during age(s): 15 yrs, 16 yrs Full Word Count: 71k ♰ FANFICTION OF: Call of Duty

A late-night encounter, the mysterious death of a loved one, a weapon hunted by both heroes and villains, an unwanted partnership, secrets, hatred, lust, love, betrayal. None of this had been what you were expecting when leaving your apartment that night. Cover art: @tgomeyes For those of you who have gone through many different bookworm stages in your lives, you might notice that I took some inspiration (primarily in the first couple of chapters), from the NA novel, House of Earth and Blood. Although the stories will be very different, I figured I'd point it out in case people take notice.

"All I need is one shot." ✧ Simon "Ghost" Riley was a cold, heartless killer. He was untouchable, and he made his enemies cower just by hearing his name. Not you, though. Cold? Heartless? Hearing him referred to by those names would make you laugh. If anyone was demented and heartless, it was you. A menacingly precise and skilled sniper by the name "Odile," you were the one to be feared. So when you're captured and interrogated by Task Force 141 for being suspected of working with the terrorist Hassan, you're offered something you cannot pass up ─ valuable information on where to find an old friend that went missing 7 years ago by the name of König. The catch? Temporarily join Task Force 141 and help disarm a missile in Austria. ✧ [2nd Person P.O.V] [Ghost x Reader] [König x Reader] [Contains Smut] ✧ #3 in "fanfic" out of 1.4M+ #10 in "ghost" out of 55.4K+ #4 in "callofduty" out of 1,000+ #1 in "codmw2" out of 150+ #3 in "cod" out of 1,000+ ✧ Disclaimer: I do not own the Call of Duty franchise, its plot, or its characters. I only own my original characters. ✧ Began: December 20, 2022 Completed: July 4, 2023 Written during age(s): 15 yrs Full Word Count: 62k ✧ FANFICTION OF: Call of Duty

── go to sleep. female reader. angst.

I didn't write this but I have been given permission to post this all credit goes to Valentinesdaygreen and a link below to the original story origin http://valentinesdaygreen.deviantart.com/

I didn't write this but I have been given permission to post this all credit goes to Valentinesdaygreen and a link below to the original story origin http://valentinesdaygreen.deviantart.com/

This is a story about Slenderman's first proxy. Now, of course, this story must start at the beginning, when he first meets you. Set in the 1800s, you meet Slenderman after running away from some men and into the nearby forest. After about 200 years, when Masky, Hoodie, and Toby are his proxies, he assigns them a difficult task. A task to find this "runaway proxy" and bring her back. But when they do, they realize they've got a very, very hard decision to make, and...well, I wouldn't want to ruin the plot. Also, I want to thank @Taylor_loveDun for helping me out with this book!

(Y/N) is just an innocent girl who wanted to live a normal, carefree life. That's all she cares about, well, that and her candies. With low blood sugar, she needs to keep her energy up with something sugary, so what better way than to befriend a psychotic clown with a sweet tooth. Wait... What? Suddenly, (Y/N) finds herself thrown into a world of nightmares and murdered children. She tries to get help, but no one believes her. She's stuck being alone with the psychotic clown that puts the 'laughter' in 'slaughter'. But really, what could go wrong? DISCLAIMER: I DO NOT OWN LAUGHING JACK. HE BELONGS TO SNUFFBOMB. I DO NOT OWN ANY OF THE OTHER CREEPYPASTAS. THEY ALL BELONG TO WHOEVER THE HELL MADE THEM. I ONLY OWN THE STORY'S PLOT, GEORGE, OFFICER DELLA, OFFICER KINGSLEY, THE CHILDREN, THE PARENTS, BASICALLY ANY SIDE CHARACTER THAT ISN'T A MASS MURDERER. Rated M for Mature: -contains high violenve -contains high gore -contains foul language

Secrets. Some are best hidden from the world and from other people. Although, the more secrets that build up, the angrier a person may get.