This is a story about a young Pysker who has a family that is obsessed with him

When a man wakes up in a grave, with no memories of who he is or where he is from, he is thrust into a world of monsters, disease, and death. A world he can not hope to comprehend. A world..he is not exactly alone in.

Being a bounty hunter in the wastelands isn't easy, and it's about to get a whole lot harder. The world went down the crapper a long time ago. Then the revolution came. Things stink even worse now as the corrupt Sloan brothers stake their claim over the lawless wastelands. With no one to stand against them, the people are left to the mercy of the corrupt tyrants. We need a gunfighter who isn't afraid to stand against impossible odds. The problem is that all the heroes died in the revolution... which means we'll have to settle for "Havoc" Joe Ballast. Ballast is no stranger to bad luck, but when the Sloan brothers corner him, they'll soon learn that you should never, ever underestimate the Bounty Hunter. The Mandalorian meets Fallout in this fresh adventure sure to be enjoyed by all ages. Read the first book in the ongoing story of "Havoc" Joe Ballast, lone gunfighter of Earth's wastelands. (Note: This is a draft so please excuse any errors. The finished novel is available in paperback, ebook, and audiobook).

Shadow was a D-class in the S.C.P foundation. She was young and fairly accused which landed her here. After just surviving her last test Shadow was thrown into the containment cell of 049. Traumatized and broken Shadow accepted her death, but the Docter felt something about her was different

this story follows the life of a young man turned witcher who is under Geralt's tutilage as he faces new advntures in the duchy of Toussaint, and discoveres the poweres he never knew he had. I DONT OWN THE WITCHER (dont kill plz)

"My, my, love. Are you sure you want to leave such a cruel world behind?" Far beyond the horizon, clouds gathered-throbbing, budding, menacing. Time was slipping through their fingers. "What can be worse than this?" A slow, wicked smile split his face in two. Oh how delightfully wild he looked! So wild, so dangerous. He stretched out a hand. She took it without hesitation. And that, dear friends, is how she dug her own grave. #book1 in the cursed artefact's series This is a Rewrite of Demetre!

Geoff and Naomi are dead, and they're depressed, but when Geoff's cat Bernie dies as well, they embark on a wild journey to find it in the underworld. ***** When Geoff dies, alongside his girlfriend Naomi, they end up sharing an apartment in the Underworld as skeletons. But after a few years, Geoff starts suffering a mid-death crisis. What's the purpose of going through the motions as a skeleton if you can't really live? Then he gets word that his cat, Bernie, just died and he can collect him and bring him home! Geoff and Naomi hurry to get Bernie only to discover that, due to a clerical error, their cat has been lost. With the hunt for Bernie giving new purpose to Geoff's un-life, he and Naomi begin a quest to get back their cat. Battling skeleton pirates, climbing the sky ladder and facing off against the villain who took Bernie, Geoff is determined to find his purpose - or die a second time trying! [[2018 Wattys Winner - The Originals]] [[word count: 30,000-40,000 words]]

I put the camera down for a moment, throwing on a type of bullet proof vest over my body and clipping the straps closed. I felt stiff, a bit squeezed and feeling a little heavy but I could manage. I'll be in there for only a minute, then I'll be out and I can leave! I'm almost done, just... a few more pictures! I clicked the button and stepped inside. I- A scream burst through my throat and erupted from my mouth with a huge amount of force, my eyes widening and tears forming as I stared at containers upon containers that stretched tall, attached to their ceiling. All of them were empty, the only thing around was red. Most likely, blood. It was splattered everywhere, on the containers, on the floor, on the walls. I felt it dripping onto the back of my neck from the ceiling, the cold liquid trickling down my neck. I shivered. W-What's going on...?? My mind was everywhere, I couldn't think! I was lost, I was scared, I didn't know where to go! I heard clicking sounds, scratching sounds that came from the back of the room. Though, for some reason I didn't run away. I felt scared out of my mind, yet I didn't react. Something felt like it was pulling me closer to it, like a magnetic force. I felt myself walking towards it. Closer and closer till I stopped at a tank that wasn't empty. And I stared upon someone who was inside the container. --- Zachary is just average, nothing about him that could ever appease others. He's just a face in the crowd, nobody important. He may seem average, but he has a secret, one that everyone knows except for him. It's that his father is a scientist, a 'monster' is what all of them say. But Zachary didn't believe them, he loved his father, he was amazing with everything he did! And his father wouldn't ever lie to him, right? Cover -> TheMidnightEclipse13

"Alvin! Kenny!" I called out, hearing more footsteps move from one place to another. Some idiot was moving around... I couldn't see them... "Alvin?" I asked, my eyebrow raised a little in confusion. I was looking in the direction of the footsteps, hoping they'd move again. "Alvin come here! What do we do now!? ALVIN!" I yelled, I glanced back at the wave of vampires still approaching. We were getting most of them, but they all were still coming closer each second. When I looked back in Alvin's direction, it felt like a blur. Someone was standing in front of me, I hadn't even heard them move towards me. "Alv-" I couldn't even finish my sentence, everything started to blur, then turn black. And just like that, I fell unconscious. -------- Damien was a VEP- Vampire Eradication Police. His duties consisted of patrolling the outside on the streets, securing weapons and fighting against the Vampires when they attacked in their waves. It happened every few years, it was pretty much expectable. Until someone new showed up, a different kind of vampire. Cadell. What made him so different? It was the fact that he didn't seem so bloodthirsty as the others were, he just seemed glued to Damien's hip wherever he went. But what happens when Cadell actually falls in love with Damien? What will he do? He's supposed to kill vampires, not befriend them. So what's next? [WARNING: Stockholm Syndrome, Depression, Violence and Swearing] {TRIGGER WARNING}

[Ranked #782 for Dystopia] "What are you doing here?! Get OUT!" I shouted at him, eyes narrowing in anger. He is NOT supposed to be in here, it's against the law. OUR laws! "I-It was an accident! I'm sorry!" Yuma cried out, his white and red hair falling into his face as his wings rose defensively behind his back. White wings with black tips on each feather, they were spread out. He's going to attack... "Koume...! Please forgive me! I'm sorry!" He begged, folding his hands together in front of him. The mercy sign. I rolled my eyes, pushing my dark red locks out of my face and behind my ear, staring down at the crying Yuma. "You shall be sentenced to eternal sleep, Yuma. Rules are rules, OUR rules! Every single Aerae demon- or any demon in general other than us, are forbidden to enter through these blasted doors!" Meric- the Aerae demon to my left shouted. I glanced at him, suddenly taking everything back, in shambling pieces. I turned back to the crumpled up Yuma, who was crying now, his eyes red as the tears stained his cheeks. And before I knew it, he ran out of the room, the guards going after him. And for some reason, I went after him too. [Demon story, BxB] {WARNING- POSSIBLE TRIGGERS IN THIS STORY} (Don't read if you're sensitive to swearing, dystopian things, bxb, sexual scenes or torture/gore)