Weird things have happened to you since you were born. Odd, unnatural, and in some cases even downright unsettling things. Nevertheless, even with odd these odd occurrences, you have lived a relatively happy and normal life free of harm. You yourself were never too out of the ordinary. You had a loving family that did occasionally get into fights and a career that sometimes needed you to move. Just so happens that on one of these moves you'd need to go to Italy. That, my dear, is when things take a turn for the bizarre... It all starts...with a stolen wallet.

It started with a shipwreck. What was supposed to be a simple voyage upon the open seas and a chance for new discovery was soon flipped upon its head turning what was supposed to be a simple trip into a harrowing journey to survive impossible odds. No one should have survived the wreck, but here (Name) was, broken, beaten and reeling from what she'd just witnessed. Now placed upon the odd, unfamiliar island, (Name) finds her worst of fears have come true in the form of a creature most horrifying. How will she survive with such crippling Arachnophobia? (Remake of my other work. You don't have to read it to read this one.)

After a virus wipes out and turns most of humanity into blood sucking freaks (Name) has found it hard to survive. She's been lucky so far, but she knows times wearing thin. What will (Name) do when demons of the past come to haunt her and new devils of the future can't seem to let her go? (I'll update this in my spare time)

Come, gather around and hear the many stories I have to offer. Stories of the betrayed and lost. Stories of the arrogant and prideful. Stories of the cursed and alone. Come hither and hear my stories of a love so cursed and rotten. Love for a person named (Name)....

There's a horror that awaits you in Mantodea. A priest obsessed with godhood. A kind natured prince accosted by his sadistic sister, A forest filled with disgusting corrupted things, and a lady beetle to bare witness to it all. The ceremony only happens once a year my dear (Name). You should be happy that you were chosen to be god's disciple. (Disclaimer: How the bugs in this story look are left to your imagination but they shall be explained as human looking. Stuff like brown hair, hands, regular mouths, etc., are in this story so you can imagine them as humans with bug characteristics. I've only added this now since a lot of people seem to get confused on that. This story is already on quotev and is updated more than this one, though this one will be more uncensored than the other. if you want to see ahead on the censored one then read that one up there. Updates Mondays)