Absolution Stories

Harrison Cohen cherished everything, but his friends come always at the top of it. When their most-awaited time of get-together finally came after two years of not seeing each other at all, he considered this as his moment of a lifetime. But what he finds in the course of their day-odd events, constant flashes in his head, mysterious time and people. The horrors that remind him. Was this a moment of a lifetime? Or something only he was running away with? Completed--September 10, 2022 Saturday

Violet Hellstorm is a goth bartender who works at a club in a cemetery. She lives in an abandoned Thelemic Catherdral owned by her birth father. She gains mysterious powers could this be connected to her real parents or pure coincidence?

Each week, a man enters the confessional and spills his darkest sin. A priest listens in silence-his oath unbreakable, his judgment reserved. But how long can he carry their guilt? Some come to repent. Others... just want to be heard. A series of unsettling confessions. Welcome to Absolution.

(Formerly titled Drakos) You were not born to be theirs. You were born of a different mind-set. You were born from a different war. Your soul is not theirs. Your mind is not theirs. Your heart has no place until you have found peace. You were not born to be theirs. You were not born to be anyone's at all.

"How does the mind even work?" "I've always though it's like a steam engine." "Wrong," said a man dressed as a carrot, posing as if saying something cool. "The mind is like a Hamster running on a wheel. Fast, slow or non-existent; all depends upon the one manning the treadmill." "Huh," nodded the first one in agreement. "Sounds like an excuse for someone to write a series of unconnected stories that make no sense whatsoever," nodded the second one in disagreement. "Yeah," said the man as he turned around, glaring at the eternal sky. "I guess you could say that." He then disappeared, leaving only his tacky costume behind.

ah AU made by MiyukiHere. Not finished. -------------------~{🌸}~-------------------- TW: This AU Contain inspires from other games, And the characters there are my OCS, it means this AU haves OC, a lil reference from endzone.

John Doe has spent his entire life dividing himself between who he is now and who he just was. Compartmentalize the grief, the trauma, the pain, and let it be someone else's problem in your head. You're not a new person now, of course, that couldn't possibly happen for you. Just shove it all aside and leave it alone, no matter how it might scar you on the inside. It must become part of the abstract, the nameless, thoughtless way of who you really are. You've buried a lot down there, John. Something's gotta give. Or do you not want to be John Doe for real, without hesitation, without remorse, without question? Inspired by a picture made by thinmintssss from Reddit, whom also allowed the picture be the cover photo of this story! Follow me on Twitter for more updates: https://twitter.com/cooolBeans123

This story takes place in a world where almost everyone has superpowers. A world full of heroes and villains. A boy named Lucas is the main focus. He has a power called "Ghost". Ever since the day that his father took his mother's life, he's been wanting to get revenge and kill his father by any means necessary. Meanwhile, another boy with "Light" powers known as Timothy, strives to become a great hero some day. (The story labeled "Character Information" contains all the information on the characters in this story) @Blaster4468 is working on a story that takes place in the same universe as this story known as "Avenged: Brotherhood"

The title sums it up; this is the origins of Sol-lu. (THis is pretty dark, so if you're the faint of heart, flee, flee now.) [I give full credit for this story to Farla on www.FanFiction.net . I did not create this story, nor do I own it.]

A weird and maybe even wonderful Muse story

She was blinded by his facade. Diana Jones is a young, naive girl who finds herself taking the blame of her boyfriend and his crew's crime. During her community service under the authority of the priest's only son, Justin, she learns how much the world is different and how to love herself.

Aspiring photographer and headstrong seventeen year old Sierra Rodriguez was happy with her life. Mason Williams was the perfect boyfriend, Astrid Tyler was the sweetest best friend, and living down the shore year-round couldn't be better. Being the odd one out in her strict family was a small price to pay for the good life... ...until a car accident took Mason's life. A year later, Sierra is still reeling from the loss of her love, and is trying to piece her life back together after a reckless, grief-infused summer ruined everyone's trust in her. As the usual summer tourists begin reappearing, Sierra dreads trying to appear stable in front of the people she once thought of as her close friends. That is, until charismatic Olivia Stratter enters the scene with her quiet twin, Nathan. As Sierra finds solace in people who didn't watch her downfall, she finds herself increasingly drawn to Nathan. If she wants to learn how to love again, she'll have to learn to forgive herself, and Nathan will have to open wounds of his own that he had been hoping to forget about. Add in the return of notorious bad news Jackson Castor, the subject of Astrid's summer affections and the boy who encouraged Sierra's spiral off the rails, and finding love and forgiveness will seem nearly impossible. Can two people as broken as Sierra and Nathan really open themselves for a relationship? And is it even possible to move on from the boy you thought you'd spend forever with? (cover by @rebelz- !)

A short story from an afro-centric samurai type story I'm working on.

Tyler hasn't had the best of both worlds, well that's what she thinks. She moves to Teignmouth and starts at school there. She meets the muse gang and she and Matt become inseparable. Matt and her hit a rough patch and it sends Tyler crazy. She tries to do the unthinkable. Will Matt be able to save her?

*mature* *mature language*

They were on the run. Again. It seems like a pattern to them now really. As if whatever they did would end up with a city on fire, a wild beast on the loose and them just running away from this whole mess. As if they weren't the one that created the mess. Or Just Lacklon figuring out what Roland really wants.

This poem is about faith and sacrifice.