Ambiguous Stories

Emma Franklin is a saint. Andrew Cody is a sinner. In the Cody house, Smurf is god and loyalty is a religion. But the "static" in Andrew's head only goes quiet at The Sandy Anchor, over bad coffee and a smile from a woman who calls him Andrew. When Smurf marks the diner as a decoy for their next heist, the sanctuary is compromised. Now, Pope has to pay the tithe. He'll be the one to walk through those doors with a mask and a gun, because the only thing more dangerous than terrorizing the woman he wants is letting someone else do it.

Maybe in another life. ▭ The Hunger Games: Mockingjay ▸ Cresta male oc × Primrose Everdeen ▭ Started : May 4/2026

Narnia has been ruled by the Telmarines for more than three centuries and its last original inhabitants must stay hidden in the woods. Miraz tries to murder the prince, but everything changes when a Telmarine soldier Flori follows Caspian and accidently meets the Pevensie siblings, who are returning to save their old kingdom. Peter, suffering from his adult memories as a king is planning to drive out the invaders. Enara, the daughter of a noble lord, intends to secure the future for her people by destroying the old-Narnian threat, with the help of few friends. However, the danger could lurk far closer to her home than she realizes. Meanwhile, Caspian and Susan are trying a different approach, but at the same time, they are willing to do anything possible to finish off Miraz. But what happens when Edmund falls in love with the supposed enemy? And while the two sides are destroying each other, who knows what other enemies of Narnia may take advantage of the chaos. Will there be any hope left?

Would you open the door?

Disclaimer: I do not own Marvel, the Thunderbolts, or any related characters or universes. All rights belong to Marvel/Disney. This is a non-profit fanfiction created for entertainment purposes only. I only own my original characters and story elements. Have fun reading :) They were never meant to be heroes. A group of broken operatives, ex-assassins, and unstable super soldiers are forced into the same team under one fragile agreement: work together, or fall apart alone. But healing isn't part of the mission. Between government pressure, buried pasts, and missions that blur the line between right and wrong, every member of the team is fighting something far more dangerous than the enemies they're sent to face-each other. And sometimes, survival looks a lot like becoming something you swore you'd never be again. And Sometimes the darkness just gets to be too much.

Volume one. Queen Isis, the queen of Ancient Egypt, creates a time gate (time travel), but everything will be different when she meets her friend emperor Yao, the emperor of ancient China, and King Sargon, the king of Akkad, it's a story untold yet!

A figure argues over morals as it tries to make an escape.

If exiled to the moon, what will a 'criminal' discover up there, far, far away from home?

He had a toothbrush in Harley Keener's apartment and it seemed like a bigger deal than maybe it should be. Maybe it was as big of a deal as Peter felt it to be, he was undecided on that front. Maybe he was focusing on the entirely wrong thing

An ambitious button has been untouched for far too long. Jealous of its neighbours who get to breathe the air and pressed daily, the Button in the Case finds a way to force them to press the Button.

[hiatus] A BW story about finding back to each other again; When a tragic incident occurs Bright wishes for another chance to make things right. But is it possible to turn back time? Written as a Christmas/New Year's special 🎊 Rated M for semi-strong language and mature content (not explicit). Please do not copy or repost to any other sites. I do not claim ownership of any of the pictures or music used for reference. ----- Published: 01/06/2024 Status: ongoing (approx length; 10 ch)

Literally just where I spill my thoughts.

This is perception poetry. It is meant to be ambiguous so that one can let the imagination decide what this is about.

'Who You Right Tell Me Should I Be Told' -He, the Bard. These poems of mine describe what I daringly define as complexity of honesty. Words to me are like a cup of hot chocolate: they are supposed to be drunk and tasted. Then, you let your own tongue decide whether you like it, hate it or whether it reminds you of something you have tasted before. For me, writing is like hunting after both the minds of my own and others; not logical ones, of course, but the ones that are active, constantly changing, and most of the time, complicated. I use writing as a means of making sense of my emotions, of how I am, and how everybody else is. It's my way to making sense of life. So, this is my existence now, my complicated and on searching 'self', dwelling within a few pages you are about to read. Does not seem like a lifetime to you but this is just what word does, it contain multitudes, like what Walt Whitman once said. The choice is yours now, my dear friends. Read it or leave it. Either way, I hope my words here and there speak to you somehow. IG : he.the.bard https://charlottesville.guide/spotlight-on-inspiring-charlottesvillians-hethebard/

Grieving over the death of her twin, Arabella Keye and her mother move south in Louisiana to create a new start for themselves. For a girl that has an intense phobia of the dark, she sometimes finds it hard to fall asleep in the new house. Only, it's not due to the dark. It's due to the world that's waiting for her when she falls asleep.

Within a lonely house comes a lonely woman. Will they find comfort in one another or is she trading one prison for another?

Akira Azrael just wanted to go to school. But you would know from experience, luck is never on your side. So when he meets a girl on the bus, will she turn his life upside-down? Or downside-up? Read to find out. And oh! In the middle of all of this, Akira still needs to get to his Business Administration class. Before he's late. Again.

A quick short story about death and what is left behind

"I woke up with a start. " I never told anybody why I did what I had done that faithful day. The day long after I had first lost my sunshine. It was the day after I lost it the second time, right before my eyes it left, but as usual I could do nothing to stop it. I could only think about it properly in the peace of my mind - still remembering that - "Why? " [Highest Ranking : #572 in Descriptive out of 3.6k stories]

في يوم كنت اعتقد انه بدايه حياه جديده وجميله ولكن انه العكس حياه متعبه وملئيه بالمصاعب ومن هنا تبدأ القصه Eva:فتاه جميله ومرحه وتحب مساعده الناس وعمرها 21 Alex:زعيم مصاصي الدماء وهو وسيم وعمره 23 Started in:29/10/2019 Ended in:?