Covet Stories

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Hi I am Aurora. I am seventeen years old. Just moments ago mythical creatures have come out into the open. People around the world began to accept them as they were. Now people are learning to integrate with them. Like the rest of us they are divided into the good, the rogue and the reformed. My neighbors were amongst those that opposed the existence of these creatures. To make matters worse I discovered that I had psychic abilities. Now there are those that are after me. I have to learn how to use my gifts if I am going to survive. All the best I guess

Deep in the valleys of GaleClan lives a rather different she-cat. Furzestripe may seem average on the outside, but she has a secret. A secret her Clanmates cannot know about. And she will do anything to make sure things stay that way. ~ ☆ ~ Warriors belongs to Erin Hunter and her team. This story and all characters seen here belong to me. Cover made by @Floriah-. The story's ending was created by my dear friend @Mousedapple. I thank her for helping me.

I woke up under a pile of rubble. There is no one nearby. I managed to crawl out to see that I was surrounded by collapsed buildings. I got what supplies I could and I am now on a journey looking for answers. How did I end up under that beam? Who did this? And most importantly. Who I am? What's my name?

Anything she could think of. Anything she could sacrifice. That was just how much Seo-ah would give for her brothers. Anything...even her life. The world changed completely since the ripple dungeon outbreak ten years ago. It was a harsh reawakening that left nations crippled, and people, even more. They called it "Pandemonium." Those who survived began putting the pieces together, building defenses again, gathering allies; they'd learned from their errors, the world was much stronger for it, they had no choice. But no one expected those who'd vanished all those years ago to return. And her brothers were not prepared to see her again after ten years.

It has been a few years since we had ditched October. We have been united by our mutual need to stay alive. Humans and nocturnals working together sharing with what knowledge, manpower and other things they have. But there are those that want to exterminate us. The October guards and the creators of the zombie apocalypse both have heard of our home. They have turned their attention towards us. Now we have to keep an eye on those that enter or try to enter Tsar. It sometimes feels like a game of "Amongst Us". Anyways wish me luck because soon I will have to face the monsters who want to ruin my life.

Living a life close to covet writings, Mastura's life is potentially on gunpoint every time her fingers dance on her keyboard. She inks justice while raising her only child, Bunga, by love. But did she made the right choice? -Or have she dragged Bunga into a theater of bones where words wage war? A chapter will be added every two weeks - Love, Lela

Hi, I am Sasha. I am a teenager suffering from a rare blood disorder. I live with my mother a homicide detective. My older half brother is back home after a tour in Afghanistan. One day I made my usual trip to the hospital when I heard about a universal cure. When it arrived I used it on myself in the hopes that it would cure me. What I didn't expect was to find out the existence of vampires and werewolves. The government decided to find a cure make them human again but accidentally created the zombie apocalypse. I was told that there are those that want dissect me so now I must learn my abilities while hiding from those that wish to hurt me. Wish me luck!

Covet: to wish for earnestly, to desire. According to Hannibal Lecter, you covet what you see every day. I've never coveted. Or, at least, I'm trying to keep myself from coveting. I can't screw my life up now. So, here it goes. I, Louis Tomlinson, swear not to covet Harry Edward Styles. Scratch that—I swear I'll try not to covet him I can't make any promises here, God.

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Hillel Levine had been friends with David Kavitz for years. He thought David was a very close friend, but then he discovered something. David was getting a lot of people to invest in lucrative deals, but he excluded Hillel. A decision had to be made about their friendship, and Hillel got help from an unexpected place

White Coffin The clutch of the forklift was grinding as I attempted to lift the coffin from its resting place. The back end of the forklift lifted a little but as the full weight of the coffin engaged, I confidently nudged the throttle.. The coffin after several years underground looked dingy yellow dripping with water from the seams. I quieted my silly thought. Even with the disarray, it looked somehow solemn and dignified. .. urgency as I lifted the coffin even higher. ..coming home with me to Hawaii...the accident..., and the whole coffin came crashing down on me. I could hear the splitting of the coffin in real time but as I watched in horror.. I even noticed the nails flying across spinning as it moved across my face. The coffin opened as it came crashing down.There was nothing I could do. I was mesmerized...I helplessly... in a white light. I woke up with a jerk...it was a dream... with a “cold sweat”, but I knew this dream was like no other...I couldn’t explain myself, but I knew as it will be. ... open a restaurant business in Lahaina, we talked on a “Lydia, I asked her, can you tell me who is buried in a white coffin? “why?, I believe it was one of your family members. She paused ... but hurriedly said, "my brother is in a green coffin, and my father is in a brown coffin." I was so sure but when it was neither, the dream took on an ominous note and made me feel uneasy... Something is going to happen that I have no control . It will come to pass. As if to say, times up, fate calls the chips in with an urgent phone call midair over the Pacific Ocean. Lydia is being medivac to Manila for emergency operation. I barked, "no wait, don’t take her to ... You don’t understand don’t take her there, why are you arranging this without even consulting us? Don’t take her there, please. She is already en route. God damn it. God damn that dream. She came back in a white coffin.