Expiration Stories

Now a digital pilot for SYFY The Society knows when we're going to die. They imprint it on our arms at birth. I was supposed to die yesterday. I'm the girl who's Expired. Winner of the 2020 Readers Choice Awards Cover by @Forcade

''You need to wake up now, Michael. We're not doing so well.'' Where Michael is in a coma and everybody's trying to figure out where it went wrong. Michael Clifford Fanfiction.

Everyone is born with a date on this wrist. It could be years away, or it could be extremely soon. Whenever that day may be, it's the day you'll die. But you'll never know when exactly you'll die. The date on your wrist only has the month and day, no year. So once a year, you get to live 24 hours of constant fear. Many people go about that day without a care in the world, trusting fate. Others will barricade themselves up at home for the entire day. Kirishima never thought Bakugou would be one to fear death. Bakugou never thought his date would change.

Mater and the White Mage (from Final Fantasy I) make an unsettling new discovery while experimenting with the teleporter. Meanwhile, Billy Mays stops insulting Pierce Brosnan James Bond (as he appears in Rare's 1997 N64 game GoldenEye 007) long enough to ask him an embarrassing favor; GLaDOS' clerical assistant/cleaner/murder expert Ayumu "Osaka" Kasuga races to bury some incriminating bodies; and Andross (as he appears in the original SNES Star Fox/Starwing) makes a new metal friend.

Occupants: 1,000,000. Survivors: 1. Proc 1 lay battered on New Jersey's shore. Willow emerges from the fire to a crater. The black heap of the blast radius extends in all directions. Steam billows from the singed sand like white vapors. The fractured ship towers to the sky. The ringing in her ears won't stop. The robotic voice of ARC replays over and over. The ship is going down. But it was too late. Everyone was dead. The first signs of life come from the burned bodies on the beach, rising from the ashes like dark wraiths. This was only the beginning. Willow flees the wreckage, her mind raging between fury and sorrow. She's alone. She can feel it. But, there's something else out there. She knows it. When more of the dead begin to rise, Willow shifts her course north. There's only one place she knows to go that might offer some answers: Camp Grayling. If it even existed. With only her uncle's memories to go by, finding the FEMA camp proves more hazardous than she anticipated. When she arrives, she's not the only one. There are people here. People outside the reach of SIND; so she thinks. Even here, among the tunnels of the mountain, remnants of SIND can be seen. As she journeys deeper seeking answers to her questions, she learns the hardest truth of them all: she's not who she thinks she is. The post-apocalyptic quest of Willow comes to a close in this epic final chapter. When the shroud finally lifts and the answers are revealed, will they be too much for Willow to accept? Or will she rise to the challenge? Find out now in Risen. Highest rank: #549 (10/31/2016)

This is a expiration date fan fiction yay!!! Idk how many times I'm gonna update but it takes place in the future with the same characters. Expiration Date is literally my favorite book. Hope you enjoy

This is a Mother's Day fan fiction, and all the credit goes to expired and expiration date.

"I never knew the end of the universe would be this colourful." Katarina Hyde is dying - welcome to her last moments. 'Scar Theory' excerpt; to be continued at a later date. Trailer by valuables/jeopardize.

From Real Stories, Real Books, Real Research, Real People, Real Everything by Me.

*ON HOLD* *Previously known as Expiration Date* Every single day I get up and I feel my heart stop- just a bit. This is not me- I am not this person I let everyone see, someone happy and good humored. I am scared. But who isn't right? I can't let people hurt me, so I hurt myself. I don't want your pity- I want closure. I want to know what happened that night- the night that changed everything. And even though I am denying it- I want to share with someone to get reassurance of the fact that I am not mentally ill. ***Acknowledgments*** Thanks: To my readers- thank you for being there and bearing with me. To wreckedhavoc for my awesome-saucylicious cover. To CrimzSky for encouraging me to start this mess. To everyone who has critiqued my work and given me things to improve on. To everyone commenting on this story and telling me what you think. And most importantly to my cat, random things running through my mind, and caffeine. Nah, just kidding thank you guys for giving my book a shot- I never thought I'd be able to achieve what I have (even thought that is not that much in comparison to bestsellers). Dash

11.36pm. My train arrives. 11.45pm. My train shudders. 11.50pm. My train stops. 11.54pm. My breath quickens. 11.55pm. My heart contracts. 11.56pm. My body tremors. 'Can we stop for a minute? Just one more minute...' 11.57pm. The lights go out. 8888 days. 11.58pm. 800 cigarettes. 11.59pm. 728 half empty cups of tea. 12.00pm. --- Erika has one more precious day alive...the date on her ankle binding her to death for life. In a final attempt to make life worth living, she ventures out into the world she calls home, and watches out for death and his duty, awaiting her time to come.

The name is Adeline, Addie for short. I'm sick, deeply sick. I've always heard of people using their illness as weakness. Not me, I plan to make the best of it.

Dex, Sprite and Ponyboy are three brothers struggling to survive a zombie apocalypse. With their parents gone, their quarantine zone overrun, bandits around every corner, and only three backpacks, two knives and an axe, Dex tries to raise his two baby brothers all alone. When Dex kills a few members of a group called the Martial Law Republic, they begin to hunt the three brothers down. Their only safe haven comes in the form of a town of cannibals with their eyes on Sprite and Ponyboy. Will Dex risk he and his brothers' lives in the wild, hunted by the Martial Law Republic? Or will he spend every waking moment protecting his brothers from lecherous cannibals?

We're supposed to die in year 3000, or so the Society says. We've been living in fear since we could remember. After all, with only 137 days left to live before the Decimation, some wonder what there's left to live for. The Republic's system has lived for nearly 95 years, as it was always intended to. The founders of our Society built our cities as a safe haven for the enigma children. The enigma children were the seven children that survived the plague that killed the human population. They were the only of our race left. But the founders' only mistake was the number of the children they saved, seven, instead of eight. There was always supposed to be eight children, 4 females and 4 males so they could breed equally. But one died before it made it to what we call our Republic now. It died right before the founders did. The sixth child did not survive more than a few days. There was no explanation for its death. Average humans now do not survive past the young age of 19. There is no scientific reasoning behind this; they come over with a sudden death fever, they are murdered or killed or commit suicide. The fear hidden within each and every day of our lives is unbearable. So the founders saved the enigmas in hope of increasing the human population again. They allowed our Society to grow for 95 years as an experiment. We have been watching the years go past, the digital device they left us with count down the day we shall all die. Now we have 137 days left before the Republic shall fall and we all will die. Less than five months. There's only so much time left to figure out what we were meant to do. But why? Why save the enigmas to keep the human population growing if only to kill us now? If this is only an experiment, and we're only lab rats, then what does our future have in store for us? Click the "Start Reading" button to find out!

What if the world turned upside down? Well, not literally, that would be a different story, but, you know what I mean. What if everything you though you knew, changed? What if, it ended? I mean the world, what if the world ended? Would you be scared, would you be brave? Would you poop your pants? Come on, be honest, would you? In Expiration Date, Carl is experiencing just that... no not pooping his pants, the end of the world. Can he survive? Will he find his family? What will he need to do to survive? Will he poop his pants? Well I guess you'll just have to read the book to find out.

★On the 4/5/18 Mae is supposed to die.★ It's written in black ink on her arm. The day of her death passes and she faces the impossible, she's still alive; she's expired. The government has made a system where dates are shuffled randomly and given to a newborn child. These dates are when the child is destined to die and when they do, another soul can be born into the Trigg Society, leaving the population at the same number. They get told blood tests determine your death date but when Mae continues to live over her expiration date, she finds the answers to her questions. Starting with... it was one big lie. The secrets of the government gets unleashed. Everything is revealed. And it's horrendous what she discovers. ____________ Written in 2018 **** THIS IDEA IS FROM A STORY PROMPT, AND IS NOT COPIED FROM THE OTHER 'EXPIRATION DATE' BOOK ON WATTPAD. THIS BOOK HAS A COMPLETELY DIFFERENT STORYLINE AND TWISTS STILL CONTAINING THE SAME IDEA.**** -I made a short film based on this in media, that is the reason to why I have written this as script as a book in the first part. BOOK FORM IS NOW BEING WRITTEN! ⭐️1ST PLACE IN THE GOLDEN AWARDS 2020 ⭐️1ST PLACE IN THE HIGH PEAK AWARDS 2020 🎉2ND PLACE IN THE GALACTIC AWARDS 2020 🎉2ND PLACE IN THE 2020 COALITION AWARDS 🎉2ND PLACE IN THE COALITION AWARDS 2020 COPYRIGHT® 🌹Book shoutouts on insta: wattpad_shoutitout

𝐈𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐥𝐝 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐚𝐫𝐞 𝐪𝐮𝐢𝐫𝐤𝐬, 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐬𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬 𝐝𝐞𝐜𝐢𝐝𝐞 𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐲𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐟𝐫𝐨𝐦 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐟𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐧𝐝𝐬 𝐭𝐨 𝐡𝐨𝐰 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐭𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐭𝐞𝐝. 𝐓𝐡𝐨𝐬𝐞 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐚 𝐠𝐨𝐨𝐝 𝐪𝐮𝐢𝐫𝐤, 𝐨𝐫 𝐩𝐨𝐰𝐞𝐫, 𝐰𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐝𝐞𝐬𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐞𝐝 𝐭𝐨 𝐛𝐞 𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐨𝐬 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐬𝐞 𝐰𝐡𝐨 𝐝𝐨𝐧'𝐭 𝐡𝐚𝐯𝐞 𝐚 𝐬𝐩𝐞𝐜𝐢𝐚𝐥 𝐪𝐮𝐢𝐫𝐤 𝐚𝐫𝐞 𝐨𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐬𝐢𝐝𝐞 𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐞𝐬 𝐚𝐬 𝐜𝐢𝐯𝐢𝐥𝐢𝐚𝐧s. 𝐈𝐟 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐝𝐨𝐧'𝐭 𝐡𝐚𝐯𝐞 𝐚 𝐪𝐮𝐢𝐫𝐤 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐡𝐚𝐭𝐞𝐝, 𝐢𝐭𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐬𝐢𝐦𝐩𝐥𝐞, 𝐛𝐮𝐭 𝐢𝐭𝐬 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐲 𝐧𝐨𝐭 𝐛𝐞𝐜𝐚𝐮𝐬𝐞 𝐈'𝐦 𝐚 𝐡𝐮𝐦𝐚𝐧 𝐞𝐱𝐩𝐢𝐫𝐢𝐦𝐞𝐧𝐭 𝐰𝐡𝐨𝐬𝐞 𝐬𝐮𝐩𝐩𝐨𝐬𝐞𝐝 𝐭𝐨 𝐛𝐞 𝐚 𝐤𝐢𝐥𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐦𝐚𝐜𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐞 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐠𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐧𝐦𝐞𝐧𝐭. 𝐒𝐨 𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐈 𝐚𝐦 𝐢𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐔.𝐀. 𝐇𝐞𝐫𝐨 𝐜𝐨𝐮𝐫𝐬𝐞 𝐭𝐨 𝐥𝐨𝐨𝐤 𝐨𝐮𝐭 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐚 𝐛𝐮𝐧𝐜𝐡 𝐨𝐟 𝐰𝐚𝐧𝐧𝐚 𝐛𝐞 𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐨𝐬. 𝐇𝐨𝐰 𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐝 𝐜𝐚𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐛𝐞? MAJOR EDITING!!!!

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