Jasonstories Stories

Short Story on what it's like to be a cell in the game of Agario (agar.io)

A girl who lives in a small hut and eats rats and insects to survive finds a bridge to an other side of life..

Join Kael Ganton, a son of nobility, as he thirsts for vengeance, tries to humble himself, and battles the world during a shift of power and balance. -Test run to help my character development skills -Leftover 'scrapped' story from the 6th grade. It was a good concept. Lousy writing, though. That was only 2 years ago. My, I've improved. I reworded and re-edited it to make it first person and added better descriptions to the Prologue (the only part I wrote in the 6th grade) -I realize my number 1 problems (story-wise) is A) suspense and B) dullness -Meant to be a short story. I'd love it to be a nice, looooooong good one, though. -I like to think that my vocabulary could use some work. It used to be top-notch. Could it be that it actually deteriorated? -20 minutes on cover(would've taken longer had I not already pre-drawn the boy from a year ago. Just had to modify and color)

I have no real experience in the military. Just putting that out there. I'm 8th grade. This story contains quite the blood scenes but I've died them down. In the works. No cursing. I feel like mature is for adults, so I didn't want to put it here but the blood convinced me. Enjoy reading. If you can. Oh, it's long for your information. For an 8th grader, that is.

I'm going through some rough times fellas; all the more reason for convey these feelings into a story that will make you grab your feels from out of the dusty corner and squeeze onto them for dear life once again! Join Eric, a gifted Asian American whose genius is cursed by the fact that he harbors a supernatural power, the one thing that could help him achieve ultimate success or rip him apart from the inside. ---------------------------------------Preview--------------------------------------- "Thick. Stupid. Ignorant! Moronic-! You FEEBLE-MINDED, IMBECILIC DISGRACE OF A HUMAN BEING! Tell me WHAT you were POSSIBLY placed on this planet to accomplish! What could YOU, ofalltheotherlifeformsonthisplanetfromthatofa sorex hoyi to a balaenoptera musculus and finally to the homo sapien of which-!"

Authors' Note: This is not an Assassin's Creed fanfiction story. Although it does involve quite a bit of assassinating if I do say so myself. Excuse me, if WE do say so ourselves. ====================================================================== How can anyone sever that trust? How can anyone get to the Emperor if they're so elite? And after everything falls to ruins and the people scattered, how can anyone withstand the massive invasion force looming on the border of the Dragoonian Empire?

Some edge, hormones, and relativistic items all jampacked into one. Some good, most poor, but it all shares one thing: Vent, vent, vent.

Like SAO? This is a spinoff and fans of Sword Art Online can relate to The Online Warrior. Kevin Murad is just one of those gamers, minding his business and strange ways, when he gets trapped in his own video game! He must gather two other team members, take out all of the mini bosses to collect their keys, and use those items they dropped to open the gate of the final boss. If he takes down the last, main boss, in theory, the game will spew out all of the gamers. But to what cost will he go through to achieve this noble goal?

Cover art is not mine. It just looks awesome so I used it. Here you'll see a variation of length in the stories I upload here that I never got around to finishing. Leave a comment if you think I should continue them, and as always, don't forget to vote and have a lovely day!

I have no experience on a farm. Nor have I made paint. Nor have I ever hid a journal in a stump before. Short story that was supposed to go long term but never made the cut. Can you believe I was planning on killing this boy's family?