Jờ Stories

By the spring of 2006, the roads leading to The Hunter's Inn aren't just routes anymore-they're stress fractures in the world. The crash that ends their last hunt leaves Dean fighting for his life, with Sam and Sarah clinging to the wreckage of what's left. The echo of that night follows them through every step of Dean's recovery, and the signs they uncover point to something the battle at Sunrise didn't kill so much as awaken. Whatever rose there is older, hungrier, and watching. At home, the Inn's wards strain under the pressure of approaching storms. Val and Tav Whitlock hold the line as the orchard turns uneasy, its magic picking up every ripple of danger. Hunters arrive with stories of missing people, scorched symbols, and nightmares bleeding into daylight. The world is shifting, and the Inn can feel it before anyone else can name it. Season 2 traces the slow climb back from ruin-the healing of bodies, bonds, and the fragile trust between the Winchesters and the Whitlocks. But recovery doesn't soften what hunts them; it sharpens it. The deeper their connection grows, the louder the dark listens. The Hunter's Inn becomes both sanctuary and signal once again-its light reaching farther than intended, drawing allies, threats, and things that no longer bother to hide in the shadows. This is the season where survival costs more, where secrets tighten their grip, and where the first true shape of the coming war finally steps into view. Most of the characters are not my own. They belong to the TV Show Supernatural.

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Jinroukuni is comprised of 9 kingdoms. Shortly after the princes' birth, a sage by the name of Robin foretells the princes' futures. They will grow up to be best boyhood friends. However, in adulthood, they will face numerous perils and burdens to protect their beloved kingdoms and each other. "The 9 Princes of Jinroukuni" is an &TEAM and J-pop fan fiction.

Eight bored idols (and one scheming student) in one dorm with no electricity is a one-way ticket to ensemble chaos. Boredom is a dangerous thing.

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Decades after the war supposedly ended, its ghosts still haunt the ashes of dead cities. Androids were erased, history rewritten, and peace declared. But when Harua wakes up in a forgotten ruin, an obsolete war machine with living blood in his veins, everything changes. He remembers things he never lived. Faces he never saw. Emotions he was never programmed the feel. Now hunted by those who want nothing more than to erase him from history, Harua must unravel the mystery of his own existence. Is he a relic of a brutal past, or something far more alive and far more dangerous? In a world built on forgetting, one machine's memories might be the truth they tried to destroy.

Every year, when the new interns arrive, the Doctors like to play a game of "how long does it take them to figure out that half of us are sleeping with the other half". The whole hospital is in on it, even the nurses. And every year it leads to suppressed laughter, hidden shenanigans, baffled interns and a lot of fun.

Psychiatrist Euijoo gets a new client in the asylum. Wang Nicholas is cold blooded so much so that he can kill a person with no expression on his face. But he's got powerful background. so he is not in prison but in a private asylum... made for him only. The problem? He scares away every doctor. Insert Euijoo here, fresh out of college and ready to conquer the world... treat all the criminals I mean... He specialized in criminal Psychology. Read the story to find out the fate of these two.

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This is basically the original cast watching roti at playa des losers. And yes I'm including Sierra. Each time a competitor is eliminated they go to playa to watch the rest of the season. Hope you enjoy.

The Elite Academy was never meant for humans. And Sora was never meant to exist. Bound by secrets buried beneath moonlit forests and ancient oaths, Sora enters an academy where power prowls in the shadows-and the wolves rule the night. Every gaze follows her. Every instinct warns her. Yet the moon calls her closer, awakening something dangerous beneath her skin. Andteam are untouchable. Feral, feared, and sworn to never lose control. But sins have a way of resurfacing when the moon rises-and some bonds are written in blood, not choice. In a world where instincts outweigh reason, how long can restraint survive desire? 🌙 𝙎𝙤𝙢𝙚 𝙨𝙞𝙣𝙨 𝙖𝙧𝙚𝙣'𝙩 𝙘𝙤𝙢𝙢𝙞𝙩𝙩𝙚𝙙.... 𝙩𝙝𝙚𝙮'𝙧𝙚 𝙞𝙣𝙝𝙚𝙧𝙞𝙩𝙚𝙙.

*waves shyly*-both

the power struggle is growing between jo and kai which species will side with? kai or jo

Those days fell into place. One by one like pieces of a puzzle. Until one day a long shadow. Fell before my eyes.

"The hunters moon is shining, I'm running with the wolves" In which the second in command of the Dark Moon pack is sent to investigate a series of kidnappings is forced to work with a tracker to uncover the secret. Book two in the 'Children of the moon' series.

Nichojoo one shots.

Henry and Jo go on their second stakeout

When Maki wakes up on his 16th birthday with a pair of horns on his head, he rightfully freaks out. It's only when he gets a long overdue explanation that he was half-demon this entire time. And now that puberty is hitting, so are the changes that are beyond just human. Being raised in a practically anti-demon home and community, it's the worst thing to possibly happen to him. When his secret comes out, Maki is rescued by other demons he's never seen before but he has no choice but to trust them. And they're thankfully willing to help him learn about his life and powers. The only issue is that these demons aren't very good at being demons either...

"We're the guys that save the world"

NEW PARTS PUBLISHED EVERY TWO SUNDAYS AT 3:30PM* (used to be every Sunday) It was supposed to be an open-and-shut case. A body, a gun, and a note. Classic suicide. The kind they want you to close quickly and quietly. But Jonah Koffman had learned the hard way: anything too clean usually stinks.