Killtheclichè Stories

Veera Smoke was hired to torture Rael Marks, the innocent tech genius and hacker. Only he has the skills to hack into the government files and delete the file on the underground assassin agency (UAA). But, there's one problem, he catches a nasty case of Stockholm Syndrome. This story is for the #Killthecliche challenge by @dangerouslove ; The max word count acceptable was 3500... So, enjoy this short story!

breaking the cliché.

Learn the truth about Alice in Wonderland in this completed short story. Not every story has a happy ending. **WINNER** @dangerouslove #killthecliche competition

The older sister of Draco Malfoy is well known among the population of the wizarding world. When someone comes along and sweeps her off her feet he brings out a new side of her, a darker side. A kill the cliché story.

It's funny. In the movies, all these shitty apocalypse things have a plot. A set of five to seven clichés band together to hold back the undead in an abandoned building. A romance forms between the dark brooding guy and the soft scardy-cat girl, and sometimes, the badass girl gets girlfriend, because she bi and that's a Plot Twist™. Together (and with the help of the nerdy science kid who no one liked until now), they find clues and eventually make their way to the lair of some kind of boss, and then stop the zombies. And they all live happily ever after. That's not how it works in the real world. Out here, it's kill or be killed. You're lucky if you find someone to band up with. Everyone's against each other. Everyone's fighting for scrap metal. I tend to avoid people. People bring fights. People bring zombies. And zombies can't just be shut down. They have to be killed. They don't have a boss, they don't have a brain. That's why they want yours. But if they can't get that, any other part of you will do. Limbs, bones, muscle, teeth. They're after anything that hasn't already been bitten off. They only infect you if they bite directly into your blood stream, and infect you they will if you refuse to give them body parts. They're still human, they run, they're cunning, and they make a hell of a deal. I've managed to hold them off so far by scavenging for meat to feed them. Out here, there is no plot. Just survival.

Lykos is a senior in high school and is in pursuit of his true love. Or who he thinks is his true love. Things are going his way when his world might as well end.