Kindred Stories

When Hailey is publicly broken up with in front of the people she thought were her friends, she finds solace and safety with Jonas. The guy she never really paid attention to. A tattoo artist and not fond of Steve, her ex, Jonas becomes her confidant and closest friend. Together, they spend nights and days with each other healing her broken heart and only with Jonas, can she feel herself starting to learn to trust again. Maybe even love again.

When Winnie Frankston comes into contact with a stranger that appears out of no where, life as she knows it is about to change.

Clementine moves to the quaint and quiet town of Avonlea. She searches for friendship, she longs for a sense of belonging, and she fortuitously found love. One must know love isn't something you can search for, it is something you just allow into your heart with a warm welcome. All rights to Lucy Maud Montgomery/The creators and publishers of Anne with an E.

Separate, but never parted, Kindred represents the twin essences of death. Lamb's bow offers a swift release from the mortal realm for those who accept their fate. Wolf hunts down those who run from their end, delivering violent finality within his crushing jaws. Though interpretations of Kindred's nature vary across Runeterra, every mortal must choose the true face of their death. Kindred is the white embrace of nothingness and the gnashing of teeth in the dark. Shepherd and the butcher, poet and the primitive, they are one and both. When caught on the edge of life, louder than any trumpeting horn, it is the hammering pulse at one's throat that calls Kindred to their hunt. Stand and greet Lamb's silvered bow and her arrows will lay you down swiftly. If you refuse her, Wolf will join you for his merry hunt, where every chase runs to its brutal end. For as long as its people have known death, Kindred has stalked Valoran. When the final moment comes, it is said a true Demacian will turn to Lamb, taking the arrow, while through the shadowed streets of Noxus, Wolf leads the hunt. In the snows of the Freljord, before going off to fight, some warbands "kiss the Wolf," vowing to honor his chase with the blood of their enemies. After each Harrowing, the town of Bilgewater gathers to celebrate its survivors and honor those granted a true death by Lamb and Wolf. Denying Kindred is to deny the natural order of things. There are but a wretched few who have eluded these hunters. This perverse escape is no sanctuary, for it only holds a waking nightmare. Kindred waits for those locked in the undeath of the Shadow Isles, for they know all will eventually fall to Lamb's bow or Wolf's teeth. The earliest dated appearance of the eternal hunters is from a pair of ancient masks, carved by unknown hands into the gravesites of people long-forgotten. But to this day, Lamb and Wolf remain together, and they are always Kindred.

Lamb decides to make a small list of things she would want to say to the starchild but is too afraid to

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"Anne? Tell us a story!" "There once was a little girl with brown hair who was very lonely." "Why was she lonely?" "The girl was different from everyone else, and so they shunned her." "Did she chase them all?" "She found a bow, and was greeted by two otherworldly figures who offered to keep her company - and she accepted." "So she would always have friends?" "So she would always have friends."

In the vast, unknowable fabric of existence, there is one truth that binds all: life begins, and death follows. These two forces, inseparable and eternal, shape the world in quiet harmony. And yet, their forms are rarely seen. Few ever glimpse Lamb, the soft hand of passing, or Wolf, the relentless shadow that hunts in the dark. Together, they are the Kindred, the embodiment of death's many faces. Theirs is an endless purpose, without question or pause. They are the end of every story, the last chapter written in the book of all who live. Yet even the Kindred, timeless and absolute, do not fully grasp the essence of what they end. Then came the Fox. It happened one day in the space between certainty and surprise. Where the Kindred walked, life faded; but where this Fox moved, life surged. Flowers unfurled in his wake, streams sang songs long forgotten, and the earth trembled with vitality. He was no mere mortal but something more-a spirit who carried the weight of life itself. And for the first time, the Kindred hesitated. This was not a creature to be hunted out of malice or duty. Fox ran not out of fear but as if inviting pursuit. There was a playfulness in his evasion, a purpose behind every step. For the Kindred, it was a disruption unlike any other, a dance of hunter and hunted that challenged the very nature of their existence. As the chase begins, Lamb and Wolf find themselves pulled into a world they have never truly known. Life, vibrant and unyielding, stands before them in defiance of their eternal truth. And in their pursuit, they must grapple with questions they have never dared to ask. Can death understand life? And does life, in its endless bloom, truly fear the end? (A/N: I don't own league of legends)

Newly embraced Odilia wakes up for her first night among the living dead, and she has some thinking to do.

This is the story before Cassiopeia went to shurima and opened the gate where the serpent bit her when she released Xerath Renekton. so pretty much how she was viewed by Noxians.

Daniel has feelings for Palina, but she's taken. What'll happen when his love is denied? - Written by s_erenity

Nina Chase has had a hard life. She left home when she was 14, has always felt like an outsider and now at 19 years old, she is pregnant with Klaus' child. Living with the Originals in New Orleans isn't easy especially with the witches and vampires fighting for control but Nina finds something that she's been searching for her entire life. Her family.

It all started when I'm at age of 18 years old. Everything seems so serious, terror and still full of love and happiness but it brings me to the point that it kills my mind and it is called anxiety. Anxiety overflows when something hits my mind but I don't know it either, it just gives me chills and creeps me out. It make sense when you are drunk or do have bad days but when that names flashes on your mind it literally has no sense. Basically it is not anxiety it's something that is connected to who really am and everything about me. The world that I have known when I was aware of everything, even the truth and lies, the right and wrongs.. is not actually my home, so you can say that Im living my life since that day in this world of lies and cruelty. Inhumane and terror doings exactly brings me here, the world that you will think that doesn't exist but literally existing. It was named MIRACLE LAND. At this age I'm aware of everything like what Ive said earlier and I'm here to tell you how cruel the reality is when it comes to power. Not just an ordinary power like hierarchy mechanics, governments, rankings officials, or soldiers cuz I'm talking about magical powers. ***Spoiler??*** It is actually a TAG-LISH story so have fun readers. Sorry for the wrong GRAMMARS.

River goes on a trip to Sunset Beach in search of a battery-operated guitar pick that he can use to play a song for his uncle's 100th birthday. Little does he know his life will be forever changed when he accidentally stumbles upon a lonesome mailbox.

KDA x Male reader

Mysterious incidents in a hospital but it's just a dream, right? Nothing to fear about. A oneshot about you.

Most of these are basically related to the popular video game League of Legends while some are purely based off my imagination while I was bored. Can't say that these are good pieces since they're just scribbles and only wrote them for the sake of "unrusting" myself.

this is a poem about the protagonist of Kindred, by Octavia Butler, and female slaves in general.