Lefttodie Stories

A Sleuth/Whistleblower of a lab behind terrible experiments on innocents confronts one of the head scientists and nearly pays with the cost of his life, but he's saved by a stranger.

okay okay- this is a story of my danganronpa oc- Its pretty complicated too- just dont comment mean things about my story please! Say anything you want- just don't be so dang offensive though- Only got one chapter and it's also discontinued- I might only leave it published for 1 day or leave it published forever soooo- yeah Have fun! For some short time- 💀

When the outbreak hits, Erik is just another hard-working man trying to survive the grind. His brother Bug-a sarcastic, tattooed smart-ass with a crowbar and zero patience for stupidity-is the only person he trusts when the world turns rabid. Inspired by the gritty survival horror of Left 4 Dead, Left to Die

a woman that has been changed into someone she hadn't been through a new place. She is hiding in a new place where she keeps silent about who she was she now has to choose what she can and can't be.

What happens when the world's most pure hero is betrayed? Cast into a land where his powers are worthless? Forced to endure treacherous torture? Read to find out

Horror. Betrayal. Disappointment. Fear. Anger. Humiliation. She could never figure out which had struck her the hardest. Perhaps fear. Fear of him. Fear of the unknown. Fear of what he did. Fear of the consequences of what he did. Fear of not knowing what would happen next. She'd dated him for six months. But she never knew him. Never learned he was dangerous. A hazard to her peaceful life. He bit her shoulder, scratched up the right side of her face, clawed her left breast and ripped her back to ribbons. And then he left her to die. But she didn't die. She woke several hours later in crippling pain. She blacked out again. When she woke two days later, she was consumed by anger. She found him. Asked him what he planned to do now that he knew she survived. He rejected her. He. Rejected. Her. She was the one who'd had her world turned upside down. She was the one tattooed head to toe in 'claiming marks'. And he rejected her. She'd never anticipated that her life would head in this direction, that she would be dealing with such a slippery slope. And yet here she was, heading down a roller coaster track with no seat belt or safety bars in place. A free fall from the top of the world. And she. Was. Livid. She wanted him to be in pain. She wanted him to be in her shoes. She wanted him to get down on his knees and beg her for forgiveness. She wanted him to become the lowest of the low so that she might be able to stomp him out once and for all. But she was new to this game. New to this world. She needed to learn it's rules and meet its players. And what better way to do that than join a school where all the misfits learnt about the game together.

Ari is reunited with her so-called dead twin after wandering around after school hours. soon finds that those close to her are not who they say to be her whole life is a lie. her 15teanth birthday is to hear and it is nothing she or anyone could have expected it t be. Don't. trust. anyone

clif hanger-taken and lost

A young 12 year old girl is found cursed with bad luck and constant rain. but before she loses herself in the darkness a light will save her from a clouded miserable life. together they will face their fears together. This book takes place at the exact same time 'Broken' by @hscheibmeir takes place, so my characters will eventually meet hers. I would reccomend reading it so it dosen't get confusing. this is my first story so hope u like it! Pictures are not mine I just edited them or draw over Them.

Ariadne Thorn is an average girl in junior high with severe "mommy issues". She hates her life, her situation, and closes herself off to almost everyone. She bears the pain alone, in hopes that she won't get hurt trusting someone to take part of the burden off her shoulders. Things couldn't get worse... Until the bombs. <^><^><^><^><^><^><^><^><^><^><^> 𝘉𝘳𝘢𝘯𝘥𝘰𝘯? 𝘋𝘢𝘥? 𝘔𝘺 𝘣𝘳𝘢𝘪𝘯 𝘴𝘦𝘦𝘮𝘴 𝘵𝘰 𝘱𝘰𝘶𝘯𝘥 𝘪𝘯 𝘮𝘺 𝘴𝘬𝘶𝘭𝘭, 𝘮𝘢𝘵𝘤𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘳𝘩𝘺𝘵𝘩𝘮 𝘰𝘧 𝘮𝘺 𝘩𝘦𝘢𝘳𝘵𝘣𝘦𝘢𝘵. 𝘈𝘯𝘺𝘰𝘯𝘦?