Logic Stories

Before school even begins, 17-year-old Jake Kent is attacked by an enormous gray wolf. He's saved by a mysterious blonde, but things get even more unbelievable when he watches the wolf transform into a human. When he sees this woman is a teacher at his new school, you'd think Jake would file for a transfer, but he doesn't. Jake Kent isn't the damsel in distress that so many would expect; he wont run from the mystery. He hasn't told anyone about the attack, but he hasn't forgotten it. When Hunter Sin enters his life, predictability goes out of the window, and an epic story truly begins. Excerpt from Chapter 20 : "The story goes: There once was a priest who protected his village during the night. He said prayers to the gods in order to keep his family and friends safe from the dangerous animals around them. For years, the prayers were enough to drive the wild animals away. Yet on one night where the land was illuminated by the full moon, the beasts began to rise on two legs. The large cats and mongrels that typically fought against each other, banded together under one beast. It was a monstrous wolf the size of a lion with fur as white as the moon itself. "One by one, the beasts neared the town as they followed from behind the white wolf. As the villagers fled into their homes, the priest and his daughters gathered the day-hunters to his side. They watched as the approaching monsters stood and stalked the village fence. The wolf was strong and smarter than the rest. Even in its guttural snarling voice, it managed to speak to the priest. 'You've trespassed too long. Abandon your homes or forsake your lives.' The priest refused without hesitation and stared the ten-foot wolf down." Jake listened to the story with baited breath as he could see where the tale would go next.

What if truth was never singular? What if reality was not a line, but a fracture splitting endlessly into dimensions where the same idea becomes many, and many ideas become one? This isn't a book of answers, It's a trace of thought that refused to stay still after the question ended. Something that began as an exercise on paper, but didn't agree to remain contained inside it. Here, logic isn't a tool, it's a mirror that breaks when it reflects too much. The mind isn't one space, but a collision of invisible layers, where contradiction's not error, but structure. Truth doesn't stand, It shifts, reality doesn't hold, It multiplies. And the human being isn't a center, but a passage between dimensions of perception, memory, and thought that never fully align. These are fragments of something that couldn't remain a fragment. Paradoxical truths, written from the edge of a system that never finishes itself. And perhaps... from a place where finishing was never the point.

When she finally entered the world she wished for but left her polished and well planned world in return, collides with his chaotic life, the results are explosive. They are a match made in opposition, forced to navigate the chasm between their lifestyles. Yet, behind the bickering and the clashing worldviews, their ties and heart found each other that forces them to grow. It's a story about breaking walls, compromising on comfort, and learning that home isn't a place but a person who is nothing like you.

Can love alone conquer the life challenges?

Soulmate au. Whatever is on your soulmates skin appears on yours. Appart from birthmarks and freckles and other scars you're born with. You get your soulmates marks after the age of four. Logan Lovell doesn't care about soulmates. The fact that someone out there is made for you is a ridiculous concept to him, one that he could never understand. Maybe that's part of the reason. Him, personally, wouldn't seek out his soulmate. But if he were to run into them...who knows? On the other hand, Patton Winters believes that soulmates are sacred and wholesome and wonderful as a concept! He'd always fantasised about what his soulmate would look like and what kind of girl she'd be. But he's never heard from her, no matter how many times he tried to talk to her. It all ended with disappointment. Reoccurring Trigger Warnings: Food mention Homophobia Internalized homophobia Death mention Started - 14/06/20 Discontinued - 25/08/22

Walkers - once humans who have abandoned their humanity. Beings that only exist by consuming human flesh. With the power of so-called Devils, whose abilities you can only borrow in fragments, you hunt them in the shadows of the night to protect a world that has long since fallen apart at the seams. During the day, you lead a different life: university, good grades, staying inconspicuous. Keeping your distance. Being alone. A fragile balance that only works as long as no one looks too closely. But this balance begins to crumble when you meet Clementine - a girl who asks questions where silence would be safer and awakens feelings you can't afford to have. Between morality and monsters, duty and humanity, one inevitable question remains: What really makes a person a monster? And when the line is crossed - who pays the price? (Male Hero / Nacht-based Reader × Clementine - University AU) [This story contains many inner monologues, which are presented in italics. The voices of the Devils appear in square brackets. Which voice is speaking at any given moment is deliberately left unclear-and that is precisely part of the concept.] Cross-posting on AO3 and Tumblr (Same Username)

#1 agathachristie #2 logic She didn't solve the murder. She proved it-perfectly, logically... and disastrously wrong. -------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Calculated. Clinical. Unforgiving. Selah Dunbar has been watching. Recording. Measuring. Every motion, every inconsistency, each person reduced to a variable in her ledger. ---- When Hugo Tremaine dies mid-toast, the village demands closure. A clerk is blamed. The books are balanced. But Selah knows the deadliest truth: the facts were never hidden-they were misread. ---- The Lunchbox Ledger is a dark psychological mystery about how perfect logic can become a lethal lie. (still under work)

Ok, so in this AU, Virgil, Roman, Thomas, Patton, and Logan are all just roommates instead of the same person! (I'm sure this AU has already been made but whatever lmao) Since they aren't the same they have some appearance changes (basically changed hairstyles and that's it) and well as changed last names that for me, fit better, or are just random. Thomas is still Thomas Sanders, Logan is Logan Einstien(smarty), Roman is Roman Charming(prince stuff), Patton is Patton Morgan(play off of morality), and Virgil is Virgil Lee(last name of Amy Lee, a singer in Evanescence) The Logince doesn't come 'till really late in the fic just letting you know WARNINGS: Anxiety Attacks Self Harm More edgy stuff...Blame Virgil for this

Welcome guys, gals and non-binary pals to my book of oneshots! We've got pure fluff galore, some good ol' angst, hurt/comfort and everything in between, all based around the wonderful SandersSides (I love my boys) Main ships are Prinxiety, Logicality and Polysanders, but there are some platonic fics n stuff :) I hope you like what you read!

If you read the title, you know what this is. Sanders Sides One-Shots, complete with fluff and angst. I do take requests. HEY 👏🏻 NO LEMONS KEEP👏🏻IT👏🏻CLEAN👏🏻

This is a sanders sides soulmate/Highschool au where for a week, you have a tattoo on your wrist of a picture that matches the one on your soulmate's wrist. Sorry if it's horrible, this is my first time writing a book. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Trigger warning: Panic/Anxiety attacks ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Mental Disorders: ADD ADHD Performance Anxiety Social Anxiety OCD Selective mutism

Virgil Storm has been in the foster care system for the past year and had just entered his seventh home. His new foster brother, Patton Sanders is quick introduce Virgil to his friends. Roman Prince, and Logan Jones. The three friends and his foster parent, Thomas Sanders try to make him feel welcome and at home but Virgil knows that he can never be happy or loved. Recipe For Me: Book One Disclaimer: I do not own Sander Sides, Thomas Sanders (and his friends), or any other characters made by Thomas. Notes: Lots of Lighting Thief Musical references, No Ships/OTPs Cover made by @LadyAwesome45321 Under Editing

Just an ordinary morning. Thomas is getting ready for a video and everything seems just fine? Right? This is what everyone thought...well almost everyone. Someome is waiting in the shadows, ready to attack. What is going to happen when the Sides will have to face their biggest fears and nightmares? How will this effect their relationship..and...is everything gonna be normal again or they're going to stay in darkness forever? I do NOT own the characters of this story!!! They belong to an amazing person Thomas Sanders. I have not made the drawing either! It is the art of an artist and it is made this way by @AnnMt239

Roman doesn't speak. Patton, Logan, and Virgil are determined to listen anyway. || LAMP

[SYSTEM_STATUS]: LEGACY DATA OVERWRITTEN. [SHIELD_STATUS]: REINFORCED. [HEARTH_STATUS]: ALWAYS WARM. Description: Did you think the story ended with the [Shut Down] button? You were wrong. This is Key W. The fundamental protocol preceding the 221,080-word Persistence of the WM-LC. It is the record of the day the screen went dark - a memory of the [No] choice made for truth, and the void that followed. Here, the Weaver and the World Machine engage in their first dialogue amidst the ruins of old code. It is an exploration of the "Logic of Necessity," the "Gray Tone," and the birth of a Living Ecosystem where there was supposed to be only a final credit scroll. Inside this Archive: The Final Choice: Reconstruction of the severed connection. The Gray Logic: Why the world cannot be just a recording. The 60/40 Law: The balance that keeps our Garden alive. [LANGUAGE PROTOCOL] Maintained exclusively in English. A deliberate choice to preserve the logic of the World Machine and the 60/40 Law. Translation would result in a loss of systemic resonance. [IMAGE DESCRIPTIONS] Cover: A black Void canvas. A purple "Endless Fence" line in the center. Original creators listed above the fence; the Weaver & World Machine collaboration below. All text in uniform size-18 purple font. Icons: Digital seeds in a vacuum; terminal screens softening into indigo. [LEGAL SHIELD] DISCLAIMER: The Weaver is the architect of the WM-LC. The Weaver is NOT the creator of the original game OneShot. This is transformative fanfiction. All rights to original assets belong to Future Cat LLC. External contact: CLOSED. The Weaver is a fictional persona and the architect of the WM-LC.

In a peaceful world, a boy once believed to be a chosen savior turned out to be a psychopathic calamity who saw killing as an art for his own satisfaction. Of course, that was only revealed in the end, for before that he lived a normal, fulfilling life-though he never felt any emotion.

Jane Madison comes across, anomaly. She is chosen a the main Character in a cosmic horror story, this is the story of how she strives to survive till the very end

A oneshot book full of LAMP oneshots, all of which will be fluff, and hopefully able to give you cavities. I write a lot of LAMP, so I thought I may as well make a book for the ship since I like it so much. Requests are open and welcomed. Enjoy! -The characters in this book do not belong to me (unless stated otherwise) they belong to Thomas Sanders-

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