Lotsofcursing Stories

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this might or might not be short I'm not sure yet and I'm kind of bad at grammar so feel free to correct me because I need help with it

"Why are you going around feeling sorry for yourself? Ain't nobody gonna feel sorry that you feel sorry, boy." ****** We never get to hear the story through the abuser's eyes. Not that it matters. He doesn't know what he is. ***** Updates every 5-10 days. "Theories." has been #522 in General Fiction.

Your arms are still wrapped around him, hands still firmly in his hair, but his eyes are wide and as the cold hits you from him quickly pulling his hands off your hips, the realization hits you. You blink out of your stupor, eyes going wide to match his. "No way." "Shut up!" He's looking anywhere but at you. "Did you just?" You're grinning wildly. "I said shut up!" he growls and moves to push you off but stops himself, pulling his hands back to his sides, leaving his palms up.

In which Lilly(me) attempts to assassinate Ari (Evil-Bat-Cat) and finally get the throne. Of which, all utterly fail. Sure, Lilly is the apprentice for a reason. But she'll surpass Ari one day! ...Eventually. Probably. ...It's a work in progress, alright?

An apocalyptic world, a teen girl with the power to control the past. A fresh way to deal zoms with no guns and some time control

WARNING: do not read if you have anxiety or afraid of spirits, ghosts, gore, etc. there will be a lot of graphic content so read at your own risk humans!!! Do you believe in ghosts? Do you believe that the dead is around you? Hiding in shadows and lurking around in your dreams. Here's a book that might make you think twice about going into somewhere you shouldn't, fooling around with things that shouldn't be touched, going into the dark without a light, messing with people you shouldn't mess with, and lots more. Hey guys! I don't think this is scary one bit because pretty much the 12 years (almost 13 years) of my life is involved around scary occurrences. No not the time when their were clowns on the loose in 2016, no not the time when I heard about little girls getting kidnapped around my neighborhood. I mean like actually happening around me or in movies. If you have any questions for me about what happened in my life that was so scary or ask me if this or that has ever happened to me then please message me directly or ask in the story. You guys may be wondering, how do you know all of this is real? Truth is, I don't know all of it. Most of it was my imagination while sometimes...I believe it isn't. Don't make fun of me okay! Anyways! Hope you guys enjoy!<3

Glass emotions. Glass people. Glass homes. Glass world. Glass lives. Pretty reflections of how fragile everything is. _ _ _ _ _ _ Vera Dina has lived her entire life in Silver Springs. When people start to go missing, everyone is trying to escape the small town--but when the bodies start to show up, and the airports burn to the ground all in one night, it becomes clear no one is leaving. When Vera starts hearing voices and seeing timers over people's heads, it's up to her to stop whatever is happening to the town--but...what exactly is happening to the town?

When 16-year-old Kenny Campbell accidentally gets sent to Hell after his untimely death, Lucifer sends him back to earth for a second chance, he just has to do more good deeds. However, Lucifer has no idea how to be good, so he gives Kenny and all of his friends the superpowers they pretended to have as kids. Follow Kenny, Collin and the rest of their gang through their junior year of high school as life with powers gets progressively harder.

We didn't ask to be like this. We were born like this. Then they made us what they wanted us to be. Then they turned on us. Now we're fighting back.

"Can I sorch your soul with my name?" He leaned towards me. ""You mean tattoo it in right?" Laughing I kissed his cheek. "No I mean sorch, so that if I ever leave your side, it'll burn whenever you think of us. Of our memories, the good, and definitely the bad." Bitting my lower lip, I thought aboujt it tilting my head side to side while he patiently awaited my response. "Will it hurt a lot?" "It'll hurt... a lot babe" He smirked at me. "Good make it unbearable then, but in exchange I want to set your heart ablaze with my fire so it''ll always be mine."

Hi its-a me, Moshar! Heh that sounds not right to me -w-' Anyways, this is a story that I wanted to do in awhile (which is literally 9 hours ago) since that I had this idea in school when the teacher wanted us to make a story with "Feature Writing" which mine slowly developed into more of a cheese-y or corn-y story since my writing had slowly adapted to that.. oopsies my bad 😂 Also this contains cursing and I'm not even joking I swear too much oh lord And keep in mind the characters and the story is fictional and this was just all thought out by simply jamming the keyboard and make words and possibly sentences (I'm kidding except for the fictional part xd) This whole story is the character "Annie Schwartz"'s P.O.V, the 'badass tomboy' so I hope this clears up some things if you guys were wondering :'3 With that said, Happy reading readers! <3

Typical isekai story line where the summoned hero is from the 21 century and doesn't wanna fight

Izuku got into an accident and went into a coma for three months. When he woke up, he realized how messed up his life became. His boyfriend was now dating Kirishima and all might took his quirk away. He was now getting sick often and was weak, and was explelled for unknown reasons. But his life becomes better when hel meets him... Anyway, his mom got a job in the US and he starts a new life and gets a strong quirk. How will Izuku's old classmates react to the new Izuku?

( v. ) to do something with soul, creativity, or love ; to leave a piece and essence of yourself in your work. "in every work of art, the artist himself is present" - c. morgenstern ## lowercase intended ## my annual end-of-year oneshots ## will never be marked completed unless i quit writing fics ## enjoy <3

A place for me to put all my drabbles, short stories and more. Things i've written while sitting in a car, listening to music or just being bored, some of these are really short or I may have errors but please keep in mind that i wrote most of these at 2am with no sleep because i was listening to music- 𝕿𝖍𝖊 𝖂𝖔𝖗𝖑𝖉 𝖎𝖘 𝕭𝖚𝖎𝖑𝖙 𝖔𝖓 𝕴𝖒𝖆𝖌𝖎𝖓𝖆𝖙𝖎𝖔𝖓 -𝕸𝖊 All of these works of fiction belong to me, please do not steal them but if you want to continue a story you can just ask in the comment section of that story. I hope you enjoy at least a few, if so please do remember to vote, it really helps inspire Authors. Cover art is not drawn by me and if anyone knows who its by please tell me so i can be sure to credit them!

"So I died." "Yes." "But because of 'complications' you're shoving me into another world." "...yes." "That may or may not resemble some books I read on fucking wattpad when I was fourteen." "We thought it would make the experience more pleasant for you-" "Oh my God."

You, a girl with a plant quirk and a suspicious story transfer into UA mid second year and Bakugou wants to figure out what you're hiding - his reasoning has absolutely nothing to do with the stupid warmth and annoying fluttering in his chest he gets from hanging around you. None. At. All. (I'm bad at summaries idk dude) [cross posted on ao3 I'm not used to using wattpad])

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