Mannequinat Stories

Oakley Westbrook est un prodige du surf et l'héritier d'un empire financier. Depuis le meurtre de sa mère, il enchaîne les excès pour échapper à un père froid qui refuse de lui céder son pouvoir. Teodor Lohmann, policier et père célibataire, tente de reconstruire sa vie depuis la disparition de la mère de son fils. Une nuit, leurs chemins se croisent... sans savoir qui ils sont réellement. Quand le père d'Oakley découvre leur relation, il y voit une opportunité : forcer son fils à épouser un policier pour redorer son image et mieux le contrôler. Entre mariage de convenance, secrets, enquêtes dangereuses et sentiments interdits, Oakley et Teodor se retrouvent pris au piège d'un jeu de pouvoir qui pourrait tout détruire. Quoi qu'il en coûte.

Bonjour, on se retrouve pour une nouvelle histoire pétée mais caricaturale. Trêve de bla-bla pourquoi faire un résumé pourri quand les deux principaux concernés peuvent le faire à ma place ?! Naruto : *sourit et fait coucou dans le vide* Bonjour ! C’est Naruto de l’imagination de l’auteur. Sasuke : *souffle* Sasuke. Naruto : Bon… *regarde de la tête au pied la co-star* On n’es pas là pour déprimer les gens. L’histoire se passe dans un environnement richou… Sasuke : *coupe la parole* Et je suis mannequin ! Mais ça tout le monde se doutait déjà que j’aurais très bien pu faire une carrière dedans, grâce à ma beauté froide et frigide. *clin d’œil aguicheur* Naruto : *facepalm* Ok… Sinon niveau grosse tête on est proche de l’état montgolfière, ça s’annonce bien. Auteur : *claque dans ses mains* Je vous paye pas pour raconter de la merde ! Sasuke : *s’énerve* On est même pas payé radin !!! Naruto : *mal à l’aise* Donc c’est l’histoire de nous deux qui tombons sous le charme de l’autre alors qu’on devrait pas réellement et qu’on se connaît même pas ! *fier de lui* Puis après il y a plein de péripéties ! Sasuke : *rigolant narcissiquement* Ouais ! Tu tombes sous mon divin charme bébé et je t’attaches à mon.. Naruto : *coupe la parole en s’accrochant au pyjama de l’auteur* Auteur pourquoi t’as fait un Sasuke trop sûr de lui et dominant ? Auteur : *regard maléfique* T’inquiète, t’es toujours un top et tu restes patient avec du répondant c’est bien non ? Puis comme si tu allais me dire que tu as pas kiffé ! *sourire en coin* Orochimaru : *ouvre la porte et commence à courir* MA MUSE SASUKE ! Sasuke : *prend appuie sur la chaise, la fait tomber et se met à fuir* Qui l’a laissé rentrer ?! Naruto : *se mettant à courir après Orochimaru qui court après Sasuke* Auteur, t’es pas cool ! *criant* Choubidou j’arrive !!! Auteur : *rigolant diaboliquement* Bienvenue dans une de mes nouvelles histoires. *chuchote* Surprise! Orochimaru sera de la partie mais il sera juste chelou.

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𝙵𝚒𝚛𝚜𝚝 𝚎𝚟𝚎𝚛 𝚛𝚎𝚚𝚞𝚎𝚜𝚝𝚜...! (𝚊𝚛𝚝 𝚗𝚘𝚝 𝚖𝚒𝚗𝚎!)

A horror story about a young man named Frank, discovering a haunted mannequin that was supposed to be thrown away.

L'histoire de Victoria's secret.

Il devrait exister un bouton "retour en arrière". Seulement, il n'existe pas. Et chaque jour, je trouve ça terriblement dommage. Au moins, je peux compter sur le livre qu'on m'a offert; "la loi de murphy ou comment contrôler sa maladresse". TOME 1 - 100% Photographe TOME 2 - 100% Mannequin TOME 3 - 100% Maladroite

this story is a about a life story of a maniquine this is a movement to stop hating on maniquines

The mysterious mannequin inside the school, everyone's has been talking about how Mary, a student got so scared she had to get herself admitted in the hospital. Four students from class 9-B get more curious about the situation. One of them, Jadyn, claims this all as bullshit, and that someone is pranking just for their entertainment. What will happen when they get more involved with the mannequin? Is there really something behind it, or is someone pranking?

Wei Ying's has to work on his birthday this year. He doesn't really want to, but at least he has one friend that he can spend it with. It just happens that said friend is a magic jade statue all dressed up and waiting for him on the second floor.

Evelyn Cross, 26, has never felt alone-not truly. Even in her quiet apartment, even with the doors locked, even when the lights are off, she feels it. The gaze. The thing that waits behind her mirror. Watching. Since childhood, Evelyn has suffered recurring nightmares: she's running barefoot through an endless town of broken houses and hollow-eyed mannequins. Something always chases her. No matter how fast she runs, she never escapes. She never sees its face-only the feeling that it knows her better than anyone else ever has. After her estranged father's sudden disappearance, Evelyn is called to Greywick, an abandoned town he was obsessed with investigating before he vanished. The town was evacuated decades ago after a fire gutted most of it-but there are no records of survivors, no one who remembers the evacuation. It was as if Greywick simply... stopped existing. Determined to understand what happened to her father-and maybe herself-Evelyn returns to Greywick with only a recorder, a flashlight, and her fading sanity. But Greywick remembers her.

Candidate au programme WIN AND WALK de @-purpleplays : GISÈLE JOLIE VALDANI.

Creepypasta John Swansong, guardian of a family statue, discovers the stone ages like a human. Fearing hereditary madness, he rids himself of the statue, donating it anonymously. His family institutionalizes him, claiming he's insane. After his mysterious death in the asylum, a letter reveals he was crushed by the statue. Authorities ask Elizabeth Livingston to become the statue's guardian. The ending suggests the statue deliberately acted to reenter John's life. The condolence letter reinforces the mystery surrounding the statue.

In response in a call for help Frank rushes to Velmas' department store unsure as to what awaits him...

On the first day of his transfer to Daegu High School of Arts, he's seen himself enchanted by a mannequin's beauty.

Somewhere in the marshes of the forest, stands a girl in her nightgown. The water is seeping into her skin but she makes no move. She is eerily still, almost like a statue. Almost as if she were a mannequin.

I look out my window, watching the girls outside laughing and talking on their way home from school. As usual, they stop and wait for one girl, a tall brunette, to fix her infinitely untied shoe. One of the girls, the shortest, stands on her toes to see over another's shoulder, also per routine. The other girls turn, see me through the glass, and wave. I smile sadly and wave my reply, then step back and close the heavy curtains behind me...as usual. I wish I could join them everyday as they pass by; wish more than anything I could talk and laugh with them and forget my worries, even if it were for just a moment. I wish I could, but I can't. As my father has always reminded me, humans accept only the ordinary-what they know-and I am anything but. I am Lobelia Belleghem and this is a story of private schools, millionaire warlocks, and a girl who literally belongs behind a department store window. This is the story of a girl who has become Shatterproof. *Cover created by my friend, the wonderful and talented Ayafeeia. http://www.wattpad.com/user/Ayafeeia *Original photo by miss-deathwish-stock on deviantART. http://miss-deathwish-stock.deviantart.com