Nanowrimo2014 Stories

A man who seemingly traveled to an alternate world as a child suddenly finds himself back in that world, fifteen years later. The country is in need of a hero. Will it be him?

His name was Will. William Henry Brooks, III. Her name was Lilah. Lilah Tov. He was finally back at his summer home, after an entire year of waiting. She was stuck at her aunt and uncle's vacation home for the summer. Will came from money and high expectations. Lilah was a tornado of unpredictability. Will had never met anybody like Lilah Tov. Lilah had never met anybody like William Henry Brooks, III.

Arabella Diane Senna has lived her whole life under the knowledge of two things: Necaenas are bad news, and what she does to them is justified. Of course, she doesn't know the reality of things. She doesn't know that she is only fighting because someone above her -- a higher power, someone above all of them -- is manipulating them like pawns on a chess board. She doesn't know that her kind -- the Elite -- are a dying race. She doesn't know that she is one half of what it would take to destroy the corrupt Purest that rule their lives. She doesn't know that she isn't supposed to be alive. She doesn't know that her own mother is hell-bent on killing her. And above all, she doesn't know that the only person who will stand by her in the end is the very person she was born to kill.

Leign Simpleton, is exactly part of her last name. Simple. Quiet but talkative. Nice but aggressive. Funny but doesn't have a close friend besides her next door neighbor Luke who often smelled like grape juice and always challenged her to basketball knowing himself that he sucks at it. She did the same routine everyday: prepare for school, go to school, talk to the same people about the same thing at school, then come home to change and either play ball with Luke or avoid him. She altered between the last two options each day. But can she really go back to be being simple after a phone call from a sister that is supposed to be dead? Not likely. Not when their small narrow minded town had called her a slutty attention seeking troublemaker. The girl who always cried wolf her friends called her sister during elementary school. She always ran off, most times with a boy but one day never came back, no one saw it as a big deal until they've found pieces of her clothes 6 months later. The town along with the police assumed based on past behavior that she may have did it to herself for attention or she was good as dead. Leign preferred dead because the shame of her returning would've completely ended the family. But she never did. Until now.

I believe I was born evil. I was born with hate. I was raised by loving parents, yet I still hate. Sometimes I think I am not human; I cannot feel. I enjoy others' pain and suffering. I act on my impulses, my desires. I will never stop. Because I cannot stop. And most of all because I don't want to stop. I, Lori King, am a truly evil child.

The opening chapters of my 2014 NaNoWriMo project.

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I couldn't answer him, and I could tell that he knew what he was doing. Emmett already had me so far under, making me believe that I had control over what has occurred these past few months. He had his hold on me, and he was only letting us sink into deeper waters. "I think you know how I feel, Grace." He told me, forcing his eyes on mine, making it impossible for me to respond. "I love you." His light, clear blue eyes were all I could see, reminding me of the lake, the sky, and of him, all at the same time. And as I looked into those blue irises, and whispered back my response as he brought his mouth closer to mine, I found that for the first time, I was alright with drowning, as long as it was Emmett pulling me under.

Trust. One word, so many problems. After having her life almost taken away Princess Charlotte has no choice but to stay in the shadows until her nineteeth birthday when her freedom will be returned. When marriage is the only solution to get your freedom back will you go with it or put on a fight? Though Charlotte might be a princess don't get fooled by the tiara and pretty dresses, she knows how to get what she wants. But when her past comes hunting her will she stay strong or will she crumble? Will her past dictate her future or will she manage to go through with no harm done? Greatest Achievement: #692 General Fiction ***** This is a story full of excitement and twists. This will not be your typical princess story. Love, action and suspense is promised. ***** Just in case... All rights are reserved to majo01. No part of this book (includes all chapters, prologues/epilogues, spinoffs, and any associated content) may be reproduced or transmitted in any forms or by any means, electronical or mechanical without the author's permission. Any infringement of this copyright is punishable by law. I DO NOT own the picture that's displayed on the cover. It's just an image I found with a bunch of words.

New original musicals are always a chance for established thespians to add to their fanbase... and for newbies to make a name for themselves. And a handful of newbies might just leave a permanent mark on the world of theatre. Rated PG-13 only because I'm worried about the mild and infrequent swear that should definitely be fine for a thirteen year old, but may not be depending on your own preference. But otherwise kid-friendly.

[ unedited ] Katrina Shaymin has never exactly been It-Girl material, which became even more apparent after her best friend of eight years, Colette Atriana, left her for popularity when they were freshmen. Since then, Katrina has been able to get her life back on its' feet, and finally, she feels can be happy. The summer before senior year, she proposes an idea to transform the perfect It-Girl to get back at Colette, knowing this will be no small feat. However, her whole plan is rocked off it's feet as new problems begin arise. Can she handle crumbling friendships, mysterious letters from a hidden enemy, her missing parents, a boy she's befriended online, retaining her spot as valedictorian and find a way to get her the plan back on track? Maybe to solve all this, Katrina just needs to get unplugged. © stelliferousky 2016

*Written for NaNoWriMo 2014, currently unedited* Mental Possessions Act 2037: Person(s) may sell up to 25% of chosen memories through any local government agency. Selling memories to third parties will result in a fine of up to $2,500. Revised Mental Possessions Act 2045: Person(s) may sell chosen memories through any local government agency. Selling memories to third parties will result in a fine of up to $2,500. Person(s) who sell enough memories to be unable to display normal human behaviour will be sentenced to death. "We've become mindless sheep... They can't function without selling all their bad memories." Elodie whispered to Avery. "Excuse me, miss I-care-about-everyone, but I'm gonna be the one sending them to the abattoir, not the other way around." "Do you think we'll ever be able to end it, though? If we find what the government is using the memories for?" "If it stops your constant whining, hell yes, let's start now." Sometimes, the truth is too much to face...

It's the dawn of a new era for humankind, and the Huxley Foundation has sent out a fleet of exploratory vessels on a mission of peace. The FSS Armstrong, one of the most advanced ships in the Foundation fleet, rides on the forefront of this age of exploration. A series of episodic short stories that build on one another to form a single narrative, structurally similar to a TV show season. Other stories set in the same universe include: A Toast To The Magellan Class Ramses Meets His Maker

Entry to NaNoWriMo 2014. Mixed genres. experimental weirdness.

Joanne always had had a particular dislike towards puzzles and riddles--so when a box, engraved with her father's name, lands on her doorstep followed with old letters dedicated, and solely, to her--she finds herself talking to people and going to places she didn't know they even existed. Following the polaroids and notes littering the box, Joanne decides to go throughout the sleepy, rickety town of hers, that may hold on to too many memories and secrets. And, at the end, there's the possibility for Joanne to recover that which was once taken away from her.

"Everyone has their fate and the more they try to avoid it, the more trouble they get into."