Nanowrimo2016 Stories

The second moon rose over the mountained horizon. Bathing the land towards the calm sea in a golden light which danced with the slivery light of the first moon which was already at the peak of its arch. Yet even at this late hour, the revelry was still in high spirits across the land as the news spread from town to town of the joyous news. The people had been waiting on baited breath for the riders to be seen as the news was brought to their villages. Even the loneliest homestead was not forgotten, as hundreds of men raced across the land professing with great elation the news which would change their fortunes. The gods had spoken and through this new life, they would once again be great. They had been underestimated as a people for too long, seen as the barbarians, when if anything they were the most enlightened, allowing their gods to rule their fortune. Too long they had wasted in the dark, this was the blessing they had been waiting for. This was going to be the start of a new age. But what they did not realise was that as this joyous occasion was taking place, the turn in the act of the gods finally in their favour once more, was that an army was amassing, ready to make a final attempt to end the war which had waged between two nations for an eon it seemed. The turn in their fate may just have come too late it seemed. But this was not to be known as that silvery golden light shone down upon the merriment beneath the orbs above.

Rayne Cauffield was fairly normal until she didn't die on a Monday evening. To say that Death was unhappy with her would be an understatement. In fairness, however, his irritation was justified because now he's stuck on guard duty trying to figure out how to deal with the girl who failed to die on schedule. [NaNoWriMo 2016] [Camp NaNo April 2018] - - - Highest Rankings: #213 in Humor #396 in Fantasy

Angel Echson is the walking definition of a cliche - a weak omega who had just gotten rejected by her mate: the future Alpha of the Lefkó Óros pack. As much as she wants to try and save her love life, she doesn't have the time. Not when she has to save the werewolf race from extinction first. [amazing cover by @Jewlez]

Sometimes when life screwed you over, you just have to learn to laugh it off and screw it right back. Slut, whore, bitch, according to the students at Hamilton High that was all Julia Marino was. To her however, she was just a simple girl who knew what she liked. Besides, if a few stolen kisses, meaningless touches and exchanges could keep her from thinking about all the shit that was happening at her home then it was all worth the insignificant insults from unimportant people. No matter what people said, Julia knew who she was. But when a fling of hers suddenly starts to get too close for comfort Julia finds herself way out of her element. Especially when gorgeous, bad boy, Julian Darcy unexpectedly makes it his life goal to teach the 'heartless bitch' of Hamilton what it feels like to have a beating heart again. What happens when the once meaningless kisses and hookups stop feeling so meaningless? Follow Julia as she navigates the hell that is high school all the while learning that sometimes there is more to people than meets the eye.

This was the story I wrote for NaNoWriMo 2016. i never finished the month or the story but I found it and decided to upload it. Summary Tiffany doesn't speak. She wants to live on her own so she needs to find a job. But finding a job where you don't have to speak and where people accept you don't speak is hard. This is until she finds a strange looking job-application. "Four guys looking for a quiet maid. Tasks include: cleaning, cooking doing the laundry and groceries shopping. Living will be included and expenses will be paid by us." Her mum makes the call for her and only three days later she finds herself at their doorstep. They don't know she's a mute and she doesn't know how they will react. What happens when she falls in love with one of them.

Monophobia (noun): The fear of solitude, of being by oneself. -:- ❝ I thought you just hung out with me because you felt sorry for me. ❞ ❝ With a sweet, little puppy dog expression and bright blue eyes like that; honestly? I'm surprised no one else jumped on the bandwagon. ❞ -:- In which a silent, trauma-induced young adult finds light where he would've never thought to look. Which just so happened to be the mysterious, edgy, but incredibly funny guy from high school who always seemed to be brooding and smoking a cigarette. © all story plot, ideas and characters belong to me please don't read if you're sensitive to the topics of depression, alcohol, and talk of death. thank you!! <3

// NaNoWriMo 2016 // ** Coming soon on November 1st** To Daniel, a boy running away from a past he couldn't escape, college seemed like a step in the right direction to a new life. Enter Logan, his moody, mysterious, and quiet roommate. Daniel soon grows an unbearable, life-consuming interest in this boy who seems to disappear into the night only to return with scars of a night of adventure. But when he learns the horrible truth behind who Logan really is, Daniel would do anything to turn around and go back to his boring old life. Only, life isn't that simple, and Daniel grows increasingly concerned for Logan's safety.

Eren is a member of the Scouting Legion, a branch of the military tasked with surveying the lands outside the walls and killing titans. For as long as he can remember, he's been there with his adopted sister, Mikasa, and best friend, Armin. After the brutal battle to reclaim Shiganshina, which resulted in the death of the commander and many members of the Legion, the outer walls are finally humanity's once more. The titan threat seems to have cooled down in the last few years and humanity is gradually rebuilding. Life should be pleasant for the soldier, but he keeps having recurring dreams of flying through the forest on 3DMG chasing after a stranger. Who is this faceless stranger? And are the dreams portents of something to come or forgotten memories of a time past? [NaNoWriMo 2016 Winner]

Dear Whoever-The-Hell-Would-Read-Someone's-Private-Journal, It was a regular day, I mean, until it wasn't. I mean, it wasn't even three weeks before- Ugh, I getting ahead of myself. I found this journal over in someone's locker, and I guess I'm in denial. The name's Arelene Owens, my friends call me Lena, so don't do that. I don't know where how to describe what happened, but I know where it began.. I was just a normal girl with a bad rep, and I would give anything, anything at all, to go back and redo everything. My parent's divorce, the rumors, my friends backstabbing me, it was just all too much, I guess. I snapped. Got into a fight, earned my first detention. That's where my spiral of self pity and my "bad girl" image took over my life. That's why I was there that day, that's why.. everything happened. Excerpt from Sabotage: Running towards my only safe haven, I was sure I had it made. Until I fell, hopelessly tangled in the roots of a towering willow tree, the branches dancing across my vision as I attempt to get my bearings again. I try to catch my breath as the surrounding darkness pressing in on me, suffocating me and driving away even the idea of a rational thought. The distant sound of footsteps is now sounding merely 100 feet away. As my heartbeat rapidly increases, I strain against my bonds, the looming shadow drawing ever closer, each step ringing in my ear like a gunshot. Mere moments after the set of feet, cloaked in a murky black cloud, enter my vision, silence. Shaking from head to toe, I slowly gaze upwards to the face of my doom, my destruction, hoping to at least catch a glimpse of my assailant, but all I can feel is a slight sense of wrongness, an alarm blaring somewhere off in the deep recesses of my mind, aching for me to leave this place of death and darkness. The figure has no face. In a vaguely high pitch, a wail calls out to me from the distance, almost drowning out the only words I've heard come from my reaper. "I'm sorry, Lena."

El universo debía estar bromeando con todo el asunto de las almas gemelas. ¿Cómo era posible que en un mundo tan basto hubiera tan solo una persona destinada a ser tu compañera de por vida? ¿Cuáles eran las probabilidades de cruzarte con esa persona? Era algo que sucedía todos los días. Más y más personas lograban encontrar a esa persona con la que estaban conectados. No era una ley que todas las almas gemelas se iban a enamorar, pero siendo tu alma gemela la persona que mejor te comprende en el mundo, era un vínculo tan íntimo que era difícil no desarrollar un afecto tan profundo. Nanase Haruka y Tachibana Makoto no tenían entre sus prioridades el encontrar a su alma gemela. Tenían asuntos más importantes de los cuales ocuparse en ese momento y por algún tiempo pudieron escapar de su destino, pero encontrarse era definitivamente inevitable.

Olivia Swift is popular. Olivia Swift is not a good person. Olivia Swift has disappeared on the dawn of her eighteenth birthday. Where could she be? When an investigation starts for her, secrets has started to arise. For some, Olivia is a nuisance and doesn't care for her whereabouts. For Holly Sanders, it's a case she wants to solve. Together with her father as the investigator holding the case, she discovers clues that will soon help her out. And when each clue has been figured out, a new one puts a question in her head--where could she be? Just when Holly thinks she knows the answer, something unexpected comes her way and knocks her with truths. What could those be? What could be behind Olivia's disappearance? Nanowrimo 2016 Participating Novel (c) Kristine Cuevas

Anastasia Kirkland has a routine. A routine made so the memories of her dead, twin sister don't come crawling back to her. Which means there are to be no changes. That is until she meets Levi Westbrook, last year's winner of the Bob Cousy Award, the best point guard in the NCAA Division I basketball award. Everyone on campus worships the ground he walks on, except for Anastasia, who doesn't want anything to do with the arrogant, air headed basketball player. But what Anastasia doesn't know is that she needs Levi Westbrook to help mend the broken heart she has been ignoring for an entire year. Levi knows this the moment he meets her; he just needs Anastasia to realize it for herself. CHICKLIT #659 (11/6/2016) #633 (11/11/2016) #630 (11/13/2016)

Hundreds of years ago an ambitious high priestess made a decision that still resonates in this day and age. She called upon the name of a vengeful goddess without realizing she doomed her own people. In the present day everybody knows that the ruins of the once mighty city Eldarith are still haunted by the thousands that died during the battle against the forces of the night. Some say the ruling King was changed in something dark that still haunts the area and the Queen was turned into a statue and can only be released by the tears of a wolf. But everybody knows those are just fairy tales to scare of the little ones, right? One day Norah and her father are hunting a stag in the woods and to their dismay they find the prints of wolves. When they finally caught up with the stag, they find it dead. Around the animal are the prints of wolves, but as far as Norah knows, wolves don't cut out the hearts of other animals. -----description will change as the story progresses, I don't want to spoil too much right now. ----

"The fanatic emphasis on 'Plan B' that professionals talk about is not a coward's fall-back system. It serves a purpose, a purpose that a strategist has envisioned and planned before the need for an alternate solution surfaces." ― Andy Paula When life gives you lemons, you make lemonade, right? Wrong. When life gives you lemons, you throw them right back and ask why the hell would you want lemons? They're gross and sour. Although, if life throws a curve-ball at you in the shape of a universe you didn't even know existed, you'd totally take it right? Just maybe not by choice. Maybe you'd fight a little, you'd go kicking and screaming. That's what Ripley did. Her whole life was thrown upside down in the blink of an eye and she had no idea what it actually mean to her, or to her family. She went from a normal school girl who worried about homework and what time she was going to the mall with friends to a girl who was wondering when she'd get a new blade or whether she'd be able to protect her family the next time the darkness came. Follow Ripley on her journey of self discovery, loss and abandonment in the first of the series 'The Dark Bridge'.

She kissed the country life goodbye to follow her dreams in the city. Now that her beloved Nana needs her back, will she be able to deal with it ? Maybe a certain farm hand can help..... My Knight in Denim Overalls is my first NaNoWriMo entry ever ! I'm super excited and you can expect updates daily in November ! Please excuse the awful editing and grammar. I'm writing as fast as I can and not really caring about editing !

This is Clarissa Xena's story of how she went from being the most popular girl in High School to becoming a teen mother. At only 16 a girl should be focusing on the aspects of having friends and thinking about what colleges she should apply to. Instead Clarissa's focus is mesmerizing her History teacher Mr. Brian Wilson. She thinks that since he is simply 24 and that it could work in between them, but all of a sudden one huge event turns everything in Clarissa's life upside down and she's simply staring at two pink lines in front of her face. Clarissa doesn't even know the first thing about children, much less parenting one. She isn't even sure how to tell her teacher that he was now an early father after their incident. Not to mention that her mother's disappeared in the middle of all this. So now Clarissa must make her own decisions and the first starting whether to keep or get rid of the baby. Can Clarissa bring herself to making full out adult decisions?

Mia is a girl that does not know her past. When she meets Levi that will change. He makes her remember things from her past. But what happens when her history becomes known. Who can she trust? What is the right thing to do? Fight or flee?

Le Castel. Lieu de tous les fantasmes de médiums et de chasseur de fantômes. Peu de vivants en sont revenus indemnes. Mais derrières ces sombres murs se cachent une toute autre réalité... Les fantômes qui résident au Castel ne peuvent pas traverser les murs, et encore moins s'en prendre directement aux vivants. Ils se connaissent tous et hantent le Castel depuis des siècles. Mais un nouvel esprit rejoint le cortège macabre. Personne ne le connaît, mais ceux qui l'ont aperçus prétendent qu'il traverse les murs, ce qui lui vaut son surnom de Passe-Muraille. Cet étrange revenant inquiète Lucy, un des fantômes du Castel ,qui décide de mener l'enquête, quitte à découvrir un secret enfoui depuis des siècles dans ce sombre château...

A recent graduate of The American Technical Futbol Academy, Alfredo Moreno leaves his sheltered life of futbol training and study to travel a post modern America with his newly promoted, University sponsored squad, Tech FA. Alfredo works to earn his spot on a team full of veteran strikers who can't seem to get the job done in against their Div 1 competition. Promotion is just as real a possibility as relegation in this @topeleven based fanfic where real time results will shape the course of the plot and the fate of Alfredo and Tech FA. Explore a futuristic United States where the political policies of today have shaped the world of tomorrow that plays background to a harrowing tale of a man who loves a sport and will fight to earn a living playing it. American Premiership Futbol is the most profitable sports franchise in the hemisphere. The first top class promotion/relegation futbol league in the country, investors flocked at the opportunity. This evolved into deep league structures, Universities dedicated to the study of the sport, and players from all over the world flocking to America in hopes of fame and riches. The Gold Rush of Futbol it came to be called. Alfredo is a product of the Gold Rush. Born the year it began, Alfredo received an apprenticeship at the American Technical Futbol Academy at the age of 12. Six years of focused training led Alfredo to win Man of The Competition by leading his academy class in goals and assists in their march to the University Cup.While this honor won Alfredo a three year contract with Tech FA, as is customary with each year's Man of the Competition, the gap in skill will be a test that Alfredo has yet to experience in his illustrious career. Will Alfredo be able to earn a starting number? How will the sheltered youth adjust to the harsh realities of a post modern America? Will Tech FA win any silverware? Will they be relegated? Ask Alfredo Moreno, the Futbolista