Night-time Stories

"ⁱⁿ ᵃ ᵍˡᵃˢˢ ˡᵃᵇʸʳⁱⁿᵗʰ, ⁱ ᵃᵐ ᵗʰᵉ ᵐᵒᵘˢᵉ." In which taking a shortcut home from work leads a strange young woman to get stuck in an even stranger town. A town where monsters are real and they come out at night. [From] [Kenny Liu x OC]

Every afternoon, at the same time, her cat slips out of the house. One day, 12 year old Keiko follows it into the woods and finds a small temple that only comes alive at night, when blue lights appear, animals gather, and the stars begin to whisper. With the help of a strange boy who watches the sky through a telescope, she learns the truth: each disappearing star carries the last words of someone who died unheard. But the boy is tired. And to listen, someone must take his place. · · ─ ·✶· ─ · · Prompts: ⚝・┆5. Every day at the exact same time your cat slips out of your home. One afternoon, curiosity gets the better of you and you follow, only to discover it's living a secret life you never imagined. ⚝・┆69. The stars are disappearing one by one, and only you can hear their whispers. ⚝・┆78. You begin to realize that nothing is quite what it seems.

"Boy Cried Void" is a small collection of sonnets reflecting on thought, feelings, and the human mind during hardship.

Ochako Uraraka lost her parents at a very young age by the hands of a Shaitan and was taken in by a mysterious woman who only goes by the name Midnight. She trains the young brunette with martial arts along with other special techniques which she should learn to slaughter these monsters. Shaitan are known as evil spirits or demons which ever you preferred to call them and took humans for meals whether during day or by night. The brunette grew to hate this demons and slandered any of them that crossed her path. But one day she is accused of committing a terrible offense and is told to recover what everyone assumed she stole or else a death sentence. Not knowing where it is and where to search, this girl is miserable as she awaits the day of her death, until a certain Shaitan appears out of nowhere and comes up with a dangerous yet ridiculously irresistible offer. ___ ___ ___ ___ This book contains izuocha and all characters belong to Kohei Horikoshi, this is nothing but a mere fanfiction.

He never thought it to be possible to get rid of Bran. But when the Foundation sends Simon Smith/Detective Void a Mail saying that they extracted the Timer from Leila and now offer him, and her, to return to normal life with the only condition being that he let's them extract Bran from him he agrees. Just when he's about to get everything done - to finally end all of this - he recieves a phone call and, well, from there things go wild. And who's that weird kid in all-white who seems to know more than anyone else? She says she's someone who, quote, just want's to help, end quote, - as if he'd ever believe something like that given that it was Bran who told him the exact. Same. Thing. ...But she's not with Bran but also not with the Foundation or, seemingly, anyone else. So the question arises: who is she and what does she really want? ~***~<|>~***~ This is a Fanfiction. I do NOT own Detective Void. All rights got to Saratan Media Productions

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Spencer Evans has taken a huge leap and moved far away from home for college, even though it meant she would have to pay for school herself. Alone, independent for three years now, and a little sad, she meets Taylor Smith. He stumbles on her bus, drunk, yelling about how he hates his life. Spencer is drawn to him, and soon she has him sober and talking. They spend a long, magical night together talking about everything, alone on San Antonio's riverwalk. Spencer knows they'll part in the morning, but this is her one night to be herself and be accepted, and she plans to enjoy it.

🧛🏻🦇 💻 AU. Ethical daywalking vampires Eli 'Hawk' Moskowitz and Demetri Alexopoulos hunt criminals and have their own sense of justice when it comes to the downtrodden, the voiceless, the bullied and the abused, to name a few. Or, the vampire CK ficlet collection I'm writing despite no one asking for or requesting it. Dedicated to @CamrynKissel, @emeraldcolours, @AgentofDreams989, @kirsty1345, @DarthJader2005, @MiguelDiaz1333, @theatrekidluvsu and all the fans of Cobra Kai out there. Disclaimer: Geniuses Josh Heald, Jon Hurwitz and Hayden Schlossberg own Cobra Kai. I own the fanfics I cook up from time to time.

I want to be like the moon

A series of short stories about deadly mythical creatures :)

Things that play on your mind, beings that glow under street lights. Stars that bring tears to your eyes; things that go bump in the night.

Every night the light turns on. It calls from the attic of the house, silently. I've watched it for years, waiting every night to catch a glimpse of who turns it on. I've waited long enough.

A little text descring the moon from my perspective, as she's the queen of the night and deserves a text dedicated for her only. Enjoy, folks.

Basically I will be writing my dreams here, and by dreams I mean the ones you have when you're sleeping :P

This is not a romance story as much as my other would be, it's more just a complication of romance poems I wrote into one bigger story. (*Trigger warning! Mentions of Abuse!*)

a poem for lovers of night, darkness, and those who feel the most comfort when the world is quiet.

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Emotions run high at night, and a lot of times I find myself awake and unable to do anything but think and worry. So I turn my thoughts into poems, and I thought I might share some of them. Enjoy.

who knew not saying something could hurt more than saying it? Opposites still have the same consequences •Trigger Warning• all throughout the entire book so if you are easily triggered do not read this!!!!!

Jez Cameron, also known as the 'Jaywalker', spends her nights battling in the Ditch for extra cash. When she accepts her best friend's dare to approach the recently shunned ex-popular, Aberdean Moore, she finds herself swept into an underground dance society that, until now, she'd always believed was an urban myth.