Paranoia Stories

Alice Rhodes's got a problem. Two problems, actually. One, she's starting to find it difficult to differentiate water from a decent bottle of tequila, and two, she needs a boyfriend. Fast. The latter wouldn't be a problem at all if only she could keep her dates around for more than a week. It was a disaster how fast boys kept dumping her just because...well, she didn't really understand why. Attachments were scary, especially when they were mostly always unrequited. And as long as she kept them a kiss away, they wouldn't tear her apart, would they? But then the universe, in its cruelest of ways, sends her stumbling into the path of Ryder Octavio McQuillan, and every single thing about him sets her off balance. He's everything Alice doesn't need in her quiet life. Because Ryder carries secrets--dangerous secrets--that only seem to breathe trouble. Alice desperately needs to stay away, but what if the only thing that can save her is the danger that's knocking on the door? . . . . . Text copyright © Crystal7016 ™ 2022

Just because you are paranoid doesn't mean they aren't watching. The Last Caw is a modern, dark fiction short that leaves you wondering if it is just in the hero's head, or maybe something more conspiratorial. It could be a cautionary tale or just a figment of his imagination, but it seems that some crows have it out for him.

They don't kill people. They kill identities. When out-of-work coder Erin Cross lands a dream job at Covenant Analytics, she thinks she's finally escaped a life of instability. The sleek tech firm offers more than just money-it promises purpose: "Protecting global digital truth." But behind the glass walls and wellness slogans lies something far more insidious. After stumbling on corrupted files tied to a woman who no longer exists-T. Madsen-Erin discovers Covenant isn't a consultancy. It's a privatized erasure agency, deleting people not from the world, but from history. Names vanish. Digital footprints disintegrate. Entire lives rewritten or scrubbed from existence. Now Erin is marked for deletion. With only a rogue engineer, a discredited whistleblower, and her younger brother to trust, she must expose the truth-before she becomes its next ghost. But when truth is managed by AI and memory can be rewritten, the real question isn't who's lying. It's who's left to remember.

"Sometimes pain needs to be endured for pleasure to sprout. After we're done with you, you will be a simple happy girl who doesn't cause trouble." Josephine Keller was always an anxious girl, but she is pushed to her limits when she is placed under the torturous care of Dr.Grant and his hellish nurse Beatrice. Labelled as a paranoid schizophrenic and forced to endure barbaric treatment, she must fight her way to sanity and freedom.

Romantic or platonic oneshots of different object shows I watch. Some ships, and some reader-inserts. May also include some of my OCs, if I feel like it.

In 1951, an incident near the town of Rachel, Nevada has its residents spooked and piqued the curiosity of Tiffany (the Fourth Tinkerer) and her companion, Starla Becker. It is Starla's first trip back in time to when racial segregation is in effect, paranoia over communism is strong, and people are being abducted by UFOs. However, the alien behind all of this seems to have a different agenda, one that will take A LOT of convincing the bigwigs in Hollywood.

By day, Aurelia hides behind smiles and storybooks. By night, she hunts the creatures that slip through the cracks of reality. Her secret mission? To uncover the identity of Lumière, the faceless saviour whispered in Caelorian legends. But when every clue points back to Xavier Shen-the quiet man with silver hair and unreadable eyes, Clara faces a truth more dangerous than any monster. Because falling for him might be the greatest mistake of all.

Will has been a full-fledged Ranger for some time now. He lives on his own, and everything seems fine. Or so it seems. Day by day, the young Ranger grows more exhausted. Everyone around him dismisses it as overwork and lack of sleep - everyone except Will. He insists on one thing: someone is watching him. He feels threatened. His unease turns into growing paranoia. But is something truly wrong... or is his mind beginning to slip? Is there really someone out there - or is his mental health slowly falling apart? Will he find support among the people closest to him, or will he be forced to face it all alone? For the purpose of this story, all characters live in the same town. As always, I do not own Ranger's Apprentice or any characters created by John Flanagan. This is only a fanfiction - my own interpretation and exploration of the world. Note: This is an English translation of my Polish story. English is not my first language, so please forgive any small mistakes.

A human, an avian, and a vampire. Two of these have blood on their hands; one because of loss of control, one because of need to survive. The last one is paranoid of one of them, ignoring all the warning signs of the other. Or: Full of random events surrounding Even, a maid who suffers from childhood trauma, Marova who is a cynical avian pet, and Verok, a vampire lord who wants an easy life. I actually came up with these 3 for a school Character Writing assessment, and they have grown on me and I love them. Likely won't create a multi-chapter, continuous story, but I might. For now, please enjoy these short stories/oneshots and see my characters grow.

Amara creía conocer cada rincón de su casa, hasta que escuchó su nombre a las 02:47 a.m., susurrando desde una puerta que nunca había visto. La habitación 34 no está en los planos. Nadie la recuerda. Nadie admite haberla visto. Pero cada noche aparece más definida. Más cercana. Y la voz detrás sabe cosas que Amara nunca le contó a nadie. Ignorarla sería fácil... si la puerta no se acercara un poco más a su cama cada madrugada. El problema no es si la habitación existe... El problema es ¿Qué quiere?. Y ¿Por qué la llama como si la conociera desde antes?. _________________________________________________

"ɪ ᴋɴᴏᴡ ᴇᴠᴇʀʏ ᴛɪᴍᴇ ɪ ʟᴏᴏᴋ ɪɴ ʜɪꜱ ᴇʏᴇꜱ, " The Sun is getting hotter, agonizing even . Stars, out far away burn with brightness . Even the best ones couldn't shine brighter . For an anomaly, even this is too much . " ʜᴇ ꜱᴇᴇꜱ ᴍᴇ ᴛᴏᴏ ." - FIRST FIC!! No smut -- but gore and suicidal ideation are mentioned

তন্ময় আর সুপ্তি-নামের বন্ধুত্ব, অনুভূতির ঝড়। তারা একে অপরের জীবনে এতটাই ঢুকে গেছে যে দূরে যাওয়া সহজ, কিন্তু দূরে থাকা অসম্ভব। তাদের চোখে লুকানো আকর্ষণ, কাছাকাছি হাঁটার সময় অজান্তে শরীরের ভাষা, অন্য কাউকে কথা বলতে দেখে হালকা ঈর্ষা- সবই বলে দেয়, এটা বন্ধুত্বের গণ্ডিতে আর আটকে নেই। এটা একটি নীরব যুদ্ধের গল্প- Control vs Surrender Fear vs Desire Attachment vs Distance যেখানে স্পর্শ নেই, তবুও মন ছুঁয়ে যায়। দুই মানুষের বন্ধুত্বের ভেতরে ধীরে ধীরে জন্ম নেওয়া এক অদৃশ্য আকর্ষণ

All it took was one spiked glass for Zanele to find out worse things can happen to her than death. No-it wasn't her fault. Her only crime was trusting her friends. Friends who despised her enough to sell her like an animal on the black market. Now she belongs to Antonio Velastro-a man who breaks women as effortlessly as he puts bullets through his family's enemies. With time, Antonio breaks and shatters Zanele in every way possible until she's had enough. Then she learns to smile with a blade at her throat and not blink when a gun barrel presses against a man's skull. But now she has to choose: is her freedom worth her life or is she better off on a Velastro's side?

-this story covers very dark themessuch as rape, self-harm, depression and death etc. Jungkook didn't want to live anymore. Jungkook wanted t̸h̸e̸ e̸n̸d̸

Asha doesn't sleep anymore. The doctors at St. Kilda say the insomnia is in their head-that the lights, the whispers, the movements are nothing but side effects and stress. But Asha swears the hospital is alive. Every night, the ceilings twitch. The walls breathe. Something in the vents whispers their name. They started keeping a diary to stay sane-to separate what's real from what isn't. But the pages keep changing when they're not looking. Sleep is mercy. Wakefulness is punishment. And the ceiling is watching.

Denied paranoia.

Do you like being in the dark .... or are you just use to it? May be you have been alone for a long while just like our "mysterious" character here, Elliot. How does it feel for you? Is it another whole world for you or is it just a regular night of peace, loneliness, or complete terror? Being alone does things to our character, the feelings and the actions; they practically eat away at him. But of course, let our lovely character tell us how it is for him when he is consumed by the darkness. What does the darkness do to you?

I am going insane. I see faces everywhere. They haunt me. People aren't kind. I am going insane. I am floundering in this life of endless tides. I am drowning. Please, someone, help me. I am going insane. I killed a butterfly today. I felt sorry for it. I don't know anymore. Help...please...I am just a paradox of contradictions. Note: Each chapter is pretty short. It may or may not be disturbing to some readers with scenes of animal harm involved. Thank you for reading.

I've seen a lot of people do this, so I'm giving it a shot. This time, it's a 'Funtime Freddy story'! My original animatronics may be added later on in the story if I run out of ideas. This does NOT go along with Sister Location (Sometimes) and is mostly based off of fan-made ideas [Some of mine included]. If you do not like the genders I've given the animatronics, then go away - don't complain about it. Please. May include foul language. You have been warned... Funtime Freddy (Freddy for short) has always struggled with his sanity. He keeps seeing figures, things, and such going in and out of the room. BonBon, on the other hand (No pun intended), does not see them. Freddy has never been outside the Breaker Room and is not even aware of the other aninatronic's existence. That's the way it's always been. That was until BonBon had enough of his insanity and paranoia that he decided to find someone else to deal with him. Someone else. Someone equally crazy. But, preferably, not as paranoid. Edit; Just so I don't have the possibility of being sued or something; NO, I don't own the FNaF characters, they belong to Scott. YES, the cover is mine. I made it on Book Covers, which Wattpad had recommended to me for covers.

A story based around the idea that Virgil's Darkside was paranoia. Paranoia is heavily misunderstood and Virgil is struggling after DWIT. How will the two cope and how will the others react. [MAJOR ANGST WARNING]-honestly what else would you expect after reading the above description. [NO ART IS MINE] link to original post- https://erstwhilesky-art.tumblr.com/post/623134780614230016/draw-down-the-stars-and-tell-me-were-all-my