Pariah Stories

"Hello" a creepy male voice spoke through the speaker. "I got another one for ya" Thomas spoke back. "What is this? Where are you taking me? Please I just want to find my mother" Timmy begged and begged, but Thomas wouldn't listen, he just kept driving. They passed by a big fountain, and finally stopped at a huge mansion. There were beefy men coming towards the car. "W-wait please please don't let them get me" Thomas didn't answer. "I'm sorry for being a bad boy just don't let them get me" he yelled with tears streaming down his face. "Please-" Thomas spoke in a broken voice "-don't make this harder than it already is" Thomas is a kidnapper, and his partner/boss is the one that sells the children off to rapist or abusive "parents". Hannah Mason is the one investigating the disappearences of the children along with an 18 year old named Jerry Smith who's a freshmen in college and a school pariah. Bethany Evergreen is a mother with a mental illness that causes her to treat her daughter like an inanimate object there to make her look good. This is all happening in one place, Rosemary Community. Will you open the golden gate?

Chicago PD fanfiction. "Nemo resideo - leave no man behind." That's what the Army had taught him. If only the team would live by those same principles. Jay-centric with lots of whump and angst. Episode-related following 1x11 "Turn the Light Off" with significant references to the Lonnie Rodiger case.

The transition is sometimes subtle.

After the war the remainder of the human race were separated in to tracts. The idea to take fear away and replace it with trust was the new form of "control". However, when the experiments from the past come back and refuse to submit. One girl can crack the vail and reveal the painful truth the world has been denying.

"How do I fall? I helped myself. How do I rise up? I demand infinite second helpings." An imagination of the ultimate outcast, Ar Rajim aka Iblis recounting his descend from Paradise.

The Dead Boy Detectives team up Kwaku Anansi & other heroes across the Anansiverse to take down allies to Amodus & the dark multiverse

Kristin moves to Amity with her obsessive ghost hunting parents, Jim, and Michelle Lite. They heard of the ghosts here and wanted to move. I had a accident when I was 10. I turned into a Halfa. Half ghost and half human. I heard of a boy named Danny Phantom saving the town and I want to be like him. Who knew shooting a mechanical ghost that was about to kill him, would make him want to try and find me. I wonder if he's a Halfa? Trailer on YouTube: Kristin Fright trailer.

Pariah; |pa-ri-ah| noun. An outcast. That's exactly what I was. An outcast. Ironically enough, Pariah is my name.

The carefree and tranquil Kaj Gaía lived her life getting soaked by the rain of love dancing. With a little sprinkle of sugar and a dash of spice, her life was as perfect that anyone could ever wish for. But apparently it only took a matter of seconds for her entire world to came crashing down. The lovely effects were long gone and only the nasty ones were left behind. And that's when she realized that she's running barefooted along the flames of the truth that was never meant to uncover in this Geniá Giatí. I DO NOT OWN THE PHOTO THAT I USED IN MY BOOK COVER. CREDITS TO THE RIGHTFUL OWNER.

I will be starting my trilogy "Beyond the Known" with the book Alone in a Crowd. "The world follows tracks that are driven into he ground by people who don't know the way." -Magnolia Stone Change must happen in the building that swallows the minds of the "civilized" human race. Technology is no longer technology. It is a burden. And no one sees it. Except, that is, Magnolia Stone, Aster Roland, and Anny Teal. Their sky is concrete. Their grass is grown beneath an artificial light hanging from the ceiling. Newverse is corrupt. From the moment children can grasp any idea, they are taught to fear the outside. To treat Newverse like loving arms, protecting them from the beyond. From the dangerous people-- Pariah-- that live to destroy our perfect city. But that can't be right. And these three best friends know it. What's really on the other side of those walls?

Short stories I thought of presented by my persona, The Modern Pariah, an outcast who travels town to town, city to city, in search of adventures, stories to have and tell, as well as just something to do. Like our storyteller, you must learn to not become attached as you just have to keep traveling.

In a world where everyone has abilities, everyone is the superhero with incredible powers and gifts - the city is divided in how gifted you really are. Kael O'Hara doesn't have the luxury of living in the rich part of town, instead, she resides in the lower-class district. Not only that, but she's apart of a rare gene pool called the Pariah's - the ones without abilities. Due to her defect, everyone treats her like the scum of the earth, the outcast. She spent the majority of her life in the shadows, that is, until a disease targeting people with abilities starts killing people off by the thousands. Everyone is at risk - everything but Kael. She's suddenly thrust into the role of hero, billions relying on her to put an end to the disease, but... after everything they've done to her, why should she save them?

A battle that was lost, a touch of reality, maybe.

A group of Pariahs are traveling through the desolate land of the future to find their missing group leader, Freak. This tribe of people travel in small groups of like-aged people and are able to communicate though the reading of minds, they are different then you and me, they can withstand radioactive levels we cannot, they are the strange ones that must be captured and controlled. They are abnormal