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New story idea. Read the first bit and let me know what you think and if I should continue with it. Temp Cover. Also on my Tumblr.

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The Diary Of Tommyinnit // drabbles of angst and fluff for C!Tommy

A small town just north of the Mojave Desert is home to your average hardworking people. It's a patch of green in a sea of sand, a picturesque suburbia, and home to our Heroes. While many in the town are average people, some families hunt with their children by moonlight, some share thoughts instead of words, and some never die. They're outsiders, and some of the few that could save their town from the peril that hunts in void.

Tyron Rush, 19 years of age. A normal young adult with soft hazel eyes and shoulder long, reddish-brown hair. He had broken up with his filthy rich, though unstable, girlfriend almost two months ago. As he no longer could leech of her money, he now has to work as a stripper at a gay bar. Darien Rey, 17 years of age. He was a socially awkward student with dark green eyes and short, light brown hair covering his eyes and freckles all over his face. Two of his friends, Claire and Jaden, had forced him to go on a gay bar to finally lose his virginity. Maci Myers, 19 years of age. She was a rich girl, her dad had handed down his candy company as well as that she designed clothes on her free time. She had long black hair as well as dark blue eyes and was very skinny. Her boyfriend had just left him, but she wouldn't let him go so easily.

Spirit? Was he a spirit? His soul had been damned for so long he himself wasn't even sure. But he had to warn her. Warn her so she could warn the world of the illusion they had been tricked in believing. So he waited for the right time, but he feared time was running out. But what did he know? Human years passed far slower than those in "Hell." He hated that name. Hell. His home for longer than he could remember. He hadn't given the spirit realm a name. But his dear old friend had different plans. A friend who named his home Hell because it was the opposite of Heaven. Heaven, the illusion they were all tricked to believe in. Heaven, the real Hell.

its in the title and this is my first RP book.....

"No men are born immaculate or sinned; We all are birthed in cries and blood, in pain and in joy. Yet my love, fated to be purely innocent since her birth, committed death as flames swarmed over her pale smile. And her sister, birthed to sin and stain my love, smeared her blood on my lover's hands as she let out her destinated final breath. In the end, we all are Immaculate Sinners."

A girl and her two brothes are not normal children, join me, as I tell you the story of some old friends of mine...... I DO NOT OWN NICO DI ANGELO, PERSEUS JACKSON, ANNABETH CHASE, OR ANY OF THE OTHER RICK RIORDAN CHARACTERS THAT ARE MENTIONED. MELMA IS A OC OF MY BEST FRIEND WHO I WANTED TO PUT IN THIS SINCE SHE'S THE ONE WHO ENCOURAGED ME TO CREATE THIS. (Thanks bean :3) enjoy my lovlies

Mate, mating, love, sex, guyxguy, alphaxhuman, romance, other dimensions, original characters, possible violence THANK YOU FOR ALL THE SUPPORT! COMMENTS ARE MUCH APPRECIATED! <3 This story has all my original characters and ideas! PLEASE ASK BEFORE USING!

A letter to my ___

Fred has been reborn and has a new adventure. But his adventure is different from other adventures this time it's his life.

This was an inspiration from an old thought i had about creating an undertale au. The story take place long befor frisk fell in the underground. In my au, this takes place in the underground, in the pov of a monster named Neo. Neo was said to be the strongest monster alive, and the only monster to successfully use Determination without dying. Neo is related to the 3 skeletons found in Undertale. This was only an idea so please dont lash out at me. This is my first story and, thanks to a very good friend of mine, i was able to not be shy and write my mind. I do not own Undertale or any of its own characters, i just own mine. So to those who are reading this, thank you for your time. It means alot. All the art in this story is indeed mine unless i say otherwise, so please dont steal it.

sen·tient ˈsen(t)SH(ē)ənt/ adjective able to perceive or feel things. "she had been instructed from birth in the equality of all sentient life forms" synonyms: (capable of) feeling, living, live; conscious, aware, responsive, reactive "any sentient creature should have the good sense to avoid something so dangerous"

Tom Hiddleston, a professor in university, single. Have a peaceful but dull life. Chris Hemsworth, a staff in the public library and coach in the gym. In relationship. A short, sweet story in normal au. *Real OOC* *I respect all relationship of the characters; this fanfic is a practice and a hope of parallel reality...*

A shameless alpha/omega story cause I had this one scene in my head for ages. There's gonna be a lot of twisted stuff in here so if you're of a tender heart, look away child.

The title basically says it all. Most of my stories tend to have dark and depressing things but I write humor sometimes too. The best time to read this is probably when you've got like 5 minutes of free time or something. Meh.

The Archives exists in an independent and isolated pocket dimension, this is the home and/or base of The Archivists who are often the informants and main sources of information to Monster Hunters.