Presenttense Stories

You walk into the dusty building. The midnight moon stops lighting up the room almost too quickly There are visible footprints; to be expected in such an old building. Something isn't right about them, though. - Disclaimer: there are triggers in here; I'm not listing them. Some major ones are blood, but that's all I'm putting down, sorry. Be careful. Goes without saying anywhere, really, but be careful. Cover credit: moi, be proud. /j

Multi-POV Science Fantasy Young Adult Novel In a city protected by a large wall, five teens hone their magic and fighting skills to take on their worst enemy. Little do they know the undead, flesh-hungry mutants aren't the only things threatening their lives. Together, they must overcome their own internal battles to save the city.

They make the remainder of the ride in utter silence-and limp be damned-she refuses his help out of the fucking rig, because she doesn't need it. She's been a woman to him for less than an hour and he's already turning her into his fragile, marble Galatea. True to her namesake, Furiosa slams the door, making it obvious how up-the-ass this entire situation is for her. He waves her down uselessly. OR Jack and Furiosa meet under the aegis of three nights spent at the Bullet Farm.

She stands alone in the street, waiting, as he watches out his window. A heavy sadness overtakes them both.

They were trying to save me from myself. I wasn't sick, I was perfectly fine. I kept myself closed off for a reason, That's what I tried to tell them why but they didn't listen. They never listened.

Sixteen-year-old Sarah hasn't seen her sister Allie in nearly a decade thanks to a family feud she can hardly remember. But the world waits for no grudge; around the time of Sarah's birth, a race of aliens known as the tanta made first contact with Earth, launching humanity into a new star-faring age. Most people embrace tantic innovation, but Sarah isn't so sure. Growing up on her family's multi-generational dairy farm, she's learned nothing can replace blood and tradition. Personal crisis meets global catastrophe as Allie pays her family a surprise visit on Christmas Eve. Can they bridge the distance between them before it's too late? The Floating Cradle is a novella of 26,000 words. Featured on the @WattpadExplorer "Hidden Gems" reading list! Featured on the @StoriesUndiscovered "Go Beyond Space" reading list!

Once upon a time, I became yours and you became mine. And we stayed & lived together through the laughter and the tears because that's what they call Happily Ever After. Once upon a time you went to Heaven, and I stayed behind. ♣♣♣ ☼CITY LIGHTS REWRITE☼ 3b&4 Disclaimer timey wimey. Teen Wolf fanfic, I don't own anything.

A little story about a girl who woke up in the wrong body and she needs to get back to her own

Alright yes, these are one-shots, I do take requests but only Angst or Fluff, no Smut. These are strictly for the Mikaelson family, Aka Esther, Mikael, Dahlia, Freya, Finn, Elijah, Niklaus, Kol, Rebekah, Henrik, and Hope. I didn't include the Mikaelsons partners due to me not being able to write romance.

My NaNo novel. Three kids, each with totally different family stories, all find themselves lost and desperate on the streets. They've lost everything. Now they have to find it again, in each other. (Cover is temporary).

Enter a world where beings of tales and folklore come to life, as young Derrick Conrad struggles to fit in with his mother's Native American tribe but then discovers a way to win the tribes' trust and admiration through an ancient legend. He will make his way through physical trials, racial prejudices, and supernatural forces to prove his worth, but at what cost, is it too much of a gamble? Give praise if you really feel like it deserves it. Remember to give it a star if you like it.

When Kodiak Graham is snatched from his cozy town of Holwell and dropped off hundreds of miles away from his home, Kodiak has to make due with what he is given, or die trying to get back home.

Sam Servitch appears a normal 15 year old boy in a normal school. He has normal friends and normal peers at school. However, his outsides are just a distraction from the hell of his mind. On a normal Friday at school, Sam carries a weapon into his school and plans to wreak havoc and suffering. He not only torments his peers, but unleashes upon the reader his full philosophy and reason for committing such heinous acts.

A young man attempts to get his revenge on the Crusader.

You and your best friend, Louis Partridge, go to a party where you meet the button that is Niall Horan. It's love at first sight. This is your story.

"Clerics have-not power over life and death," Lucy says, "but a special hand in it." Her gaze drops to her palms, tracing a lengthy life line that was once and could again be a lie. "How do we know when to exercise that guidance?" She can feel Yolanda's eyes on her, sympathetic and sorrowful, but she dares not look up. "We don't." Yolanda's voice is soft. "But I believe it is not always a cleric's responsibility to know. It is simply our responsibility to try." (Or: Forgiveness is about the journey, not the destination. And in the aftermath of Kipperlilly's death, Lucy Frostblade reaches for the divine.)

Katara hates the quiet. That's why she talks to him. (Written for Day 6 of Kataang Week 2022: Quiet Moments/Healing Techniques, hosted by @ kataang-week on Tumblr.)

After a horrible day of spilling purple Powerade on the headboy, falling down stairs, breaking an arm and overdosing on soppy romance movies and novels, Eva is set on making her life as unpredictably extravagant as possible. Classical simplicity with a hint of unreserved spontaneity is the way to go. Right?