Room Stories

"That's odd," Finley finally spoke as they arrived at the wall where they found the door last Christmas. "Shouldn't there be a door here?" She asked Draco who only smiled at her. "That's where you're wrong Evans, what we found last Christmas was the room of requirement." "Room of what?" "Room of requirement," he motioned for her to close her eyes. "But-" "Evans shut up!" Draco playfully snapped at her. He grabbed hold of her hand, "Now imagine a room where we can enjoy lunch, somewhere relaxing and..." he paused. "And?" "Sunny, imagine a room where it's always sunny." Finley smiled, "You Git, if you wanted Sunny then we should've gone to the greenhouses," she giggled. Draco smiled brightly at her reaction and thought she was prettier when she was smiling. "Now where would be the fun in that?" "Draco!" ~ ~ ~ I don't own Harry Potter, all characters and book scenes, except for my plot and characters, belong to JK Rowling. Some parts of my story won't necessarily follow the sequence in Harry Potter. Complete- April 1, 2022

Ever curious about what's behind the life of the author, how he created all his books, how deleted scenes and stories happened, personal secrets and stuff? Might as well meet him virtually to be able to know more about him and his point of view. Additionally, the author would also like to publish lost chapters from his deleted works. As you navigate the life of the author, may you learn something from him and may you be able to keep whatever words you have for him. Moreover, some of the works here will be in Taglish and English. Thank you so much and enjoy reading.

Basically where I let out my random energy and things I would like the world to know. CAUTION: Too many intakes of random jokes may result in LAUGHTER :D

In Phantom City, supernaturals are allowed to gain power and create an army, grab a piece of land wherever they wish as long as they are within the city's range. However, this city has one law: Never, ever force a human to change their form. Guide them to it. Let them gain a taste for it. Make them want it. Make them feel part of that supernatural world. A young girl named Sara was born and raised in this city. Seeing the supernaturals and humans being able to work together, live together peacefully as they gain their power and army, grabbing whatever land they can get. However, somewhere in the city, there's someone, something that wants to distribute that peace.

A/N: For the ones who already started reading this a long time ago/around the time when this was published, I suggest you read again from Chapter 1. A bunch of things had been changed and more lore has been added. I rewrote and added more to the story 'cause it felt like there wasn't much originality. Thank you! A hotel, full of lurking entities. And someone who somehow woke up inside it, with no idea how they got there. Their only choice is to keep going-wandering deeper into weird, eerie hallways and, eventually, down into the creepy mines below. Along the way, they'll run into strange creatures, some more helpful than others, and slowly start piecing together what's actually going on. Every room holds something new. And not all of it wants them alive. Follow and like for more stories/chapters! YAY! 2.8k + READS??!?!?!!! THANK YOU FOR SOOOOO MANY READS! I APPRECIATE IT!!!!! (CREDITS) (Credits to the Roblox game, Doors, by LSPLASH.) (Story picture credits from Pinterest.) (Story picture screenshot credits to the people who posted the videos on YouTube.)

Camryn Wells wasn't trying to rebuild her life so much as outrun the version of it that nearly destroyed her. After a year and a half off the grid, nursing wounds no one could see and some that still ached like hell, she's back in Pittsburgh. Sort of. She's here for Gwen, the woman who adopted her, who's now fading into early-onset dementia. She's on night shift, working trauma at PTMC, trying to remember the nurse she used to be-and to convince her small army of overprotective siblings that she's fine now. That she's not the broken girl they saw in that hospital bed in Boston. Camryn is sunshine incarnate: bright-eyed, too kind, stubbornly hopeful, and despite everything, still believes in second chances. What she didn't plan on? Her new next-door neighbor just happens to be the gruff, quiet, unflinchingly calm ED attending who runs her shift with surgical precision... and dry quips that cut sharper than a scalpel. Dr. Jack Abbot doesn't do distractions. Not from interns. Not from administration. And definitely not from the impossibly cheerful nurse who crash-landed into his backyard and, somehow, into his life. Guarded, fiercely competent, and more at ease in chaos than comfort, Jack prefers solitude-until Camryn. With her pastel mugs, man-hating cat, and maddening habit of calling him out with a smile, she worms her way into every corner of his neatly boxed-off world. She's not what he expected. And he's exactly what she wasn't ready for. But on the night shift, where everything broken comes through the door eventually, maybe they'll both learn healing doesn't always look like what you thought.

At Wimbledon's Centre Court, a legendary commentator collapses mid-broadcast, leaving the BBC reeling and the booth sealed. With rivalries simmering and careers on the line, novelist Liz Denby is drawn into a deadly locked-room mystery where every gesture, word, and silence could be the killer's winning shot.

Memories are an amazing thing...

{SUPERNATURAL FANFIC} When Sam Winchester was 6 months old, The Yellow-Eyed Demon didn't just bleed into his mouth; he took him from his family. Cut to 15 years later, his father is still obsessed with finding Sammy, and has brought his eldest son, Dean, along for the ride. Along the way, they make a shocking discovery. Is Sam even human anymore? Can he be saved?

#3 in horror. What seems like a beautiful hotel from outside has got a deep, dark hidden secret in its walls. No one enters Room No. 303. But one day the lock to the room is opened and what happened next was something horrible. All rights reserved©

WARNING: THIS STORY IS LITERALLY CRAP, AND ITS NOT EVEN POETIC LIKE ITS SUPPOSED TO BE. I MIGHT EDIT IT BUT I'M TOO LAZY TO DO THAT RN. I LOVE ALL THE FANS OF THIS STORY *virtual hug* AND SHOUT OUT TO EVERYONE WHO GOT IT TO 1K READS ILY BYE ♥♥♥ NOTE: This story is MOSTLY written in a poem-like form. "You promise?" I whisper. "Absolutely." he replied, and I couldn't have been happier. ab·so·lute·ly ˌ absəˈlo͞otlē/ adverb 1. with no qualification, restriction, or limitation; totally. "she trusted him absolutely" synonyms: completely, totally, utterly, perfectly, entirely, wholly, fully, quite, thoroughly, unreservedly; More Absolutely is just a word. It doesn't have to mean anything. тσ мє ιт мєαηт тнє ωσяℓ∂ BЦƬ I DӨП'Ƭ ƬΉIПΚ IƬ MΣΛПƬ ƬΉΣ ƧΛMΣ ƬΉIПG ƬӨ ΉIM... Meet Mia. Aka queen of messing her own life up, and everyone's. With her new school, new dad, and new job, Mia grows troubled. She doesn't really know how to make friends, but sure knows was it's like to be alone. But then there's Terrance. Who wants to make sure she's not alone.

╭────────── ♱ · 𓆩🤍𓆪 · ♱ ─╮ "𝖯𝗈𝗋𝗊𝗎𝖾 𝗇𝗈𝗌 𝗌𝗈𝗇𝗁𝗈𝗌 𝖾𝗇𝗍𝗋𝖺𝗆𝗈𝗌 𝖾𝗆 𝗎𝗆 𝗆𝗎𝗇𝖽𝗈 𝗂𝗇𝗍𝖾𝗂𝗋𝖺𝗆𝖾𝗇𝗍𝖾 𝗇𝗈𝗌𝗌𝗈. 𝖣𝖾𝗂𝗑𝖾-𝗈 𝗆𝖾𝗋𝗀𝗎𝗅𝗁𝖺𝗋 𝗇𝗈 𝗈𝖼𝖾𝖺𝗇𝗈 𝗆𝖺𝗂𝗌 𝗉𝗋𝗈𝖿𝗎𝗇𝖽𝗈 𝗈𝗎 𝖿𝗅𝗎𝗍𝗎𝖺𝗋 𝗇𝖺 𝗇𝗎𝗏𝖾𝗆 𝗆𝖺𝗂𝗌 𝖺𝗅𝗍𝖺." ╰─ ♱ · 𓆩🤍𓆪 · ♱ ──────────╯ 𝓦ᥱꙆᥴoຕᥱ ★ 𝑚𝑦 𝑠𝑐𝑟𝑖𝑝𝑡 ༉‧₊˚✧ Esse script é sobre minha waiting room, um lugar tranquilo e paradisíaco em que só existe eu e minha doguinha. Aqui eu relaxo das minhas dr's sem precisar voltar para minha cr, é um lugar seguro para cuidar da mente e da alma. Tenha uma boa leitura, espero que gostem e fiquem a vontade para se inspirar e comentar. 🌊 ☀️ ( ★ ) Créditos: starwori ( wattpad ) mgtullips ( wattpad )

Danielle and Jordan had been friends for a couple of years now. They know almost everything about eachother, but then things start to change. Danielle starts to feel differently about her bestfriend, and things start to complicate her life. Jordan and Danielle's friendship is tested, and niether knows what to do.

[COMPLETED] My first collection of poetry. There are 50 poems: I hope you enjoy it. It was the story of my life. Is it the story of yours? Cᴏᴘʏʀɪɢʜᴛ © 2013 - InkButterfly

There comes a time in your life when you realize you don't wanna be with anyone else. Even though you've been through all the fights, the negativity, the mistakes, and even the pain, it doesn't matter because that one person means more to you than anything in this world Reece Mathewson just so happened to be Blake Ellingsons person.

Charles Myers. Not a very popular kid. Gets bullied at school. Has no friends. But when Charles realises life doesn't have to be like this online, things get out of hand, and he will soon find out that the person he cyber-bullies is his real life bully... I hope you enjoy this story! <3 x

Blake is a teenage runaway who finds a job at a haunted motel in the middle nowhere. In each room someone has either been murdered, or has committed suicide. As the new maid she is cleaning up murders scenes, interacting with vengeful spirits, and her only friend is the young owner of the motel from hell.

A night at the Malfoy Manner and a new out-look on life backfires on Hermione Granger. As she finally heads back for her final year at Hogwarts, Hermione starts noticing the change in Malfoy and the sudden intentions she begins to have thanks to life's new out lit but as her feelings deepen can she keep hold of the Slytherin Prince? Or might there be more to fear then she knew? Somehow, the forbidden causes Hermione to witness a new world of danger and her Slytherin enemys seem more tuned to it then ever. But does Malfoy feel the same for Hermione? Or was it all just True Slytherin Intentions? Can he cope with the danger that has just broke lose from Azkaban? Can he keep away for her sake? Maybe Hermiones just caused a whole world of hurt to unfold before her eyes.

Y/n has a dog and is living downstairs, their dog likes to sleep in their room but would sometimes like to stand by y/n's door trying to get out to get water, food, or wanting to go outside to go the bathroom, but what happens when the dog didn't want to go outside for those things? And when y/n hears their dog barking at a dark basement?

Vivienne Denmark was famous for her intelligence in making poetries,books and novels.One night she had a little bit too much fun and decided to enter a hotel...