Sickening Stories

In a cold, dark universe ravaged by war... life awakens. But innocence is twisted into a grotesque, merciless force-a monster bred to devour its enemies. He was forged for battle, hardwired for violence, and taught only cruelty. Yet in the shadows of his war-torn world, a fragile, young being may hold the power to awaken something he never knew he could be: gentle, caring, human. Can a soldier bred for blood learn to protect rather than destroy-or is he destined to remain a weapon, lost to the darkness forever?

Loved investigating my patients, but sometime going too deep makes your life hell.

Rina Sinclair was the outcast . People did not like her and she did not like them. Her dad is the CEO of his company which made her have a lot of enemies. For example Brittany Reynolds the daughter of her fathers biggest rivals .But Rina was not alone because she had her best friend Ciara . Brittany made it her life's mission to make Rina's life a living hell .Another reason was because she was the smartest in her class.

sickening, a poem by me.

tell me what am I supposed to do what am I suppose to be I have nothing I am nothing I bring hate war death anger strife and main more bad things but I'll tell you tales of my Grousome experiences and how I fell all my life like I said no love just me killing and killing.

As he kneeled down I felt the pain in my eyes I had known all along that this one guy I loved touched my cheek to tell me he ....

High school is a place where you make friends, have fun, and have relationships. Maybe the first two but the third one? Heck no!

These poems are mostly unrelated, but they are original.

A cancerous love that bloomed

What happens when the person you trust the most. The person you will destroy the world for The person you die for. Stabs you in the back. And your bone Stain red. This is. Red Bones. •|This my first book I ever wrote on here. It may not be the best, since this is my first time writing. I was in courgettes to put this book on Wattpad. From family to friends. They suggested that I put this book out. I wrote many short stories from boredom. I show my stories to other. And they enjoy it.So I hope that anyone who comes a cross this book and reads it. Will enjoy it. Thank you|•

You really shouldn't read this.

An adorable sickfic sure to warm your heart!

FOR MATURE AUDIENCE ☍ "Remove your clothes" Flora ordered as I quickly fumbled with my torn dress, leaving me to shiver in nothing but my thin fabric underneath. I watched her make a twirl with her finger as I forcefully tapped my feet all the way around, stopping once I was completely faced the other way. More instantly than expected, a snapped echoed throughout the air along with my cries, and I dropped down to my bruised knees. Another snap! echoed throughout the room as the rough rope continued to gradually create friction with my pale skin. "Why must you always be so-" another whip clashed against my back "damn" my skin fizzled with the pain of the third hit, "stubborn" Flora said, whipping me for the forth time. Instantly I looked up, horrified as I saw her raise the rope once more, ready to hit me. "Please" I yelped, stoping her with my sour tone. "Please stop" I sobbed. *** Book Riddle: I do the speak of compact, I do not speak by heart. This story, sings from the brittle bone of a prince, a newly wed. I see red, I see blue, I see white stripes in a stabbing duel. When the king falls, he will rise. London's head cracks open, and their necks gush out sticky dyed goo. He is evil, so he is, but nothing can escape, the toxic sensation within.

This is a short story about a zombie apocalypse, and the immune who have found a way to survive. " I looked out at the dying land with a sense of dread. My heart and mind felt heavy. There was nothing living within a ten mile radius of the city. The infected the travelers brought in made sure of it. No plants, no wild animals, and no running water anywhere close. There was nothing that could survive, well almost nothing. Everyone within the city limits was immune. Their white hair and blue eyes marked them as mutated humans. Even the pets had been made immune. Immunity wasn't easy to come by, 80% died during the transition. But it was an easy choice to make, you were more likely to die of starvation, dehydration, murder, or being infected, outside the city limits. You were denied access to the city if you choose to not take the cure. If you died during the transition, your body didn't go to waste: it was used as bait to lure in more infected. Lauren, the only known survivor of the bite wanted to fix our broken world. So we collected those who had been lost, leading them back to the city. Burning the bodies in the center, ridding the world of more and more of the sick. It was tiring work, but it had to be done if things were to return to some sense of normalcy."

A girl that wants to die because she is sick in the head and thinks that nobody cares about her

Blurb: A boy constantly has nightmares about having a twin sister. He'sn the bad one in his dreams and finds it creepy after the 12th time this month, however there is more to this dream than just a thought in the night. What happens when a wicked witch approaches? Confusion mixes his mind and accusations are made based on his dream. Among all people why is this his fate?

Maddie and Emilie to best friend you're going to college for the first time to pursue the career paths the girls soon move into the dorms and meet new people all is well until a nasty virus takes over!

A short poem or excerpt about a girl getting her own room after doing something she realized had an unknown bonus he didn't realize until later. WARNING: A bit dark. Copyright © 2016