Spector Stories

"Who are you?" I asked Shadye and Allen. They stared at the ground and ignored my questions. I scowled and blinked the tears out from my eyes. "Do you really want to know?" Allen asked and pulled out the feathers from his hand. He looked up to me and slowly black tattoos started appearing on his face, moving down towards his neck and chest. My eyes widen in fear and wonder. What was happening? He opened his eyes to reveal bright red instead of golden. "I am no longer the Allen you used to know." he said in a strange voice that I know of very long ago when I didn't questioned who I was. Emigda Rosario almost lost her life in January but someone came to her rescue. It turns out that the boy, Shadye Dragonir, that saved that day is holding dark secrets about himself-even her too. After seeing the man from that day after school and in her window, she thinks she's losing her mind. Shadye finally starts to talk about his secret until the man appears before him and holds a knife to his throat demanding Emigda to help him. That's when things head south. Shadye starts to breath fire and scales appear on his skin and the man's mask gets removed to see a face she knew a long time ago. Who is this mysterious person and why does he want Emigda's help?

Bharat, the King, ages ago built a magnanimous temple for the Sun God in a village called Bargath. This just wasn't a temple but was a place with many secrets to it. As generations passed the secrets of the temple lied only in the hands of one old priest, Kapil. Julia, a hiker from England, who lands up in Bargath starts exploring and finds out the curse that has fallen upon Bargath. Will Kapil spill the long known secrets of the temple and help Julia and the villagers end this curse? This is an experience narrated by Julia, an English hiker who reads about the place in a book written by her grandfather, a former Governor of the British ruled India.

Alia Mostafa served as the God Anubis' Avatar and when her path crosses with the Avatars of Khonshu, everything changed. MOON KNIGHT FANFICTION - ALL RIGHTS TO DISNEY AND MARVEL MARC SPECTOR / STEVEN GRANT X FEM!OC

Alain has a dream of becoming a hunter but has to worry about other monsters that are giving hunters a problem. I don't own RWBY or Kamen Rider all rights go to respective owners

Poetry published May 2012- May 2013 (Written 2003-2013) Dedicated to my sister, those who followed in Viper's footsteps, and America.

*******ONGOING******* When Moon Knight and Captain Marvel get together once a month for coffee, it's usually to keep each other up to date on how they are coping with their traumas and mental illnesses. Carol is an abuse survivor, and Marc has dissociative identity disorder. These present special challenges to living their superheroic lives, and they have to stick up for each other, because nobody else will. Tonight is different. Marc asks Carol for a favor. What could possibly be wrong with the Moon?

A battle of wits. Will it lead to a battle for work, friends, life or even love? Harvey Spector meet his match when he comes up against a tough female lawyer working at a rival firm. Sparks fly in more ways than one.

i know this poem isn`t my best but i`ve been having writers block for a while and this the best i can do at the moment.

Held captive in the dark, he longs to eat but all that is offered is that which crawls in the shadows, beasts of filth and disease. Can he escape his tormentor and feast on real food again? Is he doomed to spend his days and nights under the fire of its red eyes?

HI I AM WRITING NOTES AS A SIDE PROJECT, I WILL PROBABLY GO BACK LATER TO ADD MORE DETAIL. THE STORY IS ABOUT TWO TWINS WHO LIVE IN A THEATRE AND A MYSTERIOUS PERSON WHO LEAVES LITTLE NOTES TO EACH OF THEM, WHILST ONE OF THEM GETS CUTE AND LOVING NOTES, THE OTHER IS BOMBARDED WITH ABUSE. CAN THE SISTERS FIND OUT WHO IN THE THEATRE IS LEAVING THE NOTES? THEY BETTER HURRY. BECAUSE THE SPECTOR WILL ONLY WRITE THEM EACH SIX NOTES BEFORE IT STRIKES." He turned slowly, those cold, dead eyes unfocused. "Ya might think you are doin what's right doll, but in the end, we are all judged for the things we do. And I'll 'appily wave ya of as ya are flung into the pits." He breathed in shakily. His trembling voice was cracking, but growing in volume. "Compared to ya sister. Ya are nothing!"

So i heard cuphead was a really Lit game so my sister and i watched the whole 11 episode run through by Jacksepticeye in basically a day, We fell in love with it immediately and i found out, that my favorite artist in the world, Suspicious Spirit on tumbler (Amazing person go follow them now) draws fan art of it too, so i pushed everything aside and decided to make a lil' old book, containing memes, head cannons, comics, fan art, etc. now enjoy this book me bros

Read the title man.

❝...𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘺 𝘣𝘦𝘭𝘪𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘥 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘯𝘦𝘦𝘥𝘦𝘥 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘩𝘦𝘢𝘳𝘵 𝘵𝘰 𝘣𝘦 𝘫𝘶𝘥𝘨𝘦𝘥 𝘪𝘯 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘜𝘯𝘥𝘦𝘳𝘸𝘰𝘳𝘭𝘥, 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘰𝘯𝘭𝘺 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘸𝘰𝘳𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘦𝘴𝘵 𝘸𝘰𝘶𝘭𝘥 𝘣𝘦 𝘢𝘭𝘭𝘰𝘸𝘦𝘥 𝘵𝘰 𝘱𝘢𝘴𝘴 𝘵𝘩𝘳𝘰𝘶𝘨𝘩 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘍𝘪𝘦𝘭𝘥 𝘰𝘧 𝘙𝘦𝘦𝘥𝘴❞ 𝗪𝗲𝗹𝗹 𝗜 𝗯𝗮𝗹𝗮𝗻𝗰𝗲𝗱 𝘁𝗵𝗲𝘀𝗲 𝗶𝗻𝗰𝗼𝗿𝗿𝗲𝗰𝘁 𝗾𝘂𝗼𝘁𝗲𝘀 𝗮𝗻𝗱 𝘁𝗵𝗲𝘆 𝘁𝘂𝗿𝗻𝗲𝗱 𝗼𝘂𝘁 𝘁𝗼 𝗯𝗲 𝘄𝗼𝗿𝘁𝗵𝘆 𝗲𝗻𝗼𝘂𝗴𝗵 𝘁𝗼 𝗿𝗲𝗮𝗱, 𝘀𝗼 𝗹𝗲𝘁'𝘀 𝗴𝗲𝘁 𝘁𝗵𝗶𝘀 𝗽𝗮𝗿𝘁𝘆 𝘀𝘁𝗮𝗿𝘁𝗲𝗱! :𝗗