Spur Stories

So this is not a book completely. In class I just write down these micro skits and i thought, "Why not put these on wattpad?" So take a chance on my micro skits.....who knows they might turn into a book! You may interpret these stories any way you like!***************ENJOY!

Dreams of the same person, but never met? Weird things? And a off balance romance? Join Anna and her sidekick, Lily, in a crazy story of craziness, silliness, and mysterious. And what happens when a prank goes... somewhat strange..

spur /sp*:/ noun A thing that promotes or encourage someone;an incentive

Make sure you know the complete best story of the game "Cave Story" before you read this! Quote is worrying about Sue. A lot. After Ballos was defeated, he had no idea where she was. But he intended to find out. Join Quote, Curly, and Balrog as they search for Sue on a weird toaster-lunchbox thing! (p.s. the chapters are short, but that's because I posted them almost daily.)

Jasper Axel is a wolf shifter who is capable of having two lovers or two mates. What happens when his first love Sepia a Mage who can control and manipulate fire suddenly dies and Jasper is left to get over the death of his love? But also finds another. Who he truly loves.

It's 1988, and the world is about to change for a group of high schoolers in Yarrow Hill, Seattle due to the anomaly that is the Spur

My father brought out his long glinting sword and plunged it into my mothers stomach. It seemed the second time was more painful than the first. It was like the reassurance that nothing was okay. That my mother really does die, that my father really is the bastard I know him to be. There's no escaping my future anymore. Growing up is the only way out. I pushed Mrs. Havisham away from me and fought out of Damon's iron grip. I stalked towardsmy father and his evil, hysterical grin. He opened his arms as if to hug me. I raised my sword and plunged it deep into his stomach. His face turned from a grin to shock and he looked down at his stomach to find the sword I was still holding implanted in his flesh. He looked back up at me and I pulled the sword out sharply, mercilessly. His face turned into a sick grimace which made waves of horror pass through my body. He fell to the ground just in front of my mother. A single tear ran down my cheek. I looked down at my mother and father, both dead, at my hand. Both bleeding because of a stupid peice of silver. Fighting. Fighting for freedom, for her life and for her friends. Fighting is all Jessica can do anymore because if she doesn't fight, her life with slowly crumble around her. Jessica was an ordinary girl until she came to Dean House but then again I suppose irony is sweet. She found she was a witch and a powerful one at that. She finds she has to bring down her father no matter what it costs, an arm, a leg, a life, even when it's her own mothers she can never stop. Fighting is the only things he knows now and a fighter she is.

Writings on trivial and spontaneous occurrences. Feelings and whatnot.

Ein Jäger verfolgt die Spur seiner ungewöhnlichen Beute durch den schneebedeckten Wald.

One shot drabbles and stories written in the spur of the moment; in the light of the emotion and with full hopes that one day, she will get the love she ever so grandly deserves.

My life, with random thoughts and drabbles mixed in.

Quick life prompts that are simple and obvious. Will write as many as possible. Stay tuned.

Imagines and short stories about the South Korean Tottenham player Son Heung Min. Feel free to PM me or comment if you have an idea for a story. Enjoy!

"Excuse me, miss! Miss! Are you okay?!" A voice cancelled out all the horrifying noises around her. She looks up to see and tall man looking down at her. His face was unknown as the lights made it difficult to see. He offers her his hand and they make their way out of the maze together.