Tdh Stories

COMPLETED. READ AT YOUR OWN RISK. FULL OF BAD SHITTY CLICHÉS AND ONE BAD SHITTY SMUT. I RECOMMEND YOU NOT TO READ DIS. Why did I even made dis? -.-

Once, I had asked the question "Who is Phil?" and many of you have wondered that since. This is his story. How he started off and, as many have asked, how he met Herobrine. What if I told you, that behind a hard, time worn face, there used to be a child? That that child used to live in the end, and have friends, and people who loved him. That he had a family at one point, and had others that loved him. years of training and serving in an army, he worked his way up. From down low, to up high, he would change and worry. People were torn away, and families broken. Because behind every small action you see, something bigger waits just underneath.

Truth or Dare or Hurt you can only choose once, when you're done accept your destiny, deal with it with your own. Once you choose Truth, and you already answer her questions you are now free and you have your own life, you can go back to your old life, and if you don't want to answer her questions you are now facing your own lava, Because she's not going to hesitate to bring your life on the right path and you will be able to find a peace that you wanted forever in your life. And DARE, if you choose dare and she told you what to do, do it without a hesitation because she won't hesitate to do, what she told you..... on yourself. Were here in the exciting part, if you want to pleasure your self then you need to choose HURT, get ready to taste blood if you're going to choose hurt, cry in so much pain deal with it, accept it whole heartedly because you choose what you wanted to do. ONCE AGAIN YOU ARE FREE TO CHOOSE WHAT YOU WANT, EITHER IT'S TRUTH, DARE OR NOT BUT THE LEAST THE EXCITING PART HURT, YOU ONLY HAVE ONE CHANCE TO PICK YOUR DESTINY AND IF YOU PICK ONE OF THEM" TIMES-UP" THERE'S NO TURNING BACK OR YOU'LL DIE. SHE SAID SHE WILL NEVER EVER CRIED FOR THE REST OF HER LIFE EVEN SHE'S IN PAIN BECAUSE NO ONE CAN REPLACE THE PAIN THAT SHE HAVE WHEN HER MOTHER DIED IN A BRUTAL WAY. WHAT IF SHE FOUND HER LOVE OF HER LIFE WILL SHE CRY FOR HIM, WILL SHE DO EVERYTHING FOR THAT GUY. CAN SHE, SACRIFICE HER LIFE FOR HIM.

Aislinn isn't quite the innocent one or the victim. She is the criminal. That is the reason why she is sent to the eccentric The Oakley School for Juvenile Delinquents. Mists and dark forests surrounding a mysterious castle-like structure - Yup, that's the new joint she's rocking, quite the reprieve from Ash's old, sleepy town. But every grandiose place doesn't mean queen-size living. Ash just might be meeting her destiny, the hard way. Because where death lurks, so does the grim reaper. And it might not always be on the wrong side. [Warning: Contains profanities and violence]

its a yn story

9 year old leah has to keep her and 11 month old kyliah have to survive zombies

A couple from two different worlds-bound by fate, yet divided by their differences. She is a girl who no longer believes in love, living in the shadows of her past scars. He is a boy who believes deeply in love, destined for a lavish life as a future politician. But how will destiny bring them together... and what will tear them apart?

Tu mami come coco ¡Oh si!

Kris no tiene una de las mejores vidas. No se entiende a sí misma, lo que la lleva a comportarse de forma agresiva. Después de numerosos encontronazos con la violencia, se encuentra con una última oportunidad en un colegio español, al que su tía lejana solía ir. Anteriormente ya fue echada de muchos otros colegios, pero tendrá que adaptarse y mantener a raya esa llama interna que la caracteriza, ya que la siguiente parada es un centro de menores, como ya especificó el juez. Allí conocerá a una persona que la cambiará la vida, y descubrirá muchas cosas de sí misma que no se esperará. ¿Conseguirá nuestra protagonista hacer vida normal, o acabará encarcelada?

Jordan is alike any other girl, finished high school with average grades, lived the same repetitive life and never did anything wrong. Her life was one word. Average. This is until she is suddenly kidnaped and taken to a foreign by a unknown man to live out the rest of her life. ------- Don't expect regular updates, I'm not going to promise anything. Don't know if I'll keep this up here long. And I know the book sounds rlly shit you're just gonna have to deal with it and try it out. I just suck at this shit.

"𝒘𝒆 𝒅𝒆𝒔𝒆𝒓𝒗𝒆𝒅 𝒍𝒐𝒏𝒈𝒆𝒓"

Damien Miles is speeding through life like Usaine Bolt. He spends all of his free time with mother nature, on walks in the woods near to where he lives. His parents died when only twelve, by getting brutally murdered by a man who wanted a big taste of revenge as his parents screwed alot of people over, so now he lives with his Aunt Silvia. Damien is a loner who doesn't even associate with his Aunt. He doesn't have any friends. Though used to have 2 best friends called Isaac and Jacob, but they abandoned him when his parents died as they thought he was scary for it. He doesn't have anyone that he'll let in, but all that is about to change when his old science partner, Karl, leaves school to move country, and he gets paired with the new girl.

Frases de este increíble cantante de Trap.

Slughorn's sixth year potions lesson certainly confirmed a lot of people's suspicions. Harry always slightly knew he loved Ginny after that. Beyond the scent of broomstick wood, under the sweetness of treacle tarts . . . There was a lulling, enchanting, slightly tangy aroma. Almost flowery . . . As for Hermione, apart from the crisp smell of new pages, and under the fresh wafts of mown grass, she can smell something strong and minty. Might it be . . . toothpaste? This is a fluffy, slightly-angsty Hinny and Romione fanfic about what happens after the war (in my opinion). CONTAINS SPOILERS FOR THE WHOLE SERIES, SO PLEASE READ AT YOUR OWN RISK. Eventually there will be their children's POV chapters, I'm working on it lol.

darkness, that's all it was. no little stop of light. not even the tiniest thing. Everything was black. she put her hand out and something pulled her up. "who are you?" the person demanded. "...Viktoriya."