Trillers mga kuwento

Guys I was locked out of my old account so now I'll be writing on this account I won't start over so you don't need to panic I'm sorry guys im trying to get my account back but I can't! - Author Chan Kokoro ❤️ Your character: Your Y/N your artistic born in ahola (you were ever old enough to do the island changalle so you didn't) every thing was fine at galar but one call and a gift will change everything will milo be able to cure your broken lil' heart? Read to find out!

In a small quiet town, three teenage girls had passed away: April Brown, Alex Anderson and Sarah Flynn. They all committed suicide in the same town but on different times, in different ways and on different places and in different years... It was said these three obvious suicides didn't have anything to do with each other...Until their cases were reopened by detective Jordan McCarthy and his assistant Sam Andrews. Questions were asked and shocking answers were found. Is everything in this case just as easy as it seems or are there things they overlook? ~~~ Hey this is my girls book in English so my grammar is probably gonna be shit. Sorry.

When the invasion arrived, no one expected the creatures. Life was torn, and many were taken. Lucas, a young male, is determined to live. But he can only run for so long. The creatures catch up to him, and kidnap him. Will he live?

The life of tiana Williams is one hell of a ride.... read, laugh, cry, snort and enjoy.... Dedicated to everyone going through cancer, hard times, heart break and life in general.... This story is written, and edited by me(CELINA EBAN) not based on true stories but on imagination of the author above... Chapters might get shorter or longer along the line...

¿Quieres darle una imagen a tú libro? un tráiler es una gran idea. Si quieres uno pero no sabes cómo hacerlo, lee los requisitos y pide uno. ¿Que estás esperando?

"No one is who they pretend to be...they hide everything under their mask." They thought it was the right thing to do...to hide the truth,but little did they know it had big consequences.. They thought they can get away with all their actions. And now,they face their consequences... -------------------------- If you read and enjoy it I personally thank you for putting your time into reading my story I really appreciate that. The cover of the books and the story plot including the characters are made by me therefore I have all the rights to them. So no copying them or I will sue you!! I have all right to and you know that very well. Story written by Aras_5 Written: oct 2017 Published:Jan 2018 All rights reserved.

A man who was living an extravagant life together with is family and all of a sudden things change.

These people may be not real but have a deep story about why they went to jail.

On the day the college entrance exams ended,Yang Mo dreamed of a wailing infant. 　　In the dream,she stood before the decaying doors of an abandoned church,crimson light bleeding through the cracks like fresh wounds. 　　When she stumbled into that derelict chapel during her travels,the world froze as the bells tolled.Her eyes opened to Republican-era attire clinging to her body,arms cradling a newborn who hadn't yet learned to cry. 　　She never imagined this journey would unravel a half-buried sin-not escape,but excavation of decades-old darkness. 　　Chapter1 　　On the day the college entrance exams ended,Yang Mo slept twenty hours straight. 　　Transitioning between mental states never came easily to her,especially shifting from intense study to relaxation.So when her desk mate invited her on an adventure-a"summer photography tour"to a little-known southern town-she agreed.The destination boasted Western architecture,Japanese occupation relics,and a not-yet-commercialized"Haunted Church." 　　"They say you can hear children crying there at night,"her friend said,scrolling through Xiaohongshu photos."Perfect for beating the heat,right?" 　　Yang Mo shrugged.She just wanted to escape her familiar neighborhood and overbearing family,to wander alone photographing tree shadows,stone walls,and that decaying chapel.The church stood beside their refurbished hostel,its crumbling stone walls veined with ivy,more haunting under moonlight than daylight. 　　At dusk,drawn by the half-open back door,she slipped inside.The cold here felt different-not dampness,but the dry chill of aged paper and forgotten ashes.A cracked Madonna statue hung above the altar,one shattered glass eye weeping light. 　　Near a well's gaping mouth,something glinted-a vintage camera lens.When her fingers brushed it,a seismic boom reverberated through her skull.Darkness swallowed her.The last thing she saw was the Madonna's fractured eye pivoting to stare as she fell.

Jason is a 15 year old boy who lost his parents when he was a baby and now he has a new family. As he grew up he wanted to know more and more about his real parents. Will he get the knowledge he desired and wanted for along time? Well, the run is on!