Vermin Stories

It's killed or be killed. At least, it was. Since the new age humans and people of the birth world have been living in peace, the witches and humans have been getting along swimmingly and the vampires, shifters, and werewolves were allowed donors and territories. Not all are content, and well within reason. Hunter Redfern has been killed and Delios was leading the vampires now, but their old way of life was gone. Nobles are rising. This world will end in fangs, one way or another.

Nothing but filth.

The thrilling story of a young, large eared girl navigating the walls of her HIV-infested host's home.

Yes this is an xreader if you weren't sure! The reason why I decided to write this story is because I haven't seen many. There might be love interests but I will decide that once I get further into writing this story! I hope you guys enjoy it! (Description) Once upon a time, there was a gang called "The Warriors". They weren't really known until an incident happened between their gang leader, Cyrus. He was shot and killed by another gang called "The Rogues". The Warriors were then framed and has been running around the city from other gangs targeting them. Somewhere elsewhere, there were three girls walking around town to just let loose. (Name) being apart of the group, they all end up getting into some trouble with some random gangs which lead them to meet the mighty Warriors. (Name) who wanted nothing to do with violence, was still dragged into the mess anyway. What will happen next between her and her friends and the warriors? Find out now by reading my story!

This poem was published by The Violet Hour Press in November 2016. It's about a fellow who likes this date.

Comfort reader, since this dude has been through a lot Content warning Widowed, SA Comfort

A man named Ted becomes obsessed with his work and ends up killing his family. This is five pages long in Google Docs.

"Gimme your money!" he shouted, pointing a pistol at me. He had jumped out from behind some bushes. It was a dark winter evening. I was alone. Nobody was about. I was ten metres from the entrance to New Cross railway station, about to return home, having walked my girlfriend to her train after an evening together. Street lighting beyond the railway was abysmal. I jumped with surprise. It was my first mugging. It was my first year living in London. I was aware of the advice: hand over your wallet and do not argue. I knew the fate of Thomas Wayne.

Mini poem

Stupid poem I know. No one likes bugs, but c'mon. I'm doing a nature poetry marathon so I must include them!

Character info + Starters (I'm not sorry for the title)

I find it funny that when someone is gifted with a gift, people think that they are supposed to use that gift to do good, or bad. They love the gift given to them at first and someone close to them gives them the, “With great power comes great-” well you know the rest. Then they hurt someone they love or some odd conflict happens and they have to remember that their powers are supposed to be a privilege and such. Well not me. My gift is my curse. Seriously though, I hate my gift. How do you become gifted with something that is your greatest fear? And how do people expect you to be a Hero?

Ardinia Diamond has lost everything: her husband, her child, and her faith in the Goddess Jinnea. To find her daughter, she must give up her identity to become a spy for the military during the Vermin War. Can she survive and retain her sanity at the same time, or will one require the sacrifice of the other?

[Transformers OC fic] The twins weren't meant to get hurt.. no.. no it was meant to be a silly little prank.. he was just supposed to close the door, and Pest would get stuck for a little, he didn't think Vermin was training though.. he- he didn't know...

chermins a ship of cheesewiz and vermin and yes im working on a story all about them i just wanted to post my ideas for future shorts