Vicious Stories

4th installment of the Hazbin Hotel series Behind the scenes, the powerful trio - Vox, Valentino, and Velvette - begin tightening their grip on Hell. Vox, especially, senses a shift in Hell's balance and quietly prepares his own play for power. Meanwhile, Alastor's alliance with the hotel grows more complicated as his behavior shifts: still polite, still terrifying, but his schemes feel sharpened, more urgent. His sudden deal with Vox sends a shockwave through the power hierarchy. No one, not even Charlie or Vira, can fully understand why the Radio Demon would let himself get captured by one of his bitter technological rivals... Contains: Physical harm Blood & violence Death Sexual implications

3rd installment of the Hazbin Hotel series Centuries-old grudges, blurred memories, and unrelenting chaos collide in Hell. Vira, a warrior reborn from a shadowed past, struggles to piece together fragments of lives she can barely remember, while Alastor, the ever-charming and sadistic radio demon, balances his possessive instincts with his intricate schemes. As the Vee's unleash unhinged destruction across Hell, a mysterious newcomer emerges-stirring memories long buried and challenging the fragile stability of the hotel. Loyalties will be tested, past sins will resurface, and the echoes of old lives will reverberate with deadly consequences. Contains: Physical harm Blood & violence Death

Eli Ever is the new kid at school. At first you thought he was just another dumb popular jock but it turns out there's so much more to him. And maybe, just maybe, there might be something between you.

'And so it was decreed that each year, the Twelve districts of Panem, shall offer in tribute one young man and woman, between the ages of twelve and eighteen, to be trained in the art of survival and to be prepared to fight to their death.' Cato Hadley and Clove Kentwell are Distict 2 career tributes, but aren't like the others. They have a secret nobody else knows about, not even the hidden cameras around the arena. And that may just be the same facade Peeta Mellark and Katniss Everdeen claimed- that they are star-crossed lovers. Cato Hadley and Clove Kentwell have been waiting their whole lifes for their chance to participate in the Hunger Games, together. Clove throws knifes- she never misses. Cato is a sword handler- the best of them all. Do they have what it takes to win the Games and come back to their district as the victors of the 74th anual Hunger Games? Winning means fame and fortune. Loosing means certain death. The Hunger Games Have Begun...

"You fucking bastard!" I screamed as he slapped me mercilessly in the face. The excruciating pain from my trembling body was intolerable. He wanted this. A twisted game. A little fantasy he called it. He picked me. The devil himself did this, then fucked me simultaneously all over again. Me? I was part of it and liked it. How fucking sick was that?

Across unfathomable depths, a forgotten song has burrowed into my mind. For years it enthralled me, commanding me to paint its lyrics across the blank canvases around me. But behind the music is an ancient malice, seeking resurgence and change, without thought to its vessels. Beware upon reading this, for the Song of the Depths claims all who hear it.

She works in a downtown Chinese restaurant, her customers were always regulars and the occasional new ones were always kind passerbys. She was quiet, but in her job she became lively and helpful which always made the people want to return to see her soft genuine smile and hear the small talk of everchanging life. It was a dull evening until the door would suddenly open, the entrance bell clinking to reveal a man with shoulder length colorless hair, his eyes sharp and cutting as he would in return walk in to find his own seat in the back, a briefcase dangling by his side on his stride there once chosen. His shined shoes would click against the wood of the floor as most other customers would stop their eating just to glance at the sudden appearance of such a man. "I've never seen him before..." (Your name) would calmly note, her hands signing off some of the second copy receipts to legitimize it's return back to her behind the counter as a surprised gasp was heard next to her. "T-that's... they haven't came here in quite a while. Why...is there just one? No, I am sure he is here with more..." (Your name's) attention turned to her coworker, the old man fumbling in wiping the counter with the rag as his hand would accidentally brush a little too forward to hit an object. His eyes stood focused to the white haired male sitting calmly at a fairly large table now, the briefcase he brought in settled close to his leg as when (Your name) would then try to acquire more on the matter, the older man next to her would then usher her forward. "You must go, go go go, go take his drink and ask what is it he would like to order." Her eyes would lightly widen as the notepad for orders and a pen was then urged forward to her stomach by the man for her to take as she would then look back once to her erratic acting coworker. "He just looks like a regular busy man... What is his problem?" Start Date: June 7, 2021 End Date:

>>> ROSES ARE DEAD, VIOLETS WILL NEVER BE BLUE, YOU SHOULD RUN PROBABLY RUN BECAUSE I'M AFTER YOU. <<<

Imagine yourself waking up in a white room, like the crisp white paper I am writing on now. All the walls are white. There are no windows and only one door. This is what I wake up to every morning. It has been 6 months.

In the school of strange, deranged, and damaged our green friend salad was a transfer student from the UK. One if the staff take a liking to him and doesnt let it slip under the radar.

what would you do? when you feel so venomous about some peoples that you feel , want , need to kill them? ~ Meet Zyler Xavier ... Age 29 Olive Skin Tall Have Feelings But Venomous ~ Meet Lexi (Alexa) Smiths Age 18 (almost 19) Fair skin Height Average Bubbly Kind Caring Have Feelings But Loving °° Not So Cliché I guess but its Cliché Slow Updating And Welcome to my First Story! Still Working on it .... so keep up with me ❤

Every hero has their story. There's always a threat to be defeated. But the real question is, are they willing to rise up and fight evil at the darkest time? Or be crushed under the pressure. These are their stories. Draconia is one of the most powerful and feared lands in the continent. Made up of masters of dragon magic, dracoknights, and befriending dragons gave them their name. However, one dracomage gets greedy and is punished for it. He soon returns with the most powerful dragon in the land under his control to unleash revenge. Can a young draconian spearmaster learn dracomagic and befriend his own dragon to defeat the new threat? Or will he be torched and burned under the pressure.

In a world where supernatural beings exist, there was once a great battle between the supernaturals . Lucifer, the fallen angel, had convinced a large portion of the supernatural community to follow him in his quest to overthrow the supernatural world and take control of the universe. This rebellion caused huge bloodshed between the supernatural beings. Dragons and other mythical creatures fought against Lucifer and his followers. The battle was vicious Lucifer was sealed but was to come back in full force alongside with his followers and the vicious Draco The surviving creatures were forced to retreat back into secrecy, forming communities that the supernaturals exist. All waiting for the rise of the Emerald legend as Lucifer begins to make his way back. His plans to overthrow the supernatural world to reign supreme once again could spell doom for all supernatural beings. And they all await the unexpected.🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥

Violet Aldaine MB/S

When life gave Jane a tight space to breath, it made her angry, annoyed and out of control with emotional ups and down. Her continuous effort to get her mother's love and attention was not getting her anywhere. Down the lane she ended up in her mother's new household, where in between the chaos she met Jasmine - a woman Jane had innate attraction for and Arjun - a boy who have started to piqued her curiosity. When things seemed well and Jane was making a move to get stability that was much needed, the past bonds yet again started to pull her down into the deep dark well. How will Jane, fight for her freedom from all these emotional turmoil? Will everything turn into 'A happy Ending'? or the struggle will continue.....

In a world where sinister gangs terrorize locals on the street and run the roads by fear and intimidation; two prominent gangs stand out amongst the pack as the most sinister. Dons Galore and Wavy Nation are the most sinister, both based in London. The gangs commit crime after crime, murder after murder and neither gang is gonna back down. The unlikely happens when a male member and a female member from the opposing gangs fall in love but it could all end in turmoil if they are found out. DONS GALORE MEMBERS General Critical Major Rapid Sparks Element Whiz Pro WAVY NATION MEMBERS Starr Wonder Frenzy Noble Ideal Proper Fury Livid

Madelyn Brookes is an 18 year old college student from Los Angeles. She's well know in the City as her father, Mark Brookes, owns one of the most powerful and expensive companies in the City. Her mother,Catherine Brooke's, passed away when Madelyn was 6 years old. Madelyn wasn't close to her father and she was used to fending for herself most of the time since he was working all the time. Madelyn was very kind and appreciative to everyone she met and all the boys in her college were attracted to her, but what will happen when she goes out for the night and bumps into 26 year old Mateo, Don of the Italian Mafia? Mateo Russo is a heartless killer. The Don of the Italian Mafia. He is a rich and powerful Man who gets what he wants. His father, Marco Russo, passed away with his mother, Maria Russo, when Mateo was 16 years old. He wasn't fazed by their passing as he became the Don of the Mafia.

"Give me my pistola." "Bring back my roses." "What the fuck?" he looked at me in disbelief. "What?" I asked clutching the gun to point it at him, unangled. Screw me, I can't fucking hold a gun properly. "For a fucking roses?" He glared at me. My eyes widened. "You stepped on my roses! Roses are precious, idiot!" "And you stole my pistola! Guns are dangerous, muñeca!" he looked at me with rage in his eyes. I rolled my eyes at him. "Why do you have a gun anyway?" I asked. He cursed something in Spanish. What? "Just fucking give it!" He snapped at me. "Nope." I said popping the 'p'. He cursed "Want to do the hard way or easy way?" He glared at me while saying. I pretend to think deeply. "What about No way?" and that's when he slammed me against the wall. "Ouch! Can you do it in a nicer way?! You may be hot as hell, but your personality is cold as ice berg." I grumbled, pouting. I tried my slap him but he caught my hand put it above my head. What is this? Fanfiction stories? "Be careful who you deal with, muñeca." He whispered in my ear and grabbed the gun on my other hand. "Hey! Hand me a rose!" I yelled at his face. He began to click the safety from the gun and point it between my eyes. I raised my hands in surrender. "Did I just tell you to go away and don't mind my roses because I have a garden of it?" I immediately said, blinking my eyes. My hands still up in surrender. "Don't come near me again." And that's when he pulled away from me. "Don't step on my roses again." I whispered. __________ "Guns don't kill people, baby girl. People kill people." "You can't easily touch a pretty women's body, smooth as rose, without touching her heart of thorns." __________ All Rights Reserved © Guns and Roses (Harry Styles Fanfiction) __________ STARTED: May 17, 2017 FINISHED: --