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Argonne was lucky to get a job during the depression and even luckier that it was something she genuinely cared about, the Daily Times. At nineteen years old and only being with the paper a few months she gets her own column, covering the Cold Mountain Penitentiary. Even more specifically E block, more commonly known as The Green Mile.

North Denver, Colorado. 1977. 15-year-old Vance Hopper is abducted and never seen again. Nobody knows what happened, nobody besides Vance and the man who abducted him-The Grabber. My interpretation of what happened to Vance. !DISCLAIMER! I AM NOT A FRIGGIN WRITER

(Historical Fiction / Action) - Gunslinger: I may be feared and admired, but I call nowhere home. My gun and my skill define my existence. I was born fast, and endless practice has made me the best. For now. A brief rush of adrenaline. Noise, the smell of cordite, and one of us crumples to the dust. This time it was him. I leave nothing but dried blood in the sand...

Driven from her home, a young free woman tries her luck in the Old West. New York was long gone; everything she was settled in her footprints that traversed miles upon grueling miles to arrive in Sweet Water Kansas. There, she resolves to take up a new identity in order to suppress her old one, all in hopes of preserving her life. She was like the rest at first, just a wandering soul passing through a small town. Unaware of her infamous reputation back up North, most the townsfolk left her alone. That was until one fuming august morning when she had an unfortunate run in with the hotheaded gunslinger, Jimmy Hickock. Extension: This story is a fan-fiction based off of the 1989-1990's show The Young Riders. The show follows the life of the Pony Express, a group of horse back riders specialized in delivering mail across the state of Kansas. Set just a few years before the Civil War shook the United States, these young men (and one woman disguised as a man) battle gun slinging cowboys, feared mercenaries, and territorial conflicts. Wild Bill and Buffalo Bill, two iconic figures of the Old West appear as major characters in their early years. My story takes place in Season 1.

A Band of Brothers imagine book. From this day, to the ending of the world, we in it, shall be remembered. We few, we happy few, we Band of Brothers. This book is targeted for the tv series ONLY. I do NOT mean to anyhow disrespect our soldiers and war veterans, May they rest in peace. Also, I do not mean to disrespect the actors, that potrayed the characters. This book is for imagines for BoB characters. I DO NOT own the series or anything involved with that.

"ᴛᴏ ᴡᴀʀ ɪᴛ ɪꜱ ᴛʜᴇɴ." What would you do when a simple ancestry project about the 101st Airborne in World War II lands you smack dab in the middle of the crossfire? Because I sure as hell wouldn't have a clue. Of course, that'd never happen to me anyway. SIKE! You thought! My name's Effie Leverette. And of course, this would be my luck. "𝚆𝚎𝚕𝚕, 𝚊𝚛𝚎𝚗'𝚝 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚊 𝚙𝚛𝚎𝚝𝚝𝚢 𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚐?" ~ "𝚈𝚘𝚞 𝚒𝚍𝚒𝚘𝚝𝚜! 𝙾𝚏 𝚌𝚘𝚞𝚛𝚜𝚎, 𝙸'𝚖 𝚗𝚘𝚝 𝚐𝚘𝚗𝚗𝚊 𝚊𝚋𝚊𝚗𝚍𝚘𝚗 𝚢𝚘𝚞! 𝚈𝚊𝚕𝚕 𝚊𝚛𝚎 𝚕𝚒𝚔𝚎 𝚏𝚊𝚖𝚒𝚕𝚢! ~ "𝙷𝚘𝚠 𝚌𝚊𝚗 𝙸 𝚕𝚎𝚊𝚟𝚎 𝚗𝚘𝚠 𝚠𝚑𝚎𝚗 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚗𝚎𝚎𝚍 𝚖𝚎 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚖𝚘𝚜𝚝?" ~ "𝚈𝚘𝚞 𝚠𝚎𝚛𝚎 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚜𝚘𝚗 𝚏𝚘𝚛 𝚖𝚢 𝚜𝚖𝚒𝚕𝚎. 𝙽𝚘𝚠 𝚢𝚘𝚞'𝚛𝚎 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚜𝚘𝚗 𝚏𝚘𝚛 𝚖𝚢 𝚝𝚎𝚊𝚛𝚜. 𝙳𝚊𝚖𝚗 𝚒𝚍𝚒𝚘𝚝." ~ "𝙴𝚟𝚎𝚛𝚢𝚋𝚘𝚍𝚢'𝚜 𝚐𝚘𝚗𝚗𝚊 𝚑𝚞𝚛𝚝 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚎𝚟𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚞𝚊𝚕𝚕𝚢. 𝚈𝚘𝚞 𝚓𝚞𝚜𝚝 𝚐𝚘𝚝𝚝𝚊 𝚏𝚒𝚗𝚍 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚘𝚗𝚎𝚜 𝚠𝚘𝚛𝚝𝚑 𝚜𝚞𝚏𝚏𝚎𝚛𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚏𝚘𝚛. 𝙰𝚗𝚍 𝙸 𝚏𝚘𝚞𝚗𝚍 𝚢𝚘𝚞." ~ "𝚅𝚒𝚌𝚝𝚘𝚛𝚢, 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝙲𝚞𝚛𝚛𝚊𝚑𝚎𝚎!" ~ SLOW UPDATES DISCLAIMER: In no way am I trying to recreate or change the lives or events that happened to real people. I am not trying to downplay anyone's sacrifice or pain or suffering. I am not trying to change or indirectly and inaccurately get anything wrong about the people or events. If something isn't right, please point it out to me in the comments or private message. Also, this is strictly based off of the ch

"The phone's still ringing. And this time... it's for her." Vance Hopper was the town's golden rebel, until the Grabber took him. Four years later, his little sister Suzie is still haunted by the brother she can't bury and the voice she can't forget. When the black phone starts ringing again, Suzie swears she hears him on the other end. But the dead aren't the only ones reaching out. The Grabber's shadow has returned, and it's pulling her straight into the darkness her brother never escaped. Enter Ernesto Arellano, sweet, quiet, and far too kind for someone like her. The brother of another victim. The calm to her chaos. The only person who can see through her walls. Together, they'll uncover the truth behind the ringing phone, the ghosts that never rest, and the evil that refuses to die. But some calls don't just bring back the dead, they demand new ones.

black phone 2 fic Finn thought summer at Camp Alpine would be normal, he was wrong. Clara Belle Booth is always there, just out of reach, haunting the edges of his world. The strange part? He's the only one who can see her. Touch her. Talk to her. But Clara Belle isn't like anyone he's ever met, because she's been dead since 1959. Her body and her brother Spike's are trapped under ice, victims of a darkness that still lingers. Finn doesn't know it yet... but some ghosts don't rest quietly, and some secrets refuse to stay buried. When the Grabber's shadow returns, Finn will have to uncover the truth, and survive the past that's clawing back into the present alongside a cute ghost girl.