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"In the désert, there is personne, never a coup de téléphone...", cette citation d'Antoine de Cône est à mettre en relation avec ce récit qui, je vous l'assure, a réellement eu lieu, et est retranscrit mot pour mot depuis le blog d'une inconnue, et découpé en trois parties pour en faciliter la lecture. Pour preuve, je n'ai pas pris la peine de le traduire afin de ne pas en altérer le sens.
Il s'agit donc de l'histoire non-fictive d'une amatrice de Roquefort et de cuisine japonaise poussée hors de sa zone de confort par le destin et qui va ainsi devoir lutter pour survivre...All Rights Reserved

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Desert Wind by Czekoladowa27

Dear Reader, I challenge you to a duel! Yes, exactly! Prepare for a battle. The battle for your heart and soul. I'm about to whisk you away and immerse you in a world brimming with magic and secrets. But fear not, on this adventure through the wilderness, you'll be accompanied by Klelia and... that's a surprise :)) Your task is simple. You have to survive... Are you ready to take up the challenge? "I'm dead. I died back in that hut. I don't exist anymore. And now, after everything that's happened, you want to talk?" I raised my eyebrows in surprise. "Who am I to you?" He closed the distance in an instant. I had nowhere to escape; there was a wall behind me, and he stood before me. "Are you really asking who you are to me, Klelia? You are my sun and moon. The source of my suffering and pleasure. My oxygen. I breathe you every day. Every second of life without you is worthless. Without you, there is no me. That's what you are to me. My private universe. I want to immerse myself in you. To lose myself." "I'm dangerous. At any moment, I could..." Tears welled up in my eyes. "I'm not like you." "You're no more dangerous than me," he interrupted, kissing me hungrily, as if he were desperate for air. P.S. Grab your best sword and cape. Despite appearances, desert nights can be cold.

Alone At Last (UNEDITED) by Random_Art329

PLEASE READ DESCRIPTION! Everyone likes being alone once an a while. That feeling of peace and all your problems drifting into space melting away, 16 year old Luke soon learns that being alone is not always a pleasant feeling. When he wishes to be left alone upon a wishing well he soon discovers being alone isn't such a nice feeling. As Lukes mind slips away from reality he's losing sanity. How much longer can he take this madness?? Is he doomed too forever be this way? Take a journey with Luke as you read the story "Alone At Last" as he struggles to survive. PREVIEW INTO BOOK: ... When I shut the door behind me I realized that no cars were driving out here either. They were all empty and abandoned. As I strolled by there were no people talking in the coffee shop windows. There were no people eating in restaurants. There were no sounds except my heavy breathing and the howling wind. "HELLOOOOOOOO" I shouted, "IS ANYONE HEREEEEE HELLOOOOO!!?" I continued to call out to no one in particular feeling a little agitated by the growing silence. That's when I heard it... The winds howling came to a stop. The world seemed to stop turning. Time itself came to a halt. Leaves caught in the breeze and remained motionless. That was until the wind came calling back to me, and in this it whispered one word that answered all my questions... Alone- ---------------~~~~~ Thank you for choosing to read my story I hope you like and enjoy it!!! Please note: I am not a professional writer and I am terrible at spelling so don't judge!!!! THIS IS THE UNEDITED VERSION! THE EDITED VERSION WILL BE POSTED SOON! WARNINGS: NOTE: BOOK INCLUDES: 1.) SWEARING - & HATEFUL WORDS 2.) BULLYING - 3.) SUICIDE & MAJOR CHARACTER DEATH (also incudes thoughts and mentions of it)- 4.) BLOOD & GORE (lightly graphic)- 5.) ABUSE- 6.) And other things like that Don't say I didn't warn you!!! DONT FORGET TO VOTE !!! <3

I won't (The Lost Boys x reader) by ForgottenFandomFics

𝘼𝙣𝙙 𝙥𝙧𝙚𝙩𝙩𝙮 𝙥𝙚𝙤𝙥𝙡𝙚 𝙮𝙚𝙡𝙡 𝙖𝙩 𝙢𝙚 𝙩𝙤 𝙛𝙤𝙡𝙡𝙤𝙬 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙙𝙖𝙣𝙘𝙚. 𝙎𝙤 𝙄'𝙡𝙡 𝙙𝙤 𝙬𝙝𝙖𝙩 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙩𝙚𝙡𝙡 𝙢𝙚 𝙩𝙤, 𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙙𝙤 𝙞𝙩 𝙩𝙤 𝙙𝙚𝙖𝙩𝙝... 𝙗𝙪𝙩 𝙄 𝙘𝙖𝙣'𝙩 𝙙𝙤 𝙩𝙝𝙞𝙨 𝙨𝙝𝙞𝙩 𝙖𝙜𝙖𝙞𝙣. ◇◇◇◇ Everyone knows about the disappearances in Santa Carla. But somehow, that doesn't deter tourists from making their way to the boardwalk. But you were no tourist. You knew where, and who to avoid. Too bad you didn't know not to help the new kids across the street. ◇◇◇◇ 𝙎𝙤 𝙄'𝙡𝙡 𝙘𝙤𝙢𝙚 𝙗𝙖𝙘𝙠, 𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙩𝙖𝙠𝙚 𝙖 𝙗𝙧𝙚𝙖𝙩𝙝. 𝙔𝙤𝙪 𝙘𝙤𝙢𝙚 𝙩𝙤 𝙡𝙞𝙛𝙚, 𝙮𝙤𝙪'𝙧𝙚 𝙗𝙤𝙧𝙚𝙙 𝙩𝙤 𝙙𝙚𝙖𝙩𝙝. ◇◇◇◇ TW: blood, murder, death, hypnosis, smoking, alcohol consumption, probably more that I can't think of right now Reader discretion is advised ◇◇◇◇ 𝙋𝙪𝙩 𝙮𝙤𝙪𝙧 𝙝𝙖𝙣𝙙𝙨 𝙪𝙥, '𝙘𝙖𝙪𝙨𝙚 𝙄 𝙬𝙤𝙣'𝙩. 𝙍𝙖𝙞𝙨𝙚 𝙮𝙤𝙪𝙧 𝙜𝙡𝙖𝙨𝙨 𝙪𝙥, '𝙘𝙖𝙪𝙨𝙚 𝙄 𝙬𝙤𝙣'𝙩. 𝙂𝙚𝙩 𝙮𝙤𝙪𝙧 𝙖𝙨𝙨 𝙪𝙥, '𝙘𝙖𝙪𝙨𝙚 𝙄 𝙬𝙤𝙣'𝙩. 𝙄 𝙢𝙪𝙨𝙩'𝙫𝙚 𝙢𝙞𝙨𝙨𝙚𝙙 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙝𝙮𝙥𝙚, 𝙗𝙪𝙩 𝙢𝙖𝙮𝙗𝙚 𝙩𝙝𝙖𝙩'𝙨 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙬𝙖𝙮 𝙄 𝙛𝙚𝙚𝙡.

Don't Turn by its_me_veronica

JEFF. So we'd have cactus zombies chasing us?!?!?! JAMES. What in the FUCK is a cactus zombie? JEFF. A zombie... with freaking cacti stuck in it! BECCA. Best. Hug. Ever. JEFF. Oh goodness, could you imagine... two cacti zombies having a baby? JAMES. Yeah, I don't think zombies work like that... WARNINGS: The only warning there is really is that there is some mature language but nothing above PG-13 movie ratings. Although there is a chance of permanent cringe face from some of the scenes that you will read, so b e w a r e This script is about a group of teenagers who are thrown into a zombie apocalypse and are struggling to make it out alive. It is meant to be a comedy and a lot of things don't really make sense but bear with me, we will make it out alive. Well, maybe not all of us, but we don't talk about that- This is a script that I wrote in literally 3 days about a year ago. I have written more scripts recently that are more improved than this one, but I think this script is super funny and needs to be shared with the world. Rules for Surviving: 1) Food cause nom noms me hongry 2) Buddy system, because if I've learned anything from 80s horror movies it's don't go off alone because there is an 87% chance you will not make it back (statistics researched and studied by yours truly) 3) Stan Jeff, I don't think there's more to say 4) Stay away from the cactus zombies, especially the super horny ones 5) I don't mean to be t h a t person but please, please, please don't copy my work. If you want to use it for something you can reach out to me and I will discuss it with you but please don't plagiarize it, thank you.

A Bridge Over Troubled Waters by M-Raymondovich

Dear Reader: You are precious, priceless, and irreplaceable. In the entire history -- of the entire universe: In the history of all Eternity... There has been, and ever will be, only one you. Herein are opinions, observations, and things autobiographical. These essays and editorials were written within, oh, 2 or 3 years. I've survived autism, mania, depression, amnesia, multiple personalities, being borderline suicidal as a teenager ... and aardvark pox. (Or was it turkey pox?) My "editorial opinions" prove that I'm a fearless, ferocious... ¿Were-Chihuahua? [Every full moon, I turn into an ankle biter.] Me?? Delusional?? Nope. So, OF COURSE, I'm "considering" a career in American politics. {Made you smile.} Or cry: sorry about that. This ain't your typical autobiography. No. It is not. Seriously, though: "I've survived myself" is an acceptable legacy.

𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐌𝐔𝐌𝐌𝐘'𝐒 𝐃𝐄𝐒𝐄𝐑𝐓 𝐅𝐋𝐎𝐖𝐄𝐑 by SilverMist707

ʙᴀꜱᴇᴅ ᴏɴ ᴛʜᴇ ᴍᴏᴠɪᴇ: ᴛʜᴇ ᴍᴜᴍᴍʏ 2017 ((M!Ahmanet)) ɪɴ ᴍᴏᴅᴇʀɴ-ᴅᴀʏ ɪʀᴀQ, ᴅᴀʀɪɴɢ ꜱᴏʟᴅɪᴇʀ-ꜰᴏʀ-ʜɪʀᴇ ᴇᴠᴇʀʟʏɴ ᴏ'ᴄᴏɴɴᴏʀ ᴀɴᴅ ʜᴇʀ ᴛᴇᴀᴍ ꜱᴛᴜᴍʙʟᴇ ᴜᴘᴏɴ ᴀ ʀᴇᴍᴀʀᴋᴀʙʟᴇ ᴅɪꜱᴄᴏᴠᴇʀʏ-ᴛʜᴇ ᴀɴᴄɪᴇɴᴛ ᴛᴏᴍʙ ᴏꜰ ᴇɢʏᴘᴛɪᴀɴ ᴘʀɪɴᴄᴇ ᴀʜᴍᴀɴɪꜱ. ᴜɴʙᴇᴋɴᴏᴡɴꜱᴛ ᴛᴏ ᴛʜᴇᴍ, ᴇᴠᴇʀʟʏɴ ɪꜱ ᴛʜᴇ ʀᴇɪɴᴄᴀʀɴᴀᴛɪᴏɴ ᴏꜰ ꜱᴀᴛɪᴀʜ, ᴛʜᴇ ᴘʀɪɴᴄᴇ'ꜱ ʙᴇʟᴏᴠᴇᴅ ꜰʀᴏᴍ ᴀ ᴛɪᴍᴇ ʟᴏɴɢ ᴘᴀꜱᴛ. ᴡʜᴇɴ ᴛʜᴇ ᴛᴏᴍʙ ɪꜱ ᴛʀᴀɴꜱᴘᴏʀᴛᴇᴅ ᴛᴏ ʟᴏɴᴅᴏɴ, ᴀʜᴍᴀɴɪꜱ ᴀᴡᴀᴋᴇɴꜱ ᴡɪᴛʜ ᴘᴏᴡᴇʀꜱ ɢʀᴏᴡɪɴɢ ᴍᴏʀᴇ ꜰᴏʀᴍɪᴅᴀʙʟᴇ ʙʏ ᴛʜᴇ ʜᴏᴜʀ. ᴅʀɪᴠᴇɴ ʙʏ ᴍᴇᴍᴏʀɪᴇꜱ ᴏꜰ ᴀ ʟᴏᴠᴇ ᴛʜᴀᴛ ᴛʀᴀɴꜱᴄᴇɴᴅꜱ ʟɪꜰᴇᴛɪᴍᴇꜱ ᴀɴᴅ ᴛʜᴇ ʀᴀɢᴇ ᴏꜰ ᴄᴇɴᴛᴜʀɪᴇꜱ ꜱᴛᴏʟᴇɴ ꜰʀᴏᴍ ʜɪᴍ, ᴀʜᴍᴀɴɪꜱ ᴜɴʟᴇᴀꜱʜᴇꜱ ᴀ ʀᴇʟᴇɴᴛʟᴇꜱꜱ ꜰᴜʀʏ ᴜᴘᴏɴ ᴛʜᴇ ꜱᴛʀᴇᴇᴛꜱ ᴏꜰ ʟᴏɴᴅᴏɴ, ʜɪꜱ ᴘᴀᴛʜ ᴄʀᴏꜱꜱɪɴɢ ᴡɪᴛʜ ᴇᴠᴇʀʟʏɴ'ꜱ ɪɴ ᴡᴀʏꜱ ɴᴇɪᴛʜᴇʀ ᴏꜰ ᴛʜᴇᴍ ᴄᴏᴜʟᴅ ʜᴀᴠᴇ ꜰᴏʀᴇꜱᴇᴇɴ. !I OWN NOTHING OF THE MOVIE, ALL CREDITS BELONG TO THE CREATORS. I ONLY OWN EVERLYN AND HER STORY!

Eye of Saffiyah |✔️ by JH_Foliage

In a world leeched of magic, the Hunters run rampant, killing whomever they meet to obtain the Eye of Saffiyah. The quest for the world's most coveted jewel leaves a trail of destruction, and without the desert Assassins to protect the Eye, hope seems to be lost. When a nameless man of the desert claims the Eye for himself, it sparks a journey that would take him to a war-torn kingdom - and possibly the only person left alive that cares for him. © 2019 JadeFoliage, All Rights Reserved All rights reserved. No part of this publication may be reproduced in whole or part, or stored in a retrieval system, or transmitted in any form or by any means, electronic, mechanical, photocopying, recording, or otherwise, without written permission and proof of the publisher. Permission is only granted, and work may only be reproduced in any way, including, but not limited to the above, if person first has permission of this work's publisher. (Except for the cover. I don't any of the graphics used; I only used Canva to put them together. All respected rights go to its owner(s).) If you are reading this story on any other platform other than Wattpad, you are very likely to be at risk of a malware attack. If you wish to read this story in it's original safe form, please go to https://www.wattpad.com/story/174050271-eye-of-saffiyah-%E2%9C%94%EF%B8%8F.

Desert Wake ✔ by amberkbryant

***The Corner Booth Contest Runner-Up*** WARNING: contains one blue-eyed stranger, one fast-talking heroine, and a couple of scenes steamier than a mirage at noon. Throw in gigantic dust storms, lawmen out for blood, plus a wasteland to be traversed and you are in for an adventure sultrier than the desert sun! You would think May was living in paradise. After all, a gorgeous man just showed up on her porch willing to do anything she asks of him. But this is no paradise. May lives in a world settled by technology-rejecting idealists wishing to live in harmony with the land. That land, however, has not been very cooperative. The desert in the heart of the planet is spreading outward at an alarming pace, swallowing anything that gets in its way. And May? She's in its way, all right! Alone on her parents' dying farm, May has two goats, a shotgun, and a whole lot of dust. That's about all she has, until the day Ro shows up. Ro brings with him a secret most of their world isn't ready to face. The lawmen on his tail will do whatever it takes, including murder, to keep that secret buried in the desert sand. If they don't succeed in killing May and Ro, no matter: the desert might just do the job for them.

The Feast of Fears by NoteLeftBySide

Warning: This story contains mature themes, graphic violence, and intense psychological horror. Reader discretion is advised. _________________________________________________________________ What's The Story About? In a world ravaged by darkness, where the sun dips into the horizon and never rises again, humanity is on the brink of extinction. The once-blue skies are now a deep, foreboding grey, and the air is thick with the stench of death and decay. Maya, a young survivor, has lost everything: her family, her home, her sense of purpose. But when she discovers a mysterious entity that feeds on fear and terror, she finds a glimmer of hope. This creature, known only as the Devour, seems to be the only one who can help her find her way through the desolate wasteland. As Maya navigates this treacherous new world, she must confront her own dark past and the monsters that lurk within. But with every step forward, she's pulled deeper into a web of terror and deceit. Will she find redemption or succumb to the very darkness she's trying to escape? Genre: Horror, Dark Fantasy, Post-Apocalyptic Fiction Themes: Sacrificial Love, Redemption, Survival, Hope in the Darkest Times, The Human Condition Mood and Atmosphere: Ominous, Eerie, Creepy, Suspenseful, Hauntingly Desolate Setting: A Post-Apocalyptic World Riven by Destruction and Desolation Character Focus: Complex, Emotionally Depthful Female Protagonist Plot: A Gripping Quest for Survival Against Overwhelming Odds, Involving a Ruthless Monster and a Quest for Redemption Inspirations: Mythology, Folklore, and the Darker Corners of the Human Psyche Reminder: This eBook is transported from MY OTHER PLATFORMS WHERE I PUBLISH story contents. Since a lot of my followers requested me to publish it in Wattpad Aswell, HERE YOU GOO!!!It took a while to gather all the writings though... _________________________________________________________________

DON'T READ ------------------------------- Always (Trevor Moran) by ToInfinityAndAbove

(A/N) 9/13/19 - dude stop reading this trevor isn't straight and i regret writing this i'm keeping it up as a way to never forget my.... disgusting and humble roots. **** 1/21/17 - people are still reading this?! BOI i was like twelve when i wrote this and it's so cringy looking back at it, i apologize in advANCE IF YOU ARE STARTING THIS ITS JUST SO CRINGE --------- it has been brought up to my attention about the new Wattpad guidelines. I will write it in here and the chapters that feature some obscure/unhealthy actions, as trigger warnings. I do not condone nor want to glorify any events that happen in this book or any other of my books, so please do not believe I think it's okay. It's not okay. As a person who has been through depression and so forth, I am here for those who want to talk about it. There are also multiple online references/resources, if you are uncomfortable with discussing what is wrong. It's alright and there is help you can seek in multiple forms. Please be safe and remember that nothing can destroy what you have in your heart. You are special and I love you. There are multiple trigger warnings (self-harm, depression, abuse from others) in this story. Thank you for reading this. xx Description: Two worlds colliding. Is that what this would be called, or was it fate? Whatever this was defined as, it definitely changed multitudinous lives. Tabitha Ellis, a fourteen year old girl, has moved all the way from Melbourne, Australia (or wherever you want her to live, this is a fanfiction, but that was where I felt it was right), to LA. One of her first adventures here, was to visit the beach - and, so she did! But not without having an encounter with the one and only; Trevor Moran. One fall could be the cause of a huge mess of massive proportions, positive and negative. Is always going to last forever.... or will something, perhaps someone, get in the way of that?

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𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐌𝐔𝐌𝐌𝐘'𝐒 𝐃𝐄𝐒𝐄𝐑𝐓 𝐅𝐋𝐎𝐖𝐄𝐑 cover

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DON'T READ ------------------------------- Always (Trevor Moran) cover

Desert Wind

Dear Reader, I challenge you to a duel! Yes, exactly! Prepare for a battle. The battle for your heart and soul. I'm about to whisk you away and immerse you in a world brimming with magic and secrets. But fear not, on this adventure through the wilderness, you'll be accompanied by Klelia and... that's a surprise :)) Your task is simple. You have to survive... Are you ready to take up the challenge? "I'm dead. I died back in that hut. I don't exist anymore. And now, after everything that's happened, you want to talk?" I raised my eyebrows in surprise. "Who am I to you?" He closed the distance in an instant. I had nowhere to escape; there was a wall behind me, and he stood before me. "Are you really asking who you are to me, Klelia? You are my sun and moon. The source of my suffering and pleasure. My oxygen. I breathe you every day. Every second of life without you is worthless. Without you, there is no me. That's what you are to me. My private universe. I want to immerse myself in you. To lose myself." "I'm dangerous. At any moment, I could..." Tears welled up in my eyes. "I'm not like you." "You're no more dangerous than me," he interrupted, kissing me hungrily, as if he were desperate for air. P.S. Grab your best sword and cape. Despite appearances, desert nights can be cold.