Undercover || newly edited
- LECTURAS 1,151
- Votos 31
- Partes 8
Matthew 10:26-28
❝So have no fear of them, for nothing is covered that will not be revealed, or hidden that will not be known.
What I tell you in the dark, say in the light, and what you hear whispered, proclaim on the housetops.
And do not fear those who kill the body but cannot kill the soul. Rather fear him who can destroy both soul and body in hell.❞
******
~Comments & Votes are appreciated~
Copyright, UnikaLove©
All Rights Reserved.
Todos los derechos reservados
Únete a la comunidad narrativa más grandeObt én recomendaciones personalizadas de historias, guarda tus favoritas en tu biblioteca, y comenta y vota para hacer crecer tu comunidad.
Quizás también te guste
My Life Being Dead
Hello. I’m Cassidy. I’m 16 years old, and I am helpless. I’m weak, defenseless and not to mention unassuming. I am utterly boring and uninteresting. I wouldn’t be surprised if God himself overlooked me. Maybe that’s why my life sucks so much. My face is dull and pale, and my hair is mousy brown. My eyes are black and my fingers are long and stringy. Once in junior high, a teacher likened me to ghost. I had wanted to tell her, “Yes. I remind myself of a ghost sometimes too.” But I didn’t say anything in return. I have one friend and even she doesn’t like me for me; only for the shiny new car my step dad bought me. Boys don’t notice me. And when they do it’s only to pick out my flaws and display them to everyone around. All in all, I am a sad and pathetic specimen of a human being. Why am I writing this? Because on June 3rd, 2011, at 12:31 am, I died.Concluida
Twisted
**YOU MUST READ BOOK ONE (SPILLED SECRETS) FIRST BEFORE YOU READ THIS❗** ***** The events of Book One are long gone, and everyone is getting their lives back on track, but will one person's evil tactic's prevent every thing from being smooth sailing, or will they figure out a way to put a stop to it? ***** Copyright 2017 KingScorpio_, All Rights Reserved.©Concluida
Give me shelter
Have you ever felt so lonely you believed there was nothing left for you? Stashed away, merely forgotten. I mean you could cry and cry, yet no one would hear you. At least no one you truly once loved. Being yourself can be detrimental to others happiness, and so you down play who you are. You devalue your beliefs, your morals fall short and that hollow rock turns into your Mirror. Do you matter anymore? Would anyone care if you simply disappeared? Could you find your way out of the darkness? Look Closer is one of my favourite quotes and so I'll use it as a guide to understanding the complex characters you're about to meet.Concluida
Dickhead Syndrome
The story of bullying and romance and gangs. And abuse. It shows how any life can get out of hand. "My boyfriends father is choking me! Because I won't let him rape me!" Does she give in or not? "My family will be looking for you and me. They will come save me so you better let me go." "Your family isn't your family no more we hear that you have gone different paths is that not true. And before you lie. We have a lie detector here. And if anyone goes looking for you they will see your note that you will be gone for awhile." My fear started to eat at me. The overthrowing urge of vomiting came across my body. Does she get out or is she gone forever.Concluida
Our Secret To Keep.
A delayed flight. A stranger at a hotel bar. A one night stand. Stranded in New York for an extra night than planned due to a delayed flight, I needed to find a way to keep myself occupied, and I soon found that something. It was easy enough when the handsome stranger introduced himself to me as Kade. It has been a while since I have had a hot one-night stand, and he reminds me how fun it can be. There are no questions, expectations or reasons to see one another again. What I don't expect is our night together to come around and bite me in the ass. When I arrive at a family dinner with my parents and two older sisters to celebrate my return home to Scotland, he is sitting right there with them. Not only is he my father's new business partner, but he is my sister's blind date set up by my parents. We pretend to be strangers because things would become complicated if we didn't. No one ever needs to know about what happened between us. My dad would freak out if he found out about us because he is overly protective of me as the youngest, and with the age gap between Kade and me, my father wouldn't approve. My relationship with my older sister is already strained; I don't need to make things worse between us. Even though he doesn't seem interested in her and he tries his best to show that it could still make all hell break lose. My sister hates losing. She always gets what she wants. I should stay away from him, but it is easier said than done with the tension and chemistry between us, and we struggle to fight against it. No matter what happens, it needs to be our secret to keep.
Spectrum
Everyone knows evil exists, but most people die before they witness it in its purest form. His home is a place of simplicity, order, a city without troubles. So, why does it have so many enemies? Nicolas was one of many who bore witness to a terrifying scene; the threat of their greatest enemy is materializing before their own eyes. Who could've guessed his life was about to get more complicated? When his government forces him into a dangerous mission, Nicolas has to taste the darkness to warn them of the poison that has already seeped behind their walls. With all the courage he can find, Nicolas slinks into the heart of his enemy, his lips weighed down by lies. The threat level grows, the clock slowly runs out, and his humanity slips through his fingers like the sand on which he rages a war no one can see, and no one can know. If his enemies find out his secret, he dies. If he doesn't pay close attention, he dies. If he doesn't succeed, everyone he loves dies. But, if it helps him save his family, perhaps evil in its purest form...isn't such a bad thing.Concluida
Locked Doors
Be careful when you lock the doors behind you, because you never know what you locked in. (GxG) (Non-G!p) (Lauren/You) (Completed)Concluida
We Don't Talk Anymore // Book Two
What if you thought the person you killed wasn't actually dead. What if the person you thought you killed secretly fake their death with noone knowing. And what if that person you thought you killed starts over by being someone else.Concluida
Hello. I’m Cassidy. I’m 16 years old, and I am helpless. I’m weak, defenseless and not to mention unassuming. I am utterly boring and uninteresting. I wouldn’t be surprised if God himself overlooked me. Maybe that’s why my life sucks so much. My face is dull and pale, and my hair is mousy brown. My eyes are black and my fingers are long and stringy. Once in junior high, a teacher likened me to ghost. I had wanted to tell her, “Yes. I remind myself of a ghost sometimes too.” But I didn’t say anything in return. I have one friend and even she doesn’t like me for me; only for the shiny new car my step dad bought me. Boys don’t notice me. And when they do it’s only to pick out my flaws and display them to everyone around. All in all, I am a sad and pathetic specimen of a human being. Why am I writing this? Because on June 3rd, 2011, at 12:31 am, I died.
Más detallesPautas de Contenido