unknown
- Reads 208
- Votes 12
- Parts 4
As his brown hair danced in the wind the boy looked at his reflection in the river, he looked as others would describe as "perfect" execpt the fact he was holding a knife with dripping scarlet blood covering it.
All Rights Reserved
Join the largest storytelling communityGet personalized story recommendations, save your favourites to your library, and comment and vote to grow your community.
You may also like
colours → reddie
( completed, under editing. ) everything is blue, his hair, his pills, his dreams. reddie | © softhceComplete
Curse of Ferreus
Running from his dark legacy, the werewolf hunter River must align with his enemy to protect himself from a vengeful pack and his own family; a low fantasy enemies to lovers story. River is a werewolf hunter, born into the esteemed, silver-lined legacy of the Ferreus Clan. It's not a life he wants and not a life he chooses for himself, and on the eve of his twenty-fifth birthday - on the cusp of an initiation ritual that will seal him into the coffin of his family's legacy forever - he runs. River stumbles upon the quiet town of Crescent Valley, a largely mundane, quaint place of old bookstores and pleasant cafés and peaceful nature walks. He also, through no fault of his own, stumbles onto a gruesome murder scene. Body torn apart, blood still warm, an odd symbol carved into the man's bare, scratched chest. He recognises the signs. Crescent Valley has a wild dog problem. Thinking of his hard-won freedom and desperate for peace, River vows to himself- one last job. So he sets out on a mission to find the killer and put an end to them, if only so he can sleep without feeling the cool handle of a silver knife in his paranoid grip. River soon becomes entangled in a feud between rival werewolf packs clawing for territory, and the alpha of the Crescent Moon pack, Rowan, is getting a little too close for comfort. In Crescent Valley, where monsters roam the streets, it is kill or be killed. Quite literally. ───── • ⋆⋅➶⋅⋆ • ───── Status: Complete Story length: 95,000+ words Disclaimer: Some parts of this story are rated mature. There is a content warning at the beginning of these specific chapters.Complete
Hold Me Close (BxB) {COMPLETED}. ✔️
Octaveus was depressed. He knew it, but no one else did. He hid it, just as he hid his scars. He wasn't human either; he hid that too. He hid almost everything about himself from everyone, in order to minimize the ridicule. His mental state, his thoughts, his scars, even his questionable sexuality. But that only fed into his sadness. Drew was insecure. He didn't like standing up for himself in fear of saying something wrong. He didn't even change in the main locker room for PE, he went in the stalls. He was anxious. He wanted to know what was happening and when so that he can prepare for all possible outcomes of that event. And he was gay; his family knew and supported him, but no one else knew. He was too scared of how they would react to tell them. Jessie knew his brother would be teased. It was really a fact. Humanity wasn't too good at accepting of different beings. No matter how human Octaveus made himself look, he couldn't hide his unnaturally pale skin that no matter how hard he tried would not tan or his yellow cat eyes. He just had to try to fit in, same as the rest of their family. Seth was the school bad boy, and secret werewolf. His hobbies included pushing around the Freshman, flirting relentlessly with any and every attractive popular girl in sight, and trying not to think about Octaveus. He didn't want other people to find out about his thoughts on the emo new kid. So, naturally, he made Octaveus's school day a living hell. But he still couldn't figure out why this new kid intrigued him so much, besides that he was obviously not human. {BOOK 1 OF THE 'Scars I Hide' SERIES} *CAUTION: Mature for scenes of self-harm and suicide, PG-13 language, graphic violence, and some sexual topics* IF YOU READ THIS, DO NOT SKIP THE INTRO. IT CONTAINS THE TRIGGER WARNINGS. Sequel: 'Don't Let Go' (Out now) {Forgive me for the horrible stuff in the beginning} [All chapters have been edited.] Cover by @AMTA0206Complete
Drake's Kitten (completed)
He once told me no one knows the real him.I didn't think he meant it, and not in a good way. He is a straight A student, and everyone knows it, not to mention he is on the swim team. All that though isn't the real him, the real him hides deep within himself. ---------- "Can you please tell me what that was?" I nearly shout at him. All I get is silence. He keeps his back to me. "Please, I need some explanation." I beg. I stay still as he stops dead in his tracks. His body is tense and it's scarring me. He turns around slowly to face me with his hands at his sides. His eyes meet mine, but there is no spark of any emotion in them. They are cold and dark making me look away not being able to hold his deadly stare. I feel uneasy under his gaze, and i feel his eyes burning a hole in the side of my face. "No, I won't explain because it's not important." He says in a low, almost, growl. I flinch and look back into his eyes. I feel hurt by his words and I don't know why, but I know he sees it in my eyes. His faces flashes with regret but it's quickly covered up with his faces going back to it's hard cold look. I feel my heart stop and my face go pale. His look terrified me making me hold my breath. "Breath." He orders. I start to breathe again and just blink at him. "Now go." He orders me again. I flinch involuntarily at his tone and jump back slightly. "Please don't let me walk home alone." I beg in a quiet voice, looking down at my feet. The next thing I see are his black combat boots right in front of my shoes. I look up into his eyes and he looks down into mine confusion written all over his face. "How come you aren't running yet?" He questions searching my eyes. "I just can't walk home alone, please I'm scared." I hear him chuckle. "You aren't afraid of me? What can possibly be scarier than me?" He asks. "Well, I know you will keep me safe." "Why is that?" He questions raising an eyebrow at me. "You haven't hurt me." "Yet." He mutters, but I roll my eyes.Complete
Deadly Love
Night honestly isn't your average teen-aged boy: attending school, getting good grades, behaving well, possibly partying with some friends at certain times. He's nothing like that, far from perfect and far from sane. Things get just a slight bit rockier (so they may say) as a new kind of special someone enters his life. (For anybody that sees this? I don't know why this even reached a slither of popularity on here, I just left it here to rot to be honest. But, if anybody's interested, I have plans to completely rewrite this hunk'a'junk.)Complete
Being His Girl...
"I said I would always protect you." He said stroking a piece of my hair behind my ear. Which sent electricity through my whole body. "I don't need protecting." I said sternly looking up into his deep brown eyes. "Then let me just be able to call you mine." He said flashing me that boyish smile that makes me melt everytime I see it. "I love you." He said, and this time...I actually believed him.Complete![Love... Not Romance [BoyxBoy]](https://img.wattpad.com/cover/23534853-256-k64119.jpg)
Love... Not Romance [BoyxBoy]
Everything started the night before we moved out of our town. I decided to take a late night swim at the lake I love the most. It was sort of a goodbye, a way to somehow wash the pain brought about by my parents' divorce, but then he appeared. As I was floating in the lake, watching the moon and the stars, I heard a noise in the water, and as I turned my head, I saw this guy drowning. I saved him, I brought him back to life, and then... I kissed him and fell in love with him. Things changed after that one stolen kiss. I ran away, and I never thought that I would see him once again, but I did. Little did I know that the moment we meet again, my life would never be the same. This is a story, of how I learn what love really is, of how I came to accept it, of how I came to fight for it. This is not a story about romance. It's way more than that. This is a story where love, family, and little bit of mystery collides. This is a story about my love.Complete
Chasing Reality
Juno Driscoll was supposed to be dead. At least, that's what the world was told. Hidden inside the estate of the most feared Pureblood in Arcadia, Juno is barely holding himself together-haunted by voices, hunted by officers, and unraveling under the weight of secrets he was never meant to carry. His blood is rare. His past is dangerous. And his existence alone threatens to ignite a war. Akito, the Pureblood who took him in, is the only thing standing between Juno and complete collapse. But even he can't stop the Senate, the hunters, or the ghosts clawing at Juno's mind. When a single mistake exposes Juno's identity, the fragile world they've built begins to crack. Now the city wants answers. The Senate wants control. And Juno's sanity is slipping. As old enemies resurface and buried truths claw their way into the light, Juno must confront the past he's been running from-and the monstrous power awakening inside him. Because in Arcadia, secrets don't stay buried. And the most dangerous creature in the city... might be the boy who doesn't know what he is.Complete
( completed, under editing. ) everything is blue, his hair, his pills, his dreams. reddie | © softhce
More detailsContent Guidelines