Green Knight Origins
- LECTURAS 84
- Votos 2
- Partes 1
Continúa<5 mins
Última publicación mié, sep 18, 2019
Everything had gone dark. What was it that Finn said? And more importantly where am I now? ...Why does that guy kind of look like...Bonnie?
Todos los derechos reservados
#20
fern
Únete a la comunidad narrativa más grandeObtén recomendaciones personalizadas de historias, guarda tus favoritas en tu biblioteca, y comenta y vota para hacer crecer tu comunidad.
Quizás también te guste
Just a dream (I can feel you staring at me)
He still remembers it. The sound of bones breaking. The ringing. The voices. Their voices. His voice. But it shouldn't be possible. He sat in his bed, the darkness of the night making it hard to see at first. Sweat on his face- no whole body made it seem like just a bad dream. It was just that, wasn't it? Just a bad dream. But why was he feeling like he was being watched? Someones, or somethings eyes on his neck. Just waiting for a moment of weakness. Waiting for Finney to let his guard down, just to snap it. Something that only worsens it though, is that the other boys, which he had dreamed about, seem weird, strangely different than before. Or, Finney wakes up in the past with memories of the basement, but is telling himself it was nothing but a bad dream. But, of course, it is not. Because what kind of person am I to just let him and the other grave-boys just forget? Fair warning for this fic, English isn't my first language, so mistakes can/will happen. Secondly, some supernatural stuff will happen and will be discussed, but only in a way, that I think fits kinda in the story. (originally posted on my AO3 MariDreamLove )Concluida
Destroying The Plot
I died in my universe. I was brought back into the universe of The Vampire Diaries. All I know is that I'm going to kill, torture and save people. I'm going to fuck this plot up. After Crystal Waters dies, she is resurrected into The Vampire Diaries universe as a half angel immortal, that has unique abilities to change the fate of those who deserve it. With an angel on her shoulder and the help of her mates, will she be able to change everything? Or destroy everything? Best rankings :- #4 in damonxoc #1 in stefanxoc #1 in klausmikaelson #4 in self insert #1 in elijahxoc #2 in theoriginals #3 in soulmarks #2 in elenabashing #3 in tvdfanfic #2 in lucifer #3 in kai #3 in enzo *i do not own the vampire diaries and it's characters, I only own Crystal Waters*Concluida
One directions mate?!?!?(vampire)
I was on my way back from school. I'd missed the bus, and had to walk. As I was walking, I ran into a rock solid body. I look up to see a brown haired guy with amazing green eyes. After staring at him, like a stalker, than slap myself back to reality and say a quick sorry before walking away. "I need you to trust me. Meet me in the woods in an hour." Well, this should be good. Read on, to find out what happens next. **~Peace~**SARAConcluida
Son of nothing
It was dark...no IT did not have a Color but it exist no shape no sound could be heard it was just A nothing how much time was I there no there was no time to begin with if anything the only thing that existed in that nothing was loneliness But I didn't know companionship to know loneliness I didn't even know that I exist....until he came a light from everywhere and for the first time I heard *do you want to come to existence* the light Spock but I didn't know how to answer then he said *do you have the WILL to exist* I heard then I felt then I....desired
Mors Est Domina
Waking up in The Vampire Diaries? Oh shit. Being Bonnie Bennett, the judgemental witch? Double-shit. Well fuck it, it's my life now.Concluida
THE ISLANDERS ESCAPE
I woke up on a piece of driftwood cold and wet but alive. My head hurt I hissed in pain and looked around there were boys around me fifteen to be precise. I heard whispers come from all around me. Then a boy walked up everyone moved out of their way clearly the leader I got up. Who are you? The boy asked with a slight British accent. Only slightly though almost like it wasn't there. Amelia. I said he nodded. Tom. He said I looked around. Where am I? I asked he sighed. The island of no return. The boy said a shiver when down my spine. ( This story is being told from the pov of the mane character Amelia. )Concluida![The Pretender [Fern x Reader]](https://img.wattpad.com/cover/160196410-256-k767266.jpg)
The Pretender [Fern x Reader]
[EDITING] Fern has always been jealous of Finn. But when he falls head over heels for you he'll do whatever it takes to get you to notice him, even if it means pretending to be someone he isn't. (It has some implications of Finn x Reader at first but otherwise it's still a Fern story) Remastered Time baby! This is my first story and my most popular one, so it's chapters deserve some polish.Concluida
Born In Fiction
Being reborn as a witch should have been awesome maybe, if it wasn't for the fact that I was reborn as Bonnie Bennett, the most judgmental, sacrificial character who basically gave up literally EVERYTHING for people who didn't deserve it and treated her like she was a commodity. However, I am not going to do that, I am not her. I won't be bossed around. I won't be used by anyone. I DO NOT OWN THE TVD UNIVERSE. I DO HOWEVER OWN THE RANDOM PLOT TWISTS OR PLOT HOLES THAT MAY OR MAY NOT APPEAR. SHE IS NOT TVD BONNIE, her character and personality WILL BE DIFFERENT.Concluida
He still remembers it. The sound of bones breaking. The ringing. The voices. Their voices. His voice. But it shouldn't be possible. He sat in his bed, the darkness of the night making it hard to see at first. Sweat on his face- no whole body made it seem like just a bad dream. It was just that, wasn't it? Just a bad dream. But why was he feeling like he was being watched? Someones, or somethings eyes on his neck. Just waiting for a moment of weakness. Waiting for Finney to let his guard down, just to snap it. Something that only worsens it though, is that the other boys, which he had dreamed about, seem weird, strangely different than before. Or, Finney wakes up in the past with memories of the basement, but is telling himself it was nothing but a bad dream. But, of course, it is not. Because what kind of person am I to just let him and the other grave-boys just forget? Fair warning for this fic, English isn't my first language, so mistakes can/will happen. Secondly, some supernatural stuff will happen and will be discussed, but only in a way, that I think fits kinda in the story. (originally posted on my AO3 MariDreamLove )
Más detallesPautas de Contenido