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Dans la brume du quai n°2

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C'est par pure conscience professionnelle qu'il se rend sur son lieu de travail le 24 décembre, contre son gré et contre le souhait de son épouse. Sur le chemin du retour, en fin de matinée, les trains sont annoncés avec un retard très important. La ville est plongée dans une épais banc de brouillard et la gare de Bruxelles-Schuman n'y échappe pas. 
Pour tuer le temps, il part se promener dans le brouillard. Là, les éléments laissent libre cours à son imagination jusqu'à ce qu'il entende les pas d'un homme, puis d'un second. Il sera alors mêlé à une affaire qui dépasse de loin son quotidien et qui l'obligera à libérer ses instincts les plus primaires pour ne pas rajouter à la longue liste de victimes innocentes son propre nom.All Rights Reserved

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The Master's Chess Piece [Black Butler X Reader] by KayKay530

You kept your head down, staring a your brown boots. You slightly tilted your head towards the sound of shoes coming towards you. By the way they sounded as they hit the street, you assumed whoever was nearing you was wearing dress shoes. Probably some rich man who felt sorry for the little girl alone on the dark cold streets. You kept your eyes down. The sound stopped, you could see the black dress shoes in your view. They were an inch or two away from your boots. Your eyes trailed passed the shoes, up black trousers, to a black tailcoat and grey vest, then finally to a face. A handsome male looked down at you. "You have incredible skills with those swords you carry around on your back. I'd like to offer you a position. Room and board would be included. No experience necessary." He leaned closer to your ear and whispered, "I'll teach you everything you need to know." }{ You were a normal everyday teenager, killer, but then a fancy annoying man found you and offered you a job working for the Queen's Watchdog. Then you were a normal maid, who killed any unwanted visitors, until an old partner visited you and offered a job you couldn't resist taking. The job is simple, kill Ciel Phantomhive. (yes I realize that's a cliché fanfiction move) }{ I do not own Black Butler or any of the Black Butler characters, only the ones I create. (Lizzy as Ciel fiance does not exist in this story, don't want the whole drama of an engaged "man" loving another "woman")

My Seven by DanniDana8

"Hi, I'm Noa." Glancing to my right, I realized the girl was sitting next to me. "Um, I'm Delaney." "Nice to meet you. It's nice to finally have another girl to talk to. I've been stuck with these assholes here for three years." "What, did they kidnap you too?" At that, everyone turned to me and it was quiet again. Tyde, of course, looked pissed. I was beginning to think he was mad all the time. "Actually no. Enzo is my boyfriend and I moved here with them when my parents died." Oh, that's awkward. "I'm sorry. I shouldn't have-" "No, no. It's okay. I understand. It probably seems like that but I'm definitely here willingly." She laughed awkwardly, trying to break the silence. I snorted, "well that makes one of us." ------ Delaney Withers' father was killed 5 years ago and her world was flipped upside down. Having to quit school and help her mother take care of her younger brother and sister, she thought her life couldn't get any worse. That is until, her life is flipped once more by seven people. She's taken away from her family but what will she find out on this journey? Her father's past secrets and the under lying reason to why this was all happening.

"Of Wolf and Man" by NUmaker

Throughout the past few months, Cellinia Texas has found herself the object of a Sicilian bunch's sick and perverse joke. They accused her of severe oversteppings in the clauses of her daring severing of ties, noting that for someone who apparently doesn't want anything to do with Siracusa anymore, she sure does love killing her ex-compatriots for sport on the side. Indignant by the false allegations, she falls down a spiraling staircase of murder head-first, tumbling down into the palms of lurking conspirators. But Lungmen's spotlight shouldn't be solely focused on her, should it? No, it shouldn't. And it's not, for this isn't a story about Texas mindlessly killing Siracusans by the dozen. It's not about the abhorrent reality of organized crime, It's about coming down and climbing up, about scaling the ladder of life without clambering like a blubbering fool. It's about you, Andrew Reiff. It's about you, fixing what you've shattered. About starting anew, even if in her world, not yours. It's about shaping and shifting, turning your meek self into something useful, for a damsel in "distress" needs someone to extend a helping hand! And that's all you have anyway. Just one, very eager hand. Continuation of "Almost Green" :D (this one will actually be happy, TRUST)

You V.S. Mafia by scaryberry123

[COMPLETED] "Shoot," Joey mumbles, letting out a string of profanities under his breath. We turn around to find a group of men, all with guns, standing where we just came from, and they look pissed... probably because they were forced to run through this tunnel after us. "Thought you could get away, didn't you?" The man who I saw before asks. His husky voice booms in the hollow tunnel, reverberating off of the dirt walls. His voice sounds familiar, and a realization strikes me. It sounds like the man from my dream. I remember him holding a gun and wearing a blue suit, smiling evilly at me. "Leave us alone," Joey says, sounding dangerous and snapping me out of my thoughts. The levity of the situation hits-we need to get out of here. I look around for a route of escape and thankfully I see a light, literally, at the end of the second tunnel. I let out a small, almost inaudible, gasp and nudge Joey. He looks at me and I subtly gesture with my head to the second tunnel. He glances at it and immediately we are on the same page. His jaw sets and he looks at the group. The man speaks up again, chuckling darkly-a sound I will never forget and will be permanently etched into my brain, "You can thank your father for starting this mess." -------------------------- Liza was a normal teenaged girl, living the average life that an eighteen year old girl should be living. She had good friends, good grades, a happy family, a loving boyfriend, and an overall content life, seemingly having everything a person could ask for. However, when she somehow gets thrown into the mix and is in the crossfires of a brutal mafia war that she has no business being a part of, things spiral out of control and she has to do whatever it takes to regain her freedom. In this hectic adventure of gun fights, torture, bank robbing and intimidating mafia men, Liza has to face it all, putting her average life on the line in order to defeat the bad guys and go back to her normal way of living.

Road to Annihilation by AppleLovingIndividua

Houston, TX - 2028 Seven years after the murder of his younger sister, Charlotte; Jake, 26, spends day and night driving for Uber and Lyft all seven days a week, to make ends meet, as well as dump the thought of suicide. He stumbles across a young woman, Kendra, 20, and instantly falls in love her, who later is sold off by her ex-boyfriend to a sex-trafficking ring, led by a Ukrainian mafia group. One day, Kendra escapes the crime ring and finds Jake again. He then elopes with her, wanting to help her. It is then he learns she is the mother of a baby girl and vows to help her regain her daughter and keep her protected. Until the mob catches up to them and Kendra is taken again, while Jake is left for dead. Jake realizes if he does not save Kendra, she will suffer the same fate as his sister did. ❤😎🌐🕊 @}8^)->=<: DISCLAIMER This story is a pure work of fiction. All characters, plot, timelines are fictitious with no resemblance to the dead or any of the living. It also covers the topic of drug abuse, prostitution and human trafficking which is also a part of the fictitious plot. MPAA: Rated PG-13 for language, some disturbing elements and violence. Mild sexual themes and depictions of prostitution. To my parents, siblings, friends and acquaintances alike, and to a passenger I had one day in April 2024.

Corrupted by HarperMads

"I love you Brenn. I fell in love with you from the first time i laid my eyes on you, I just never thought that a man like you would ever consider loving someone like me." I could taste the fear and worry in him. I could feel the love and desire. I could sense the corruption around us, but right now all i wanted was him. ************************** In a time of grieving, Emily Levy found herself exalted by an endless amalgam of sensations. Upon her sister's murder, Em ended up getting sucked in a different world where the only thing she could feel was love in a twisted game of faith. Police officer Brenn Hitzig never felt as much thankful for his job. Who knew all it took to find your soul mate was one gruesome murder and a psychopath on the loose? In a lost battle to fight her feelings, Emily gladly surrenders to Brenn, the one person who could make her forget the atrocious truth. Just when they thought that they've hit their silver-lining, things took a turn for the worst. When Emily's mother loses her appetite to live, and her father loses pretty much his sanity, only Brenn she has yet to hang to: her life line. But what happens when another blond soul threatens to steal away her regular doze of happiness and love?

Pyro by EmmelieMadsen

Let me tell you my story, the one about how I died. Don't worry, though. I came back. They say when someone shares their story, they're sharing their burden. Seeking someone to help carry the weight that bends their shoulders, hoping their troubles will float away like helium balloons into the endless sky. Your silence becomes their sanctuary, a vacuum they fill with dust-covered memories. If you speak, do it gently - a nod, a smile, the ghost of a touch on their shoulder. But my story? It's different. It carved its path because trust becomes a luxury I could no longer afford. How could it not, when the one person who swore to never betray me did exactly that? The one who promised never to hurt me, broke me. The one who vowed to stay, walked away. So tell me, why trust anyone else when the person I trusted the most killed me in every way but physical? Until they managed that too. They say the most dangerous predators are the ones who look like prey. I learned this truth through split knuckles and shattered promises, through blood on my tongue and threats whispered against skin. Through playing weak while gathering my strength in darkness. Now I watch him, this self-proclaimed hunter in his own game. He doesn't see he's just another piece being moved across someone else's board. The mafia's golden prince, they whisper. If only they knew what lurks beneath that polished veneer. What dances behind those eyes that mirror the shadows I know so well. But shadows? They're born from fire. And somewhere out there, someone's striking matches, leaving black roses on cooling ashes, drawing closer with every corpse that falls. They call him Pyro. And when that name drops in a room. Well, let's just say I'm not the only one with secrets worth killing for. Some demons wear designer suits. Some victims wear crowns. And some fires are worth burning for. Welcome to the game. Trust no one. Not even me.

Resurgence by annelystic

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Like Minds II - Once we'll be united by MicheSpade

Nigel Colbie is gone. Alex Forbes seems to be finally freed from the sick person that kept haunting him with his madness, but sadly enough he was after all the one who held the gun. As Alex got captivated at the police station for questioning about the death of his fellow student Nigel, he gets forced to tell forensic psychologist Sally Rowe the whole story about what happened between them. During his stay he gets tormented by delucions of Nigel. He keeps talking to him... Keeps telling him he would come back some day, and keeps telling him to stay strong and have faith. They'll get their eternity, sooner or later - Nigel keeps repeating. After Alex finally gets released, he immediately decides to quit school and go on his own. He's eightteen now. Time for his own decisions. Nevertheless the damage Nigel served him carries on... On his way toward London, he meets another guy in a train. He thinks that this guy might be his new weapon, hoping Nigel will leave his mind alone after, but in vain. Trying to go on with his life, he moves to Fleet Street in London - tyring to get his normal life back on track without having any education finished or having any friends. He gets stuck in a more miserable life: having problems with alcohol, and money. Until then... someone suddenly appears, on the most unexpected time to change his life even more... (Part two from the RPG Fanfiction series: Like Minds. Part one findable at my other works called: To my Beloved Maraclea)

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The Master's Chess Piece [Black Butler X Reader]

You kept your head down, staring a your brown boots. You slightly tilted your head towards the sound of shoes coming towards you. By the way they sounded as they hit the street, you assumed whoever was nearing you was wearing dress shoes. Probably some rich man who felt sorry for the little girl alone on the dark cold streets. You kept your eyes down. The sound stopped, you could see the black dress shoes in your view. They were an inch or two away from your boots. Your eyes trailed passed the shoes, up black trousers, to a black tailcoat and grey vest, then finally to a face. A handsome male looked down at you. "You have incredible skills with those swords you carry around on your back. I'd like to offer you a position. Room and board would be included. No experience necessary." He leaned closer to your ear and whispered, "I'll teach you everything you need to know." }{ You were a normal everyday teenager, killer, but then a fancy annoying man found you and offered you a job working for the Queen's Watchdog. Then you were a normal maid, who killed any unwanted visitors, until an old partner visited you and offered a job you couldn't resist taking. The job is simple, kill Ciel Phantomhive. (yes I realize that's a cliché fanfiction move) }{ I do not own Black Butler or any of the Black Butler characters, only the ones I create. (Lizzy as Ciel fiance does not exist in this story, don't want the whole drama of an engaged "man" loving another "woman")