Sriarith -- The Realm of Gods

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Parts 48
Time 4h 7m

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There's an evil in the air, suddenly. No one else can smell it, though. Can you...? Do you hear it...?  Can you hear me...? ....Hello...?All Rights Reserved

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!!!WARNING!!! Contains: bad language, blood, adult talk (some), depression You Have Been Warned!! ~~~ Do You Believe In The Unknown...? Myths..? Fantasies..? Would You Believe Me, If I Told You. That There Is A Creature Unlike No Other. One That Looks Human, But Acts Like An Animal... No One Believes Me. But I Know That These Beautiful Creatures DO Exsist In This World! But I Can't Tell NO ONE About Them... Not Even My Own Family Or Friends. Do YOU Believe Me...? Are YOU A Believer...? ...Or Are You Just Like Everyone Else... At Least I Believe In What I Believe Is FAKE Or NOT. And I Know, These Things ARE REAL! I Call Them... ...Skreetchrs... ~~~ (I will add main characters throughout the story)

( completed) He tried to open his eyes but it feels so heavy , he to move his hands , commanding his mind to do, but he failed... He cannot feel anything... But he can hear voice, the voice of a woman, he can smell her perfume, too familiar now and yet she didnt even know her... where is he and who is she? Is it just a dream in the middle of the war or he is dead...

"Voices. That was all I heard at first..." When Astrus Quinn wakes up in an unfamiliar room with people she doesn't know, what will become of her? What happened to her memories? What caused her to be found half dead in Slugterra? Read on to find out~ I don't own anyone except for my OC Astrus Quinn.

"In my 19 years of life I never really experienced anything worth telling a story about. Usually when something exciting happened to me, which was rare, I'd sum up the key parts and move on. But then I died, and I finally had a story worth talking about. Anyway, how I died isn't too exciting. Just a basic car accident. You know, icy roads, snow coming down hard, a car slides into your lane and then boom. You're standing in the street watching some guy trying to shake you alive and all you can think is, "Damn, I'm dead." Although, I'm sure you've never experienced that, or else I'd be telling you this story face to face. Anyway, that guy begging me to wake up, he's pretty important, remember him. Now, let's get to the good stuff shall we? Because in all honesty, this story isn't about me, or my death, it's about Abigail and Zac. "

Alone || Marshmello X Reader || by Fandom_Creator105

You were awoken by a shaking force. You opened your heavy eyes to see a tall man hovering above you. He was wearing the same thing as you besides the ripped jeans. "Hey, are you alright?" He asked concerned. "Huh? Oh, yeah. I was just sleeping." You shrugged. "How on Earth are you sleeping at a time like this?" He asked with a laugh. "I'm bored." You simply answered. He looked at you with disbelief. "You know guests aren't allowed back here, right?" The mysterious man inquired. Your cheeks went pink with embarrassment as you jumped to your feet. "N-No, I was not aware of that." But then it dawned on you. "Then why are you back here?" "Why, I'm Marshmello of course." A/N: Heyo! Sorry once again. This X reader is using female pronouns once again. This story is also meant for a more mature audience. It contains: -Vulgar Language -Rated R scenes -Talk of Self Harm -Talk of Suicide -Tons of Drama Without further ado, enjoy... Alone Ps: I'm still kinda new to the fandom so take it easy on me (;¬_¬) ~COMPLETED~

It was dark and I was all alone I couldn't see anything, not even my hands in front of me. I felt all sick like I had a cold. " Where am I ? " I asked. " Your in your my mind ? " a voice replied. It sounded like we were in a cave. " What do you mean I'm in your mind ? " I asked again. " We are telepathically linked now, you can't run from me anymore, " replied the person " Just stop messing with me and tell me who you are and where am I, " I Sid. I started to get really eritated. And what did the person mean by you can't run from me anymore. Who was it that I was running from. Then I started to get a little dizzy and my through started to burn. Then all of a sudden I felt a sharp pain in my chest. I woke up. I was in a white room with like 1,000,000 bright light on me. It hurt a lot. There were cords tied up to me and I didn't know where I was.

I close my eyes. I'm not going to die. I'm not going to die. Suddenly, I feel my stomach drop and my head start to spin. I try to scream, but nothing comes out. I try to breathe, but my mouth is dry. The sickening feeling continues for about a minute, then it stops. I open my eyes; I'm not dead... Yet.

Rhythm of Life - A Sabriel Short Story by SinfullyDeepSleep

This came to me one night after it had snowed and I was just sitting in my room in the dark and there was this constant loud tapping sound coming from outside. It kinda freaked me out for scientific and logic based reasons that I don't feel is important. So here it is, my dearies.

I call this a beautiful journey of my lifeless existence. I don't know what's happening, but I seem to be living my life all over again, in my mind. It feels so real but seems like a dream to me. I'm confused, lost, worried, but I hope to find answers to what truly went wrong.

{Complete} I was screaming for help. Could anyone hear me? The men were just standing there laughing. I woke up in a bright room, "she's awake." I heard someone whisper. The memories came flooding back to me as I fell back into unconsciousness. *Three Weeks Earlier*

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!!!WARNING!!! Contains: bad language, blood, adult talk (some), depression You Have Been Warned!! ~ Do You Believe In The Unknown...? Myths..? Fantasies..? Would You Believe Me, If I Told You. That There Is A Creature Unlike No Other. One That Looks Human, But Acts Like An Animal... No One Believes Me. But I Know That These Beautiful Creatures DO Exsist In This World! But I Can't Tell NO ONE About Them... Not Even My Own Family Or Friends. Do YOU Believe Me...? Are YOU A Believer...? ...Or Are You Just Like Everyone Else... At Least I Believe In What I Believe Is FAKE Or NOT. And I Know, These Things ARE REAL! I Call Them... ...Skreetchrs... ~ (I will add main characters throughout the story)

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