Dirty Lynx
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Who killed my friend Anastasia? A question that has haunted me for over a year now. Even to this day, I come no closer to any answers than to wonder about the unknown or even why. So, here I journey through a stranger's town only to find clues too close to home. My name is Tori Tannon. And this is my story....
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Who Was She?
In the 1930s, in a highschool called Ashford Academy. A journalist by the name Esther Charlene shares her experiences at the school. Esther was an interesting one. She always hated school, until sudden mysterious death's happened in the school. She never made a lot of friends, since she wasn't a fan of the friendship thing. Later on she befriends a girl named Heather Marlene. As Esther's friendship grows, what will it grow to? What is Heather Marlene to Esther? To continue, There was a girl whose nose never stopped bleeding. Rumors always filled the school, like a virus. Nobody knows who the girl really is. Esther calls her ' sakodo' but she was given the name slit-faced girl by the people who saw her. But those people that feared or saw her died the next day. Why do people die the same? How do people die? Most importantly, what killed them? One day the girl suddenly disappears. Nobody knows where. A few days after she disappeared, all that was left of her was forgotten. Nobody knew who she was. All traces of her were gone. What really happened to that girl? What was her name? Where did she disappear to? What was the girl's backstory? As the story unfolds. The truths are exposed. Nobody knows. Not even you. (Some chapters may be short so I apologize! I wrote this story a while back and never posted it or shared it, so again I apologize for the short chapters but I sadly won't add more to the short chapters so bare with me 😅)Concluida
Fake Tales
"I don't know what kind of girl you think I am Greg" I mumbled. I was not the kind of girl who slept with guys on a whim. I wanted him, but not enough to abandon all reason. He took a step toward me, ignored my narrowed eyes and wrapped his arms around me. I wriggled and tried to pull away, but he only held me tighter. His face was impossibly close to me, expression serene to my fury. I could feel him already, pressing into my stomach. Fear shot through me, but the anticipation was equal. "I know exactly what kind of girl you are Maddy... that's the problem" He said simply. His lips crashed into mine, tasting every inch of me. I wanted more than anything to pull away, leave and never mention this again.... but I couldn't do it. The feel of him naked, warm and muscular against me rendered me speechless. I couldn't explain it, but our bodies seemed to fit together somehow and the anger I'd felt just a minute ago. That firey anger at him invading my privacy was gradually merging with the previous lust from last night. Now all I felt was an all consuming need for him to touch me. ....................................................................... Maddy Reynolds' life is a mess. Her best friend's brother Greg has just died and her two best friends Mel and Dom aren't speaking to each other. She has no one to talk to about her confusing feelings towards Greg or why Mel is so distant. Then at the funeral, she becomes friends with Tom Winter by pure chance and he seems to be the only one who understands her. And yet.... even he is keeping secrets from her. The sort of secrets that have the power to change everything. Maddy now has to decide to trust him or find out the truth on her own. Things would have been a whole lot simpler if she'd chosen the latter.Concluida
Summer Gone Wrong
A group of unlikely teens( 3 mean girls, a trans boy, a gay soccer player, an emo guy, 2 lesbian lovers, an honors student, a cowboy, a slut and a white privlaged teen mom) end up stuck togther after a murder in thier town sets summer break off to a rocky start. Forced to go on a trip togther they misteriously go missing. Could one of then be the killer?Concluida
I've Become Like Him
"Ahhh!!!" The man's body falls to the floor limp and I fall to the floor out of terror, "Why are you screaming? I saved you from being raped." I look at the man who is holding a gun with a little smile on his face. He holds the gun up to my head and I start crying, "P-Please, p-please don't do this. I-I won't tell anybody." He bends down and I whimper, "I don't think I can let you go. What happened you run and tell in the next three days? You've already seen my face and heard my voice." I shake my head, "I swear I won't tell anybody! I-I don't know anybody!" He looks at me up and down, "I'll give you two choices. I kill you now or you come with me. You can keep me entertained for a while." €€€€€€€€€€€€€€€€€€€€€€€€€€€€€€€€€€€€€€€€€€€€€€€ Lyric Dime is a twenty-one year old loner who works in a top tier casino. She has no friends or family and she lives alone in a nice apartment. She's well off, so there's nothing she should complain about. Lyric doesn't talk much so that's why it's hard for her to make any friends or meet new people. But happens when she see someone get murdered in front and has no choice to listen to the killer? €€€€€€€€€€€€€€€€€€€€€€€€€€€€€€€€€€€€€€€€€€€€€€€€ I notice that most of my readers hate crying so I'm going to warn you all. The main female character cries a lot and I mean a lot. You have all be warned. Lol. Cover By: @thenovelbullyConcluida
Innocent killer
You ever feel like you're the reason for bad things happening? Well I do. In fact I don't just feel like it... I KNOW I'm the reason. Hi. I'm Tori. And I'm an innocent killer.Concluida
I DIDN'T DO IT
Hi, I'm Natasha Hedge, 23, and my brother's dead, the people who killed him are trying to frame me for it, and the people I love have joined them. At least I still have my favourite person with me - by the way, my favourite person is the Sun. Feel free to laugh. The amazing book cover was made by @Sheewholoved I fell in love with it right away, Thanks a lot for the quick and awesome book cover.Concluida
Old Money Madness
One of his hands was snaked around my back while the other dragged up my spine into my hair. With one hard tug, my head fell backward and the shower water covered my face. Gasping for air I felt his mouth make its way around the base of my neck. The hot water was already making my skin hot, but having him so close in this way, made me feel like I should have combusted a long time ago. He jerked me back up to be facing him. He kissed my mouth then drags his eyes down to my neck. "A pretty necklace, for the gorgeous Princess." *** "Tell me River what each kiss means again." He presses one to my cheek. "We're friends." I smile. "Here." He presses a kiss on my hand. "You adore me." I laugh. Then he pressed a kiss to my lips. It was quick barely touching long enough for my nerves to recognize it. "A kiss to the lips," I spoke blankly. My lips still parted in the manner he left me. I'm afraid to move in fear that my brain will forget the feeling. "And tell me again what that means River?" "I love you." A chaste whisper. So quiet, almost as if it didn't need to be said at all to be understood. "And that I do Miss Knight. In all your intensity." *** Two people come to figure out a double homicide. One is mental who is richer than anyone and the other is a detective from New York just trying to get their name on a big case. You may want to eat the rich, but most of them have already starved themselves. insta: csulak_Concluida
My Real Life Nightmare
Hey there, my name is Shauna Blake and I'm going to tell you about my real life nightmare. Well for starters you should know my heart got ripped apart, people I loved were taken away and then I become the only one left to figure out the puzzle. There's a murder about who's coming after me for an unknown reason, but using harsh ways to do so. I need to find him/her if I want to help my friends and avenge my true love. Things don't always go right for innocent people though.Concluida
In the 1930s, in a highschool called Ashford Academy. A journalist by the name Esther Charlene shares her experiences at the school. Esther was an interesting one. She always hated school, until sudden mysterious death's happened in the school. She never made a lot of friends, since she wasn't a fan of the friendship thing. Later on she befriends a girl named Heather Marlene. As Esther's friendship grows, what will it grow to? What is Heather Marlene to Esther? To continue, There was a girl whose nose never stopped bleeding. Rumors always filled the school, like a virus. Nobody knows who the girl really is. Esther calls her ' sakodo' but she was given the name slit-faced girl by the people who saw her. But those people that feared or saw her died the next day. Why do people die the same? How do people die? Most importantly, what killed them? One day the girl suddenly disappears. Nobody knows where. A few days after she disappeared, all that was left of her was forgotten. Nobody knew who she was. All traces of her were gone. What really happened to that girl? What was her name? Where did she disappear to? What was the girl's backstory? As the story unfolds. The truths are exposed. Nobody knows. Not even you. (Some chapters may be short so I apologize! I wrote this story a while back and never posted it or shared it, so again I apologize for the short chapters but I sadly won't add more to the short chapters so bare with me 😅)
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