The Hero in the Night
- LECTURES 25
- Votes 2
- Chapitres 1
This diary belongs to John the Hero in the night nicknamed " The Keeper Of Peace" or in other words K.O.P (pronounced cop). The only thing that we do know about him though is that he saves lives no matter how late it gets into the night. Though just before morning he vanishes into the alleyways hidden around the corners of every street to only be seen later that afternoon just before night falls.
Tous Droits Réservés
Rejoignez la plus grande communauté de conteursObtiens des recommandations personnalisées d'histoires, enregistre tes préférées dans ta bibliothèque, commente et vote pour développer ta communauté.
Vous aimerez aussi
Wicked Blood Games
A colorful flashy pretty boy next door named Alonzo breaks out of his dark closet and into the lights. Stepping into a scene that hides behind smiles, polite conversations, pure juicy drama, and an erotic sex scene. Basically being a true boy next door, the door always get answered with a big smile, and never get turned dow. He gets carelesssly wrapped up in his new life as years pass. Then there goes the big red stamp along with numerous amount of unknown pictures. As he grows in a livid rage, he speeds up another hundred miles per hour, tagging everything and everybody in his reach. For pure pleasureful escapades when he gets the urge to step out of his box and into the red roof inn. More like defeated nights where the devil has his way with him and his advocate alter ego comes out to play, biting every victim that joins him. Eventually karma comes out to play as he is forced to face his mischief and sorrows. With his life flashing in his eyes, he's forced to fight for it. he finds out that these problems came from his own wicked blood.
the rise of the metal dragon
With a darkness threatening the world. Sometimes the hero is not who you expect Because truth be told Hero is truly just someone who will rise up to help the weak or it's just a idiot trying to survive the end of the world. So follow on the adventure of Jack discovering how to be good will he be able to save all he care about or will he fail like always. (This is a repost of a story that I'm writing on A03 thought I would post it here too)Terminé
Alone // Frerard
Parents that act like their part of the fucking WBC... A flaming homosexual son... This is going to work out great. (The story will be better than the intro, I swear!!) Gerard's parents are religious, they value their beliefs above their sons. But Gerard doesn't believe in such things. Gerard was different than all the other people his age. He always had been. No one seemed to understand his strange ways, except for his brother, Mikey. Mikey was the only person Gerard gave a shit about, in fact, he truly loved his brother. Without his brother, Gerard would be alone. Oh yeah, did I mention Gerard was gay? When Gerard's parents found out, days later, there was one less member in the Way household. The night he was disowned, started as any ordinary day, and ended in silence. Gerard was kicked out of the home, with nothing but the clothes he was wearing, and whatever was in his pockets. As he stepped out the door, he took one final look at his brother. Mikey's facial expression was somewhat emotionless, but his eyes flooded with tears. That final fucking glance, it would haunt them forever... Gerard was homeless for weeks, until a short boy his age, caught him by surprise... **CAUTION** This fic contains: Mild drug abuse Moderate Alcohol Abuse Frequent Swearing Mild talk of Self Harm Smut (further in the chapters) Moderate violence Depressive Behaviors Enjoy!!Terminé
The Father, The Son, and The Nightmares In Between
"God, Gerard," he moaned, "Are you that oblivious?" Frank watched him nod with a shrug. He rolled his eyes and continued nonetheless, "I really like you. I just wanna be fucking normal!" He huffed rubbing his eyes, "I wanna do stuff that I would do if we were normal. Like fucking romance shit. Like holding hands on the roof and looking at stars. Or sing to my Pandora station while we clean parts of the church before Sunday. Or make out in the back of my car and listen to my favorite songs. And god I would kill to dance in the rain with you and not have to worry about anything. No vampire shit. No age gap. No fucking rumors. You know that half of this goddamn town knows about my love life?" He removed his hands from his eyes to stare at Gerard who was staring back intensely, "It sucks. Everything sucks. My fucking life sucks." TRIGGER WARNINGS: mentions of gore, mentions of loss, mentions of suicide, suicidal thoughts, and suicidal actions, MAJOR CHARACTER DEATHTerminé
Project "homophobia is gay"
Highschool is a living hell. At least that's Gerard's opinion because he can't pass the hallways without being shoved against lockers or called a "fag". God, how Gerard hated this word. In his last year of school, he decides to take a risk and starts a school project in which he wants to find out why all of his teachers and classmates hate homosexual people so much. For his project "homophobia is gay" he interviews a few people but decides that this won't be enough. What if he could introduce one of them to his world and show them that it's not bad to be gay? And what if this person was Frank Iero, the guy who has a list of girls he slept with right under his mattress at home, and an abhorrence against the red-headed boy? *Warnings*: bad language, homophobia, smut, abuseTerminé
The Failed Experiment
This is about Experiment_07 and that he was actually a hero, he wants to protect his loved ones against the sake of evil. https://true-infinity.fandom.com/wiki/AmethystTerminé
3am
Nothing good can come from the telephone ringing at 3am. Every night at 3am Zeke's phone rings. Twice. The first, a hang-up. The second call though... The second phone call is a stranger reciting the same song lyrics. Zeke's getting real sick of the prank. As a homicide detective, getting a full night's sleep is a rarity. Even more so now that he's plagued with the prank calls. But when local young men begin to go missing, only to turn up dead a few days later, Zeke has to wonder if his mysterious prank caller is connected to the cases...Terminé
The Photographer's Son -Frerard-
Gerard Way. He's always haunted by his title- the photographer's son. He's new in town and it's only a coincidence that his father owns a photography and development shop. Then Frank Iero pops into his life unexpectedly, scaring Gerard, causing him to spill his photos everywhere. His oath that he would only take one picture of the same person is broken. As their friendship grows, so does Gerard's collection. Best part is, is that Gerard is as oblivious as it gets. He journals everything that happens, including his nights with Frank. (Time era: 1986 and present day) *completed*Terminé
The Vanishing Town
In a town where memories fade and people vanish without a trace, a detective stumbles upon a journal written by her future self-warning her of a dark force controlling it all. In a place where nothing stays the same and trust is a luxury she can no longer afford, the detective faces a chilling question-how can she fight back when even her own memories may be the enemy? As reality begins to unravel, she must race against time to uncover the truth before she becomes the next to disappear. But in a place where nothing stays the same, can she trust anyone... or is she already trapped in a game she can't escape?Terminé
The nearly invincible hero
This story is all hero that are in Iowa and *beep* like that. Warning: this story is fast pace, continues on from the other stories and very minimal description. starting in the middle of any story will be confusing as *Beep*. it is preferred to read from the beginning to end (The nearly invincible hero)Terminé
A colorful flashy pretty boy next door named Alonzo breaks out of his dark closet and into the lights. Stepping into a scene that hides behind smiles, polite conversations, pure juicy drama, and an erotic sex scene. Basically being a true boy next door, the door always get answered with a big smile, and never get turned dow. He gets carelesssly wrapped up in his new life as years pass. Then there goes the big red stamp along with numerous amount of unknown pictures. As he grows in a livid rage, he speeds up another hundred miles per hour, tagging everything and everybody in his reach. For pure pleasureful escapades when he gets the urge to step out of his box and into the red roof inn. More like defeated nights where the devil has his way with him and his advocate alter ego comes out to play, biting every victim that joins him. Eventually karma comes out to play as he is forced to face his mischief and sorrows. With his life flashing in his eyes, he's forced to fight for it. he finds out that these problems came from his own wicked blood.
Plus d’InfosDirectives du Contenu