Kindergarten stories
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The Contract
Something didn't feel right. I looked around my room slowly; cautiously; taking everything in and trying not to feel too nervous. Perhaps Lure was in my room right now, watching me, silently laughing to himself. I didn't doubt it. I slipped off my bed and walked around, hugging my waist, and tilted my head. I felt my rough ponytail slide against the back of my neck and over my shoulder as I moved. "Lure?" I hissed, "Lure, are you there?" I wandered around a little, for some reason feeling scared. But why? It was only Lure. He wouldn't hurt me, would he? "Okay, Lure. Quit it. I know it's you. Who else would it-" I stopped, startled, when I heard a strange sound that made me cringe. It was like fingernails being dragged across a chalkboard. I whipped around and came face-to-face with my mirror. Immediately, I saw the difference. Various scratches were displayed across the glass, forming words. It looked as if claws had written the words in the mirror. "Deepest apologies, but it was fun." (All credit goes to my sister, who wrote this when she was in the twelfth grade)Lengkap
04Lonewolf's Short Stories
This book is essentially just a compilation of all my short stories that I've written over the last couple of years. Story titles with '🏷️' are inspired by a short story prompt or other literary work, whilst ones with '📙' are stories purely from my own imagination. Ones with '🧩' may be an excerpt from a larger story I'm working on, but can still be considered as a short story by itself. Also just letting you know in advance that I wrote quite a few of these when I was younger and they are really bad 😅. Well, even my recent ones aren't the best. All I'm saying is... these are my very rough drafts, so read at your own risk, and please be positive or feel free to (politely) point out any mistakes so I can make them better :) Enjoy! (WARNING: Please do not copy any of these without permission! If you see someone else using these ideas, please let me know, because these are all my own work.) [DISCLAIMER: I do not own the story cover background, credit goes to Oleksandr Latkun on 'Dreamstime']
SvTFOE: something something.
Short stories that what ever come up in meh brain :3 HUGE WARNING! My story mostly have sex scenes and more stuff not appropriate for lil'ones.sometimes i post just a regular fanfic ^ | | Aint really true.Lengkap
it imagines. | 1990-2017
I wish to forget about these imagines i wrote, but i'll keep them up for you all desperate IT fans. This book is super messy, so just ignore the errors i made.Lengkap
Short romance stories
Just some short romance stories that popped into my head...hope you like them!Lengkap
Various Story Ideas- Summaries
Various Story Ideas that suddenly appeared in my mind. A mishmash of self inserts, original story ideas and crossover si ocs. Just a summary preview of those ideas.. that would probably just stay there or I would make in the future
The Outsiders Imagines and Short Stories
Short Stories and Imagines for the Outsiders. Requests are welcome/encouraged !!Lengkap
Past Stories
This is a collection of some of the stories that I've written in the past, whether they've been written for school or for my own entertainment. :) Please do not judge them too harshly, some of these were completed when I was in elementary and middle school. Enjoy!Lengkap
Something didn't feel right. I looked around my room slowly; cautiously; taking everything in and trying not to feel too nervous. Perhaps Lure was in my room right now, watching me, silently laughing to himself. I didn't doubt it. I slipped off my bed and walked around, hugging my waist, and tilted my head. I felt my rough ponytail slide against the back of my neck and over my shoulder as I moved. "Lure?" I hissed, "Lure, are you there?" I wandered around a little, for some reason feeling scared. But why? It was only Lure. He wouldn't hurt me, would he? "Okay, Lure. Quit it. I know it's you. Who else would it-" I stopped, startled, when I heard a strange sound that made me cringe. It was like fingernails being dragged across a chalkboard. I whipped around and came face-to-face with my mirror. Immediately, I saw the difference. Various scratches were displayed across the glass, forming words. It looked as if claws had written the words in the mirror. "Deepest apologies, but it was fun." (All credit goes to my sister, who wrote this when she was in the twelfth grade)
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