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Based off dreams I had (some alittle altered) or somthing. Alot or either Horror-ish or just plain weirdAll Rights Reserved

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Reborn in TVD?! by Andrea_Rose020259

I don't get it. I really don't. I died, I get that much. But waking up in a dark and squishy place, with absolutely NO ROOM to move, I DON'T GET. Let's recap. It was a regular day. I got up, ate, showered and went to work. I was a police officer. I was checking out a house call about domestic abuse. I didn't even get to knock on the door before a man bursted out screaming at a women about calling the pigs on him. It didn't take much to figure out he was the abuser with the way he was holding her arm tight enough to bruise. I tried to diffuse the situation, told him to calm down and let her go. He didn't like that. In the end I got shot and died. Then I woke up in a small and dark space and freaked out. Then I get pushed out only to cry and realize I'm a baby. Oh, but not just anyone's baby. I'm Miranda and Grayson Gilbert's baby?! In 'The Vampire Diaries'?! What the fuck is happening?! Rankings: #1 in reincarnated (out of 3.58k) #2 in witchcraft (out of 19.3k) #27 in gay (out if 389k) I do not own TVD or any characters beside my oc's

Get Me Out! by beautiful_siren

In 1931, a seventeen year old troubled girl was sent to an insane asylum. Only being there a month, three guards took her into a small room, raped her, and brutally beat her to death. Legend says that the girl is still there, waiting to seek revenge. Apparently anyone that has gone in... never came back out. Now 2011, 80 years later, eight friends decide they want to stay the night there. What was suppose to be a night of goofing off and having fun takes a turn for the absolute worst when the legend turns out to be true... Disclaimer! I own everything. Don't steal and I will love you forever. Warning: This story contains a lot of violence, language, and a little bit of sexual activity. If you don't like any of that please don't read. Unless you really want to.

RANDOM YAPPING BUT I WROTE IT DOWN by ash_the_weird0

I just write down random stuff here Like a diary bit public or smth

❝𝕖𝕩𝕡𝕖𝕣𝕚𝕖𝕟𝕔𝕖 𝕒𝕟𝕕 𝕕𝕣𝕖𝕒𝕞 𝕛𝕠𝕦𝕣𝕟𝕒𝕝❞creepypasta investigation by __Lady_K__

I have included some of my weird experiences and dreams in my creepypasta research book. I thought it would be a good idea to make a seperate book for just that! ᓚᘏᗢ⁻ ᵀʰⁱˢ ᵃˢ ʷᵉˡˡ ᵃˢ ᵉᵛᵉʳʸᵗʰⁱⁿᵍ ⁱ ʷʳⁱᵗᵉ ⁱⁿ ᵗʰⁱˢ ᵇᵒᵒᵏ ᵃʳᵉ ᴿᴱᴬᴸ ᵉˣᵖᵉʳⁱᵉⁿᶜᵉˢ! ᴵ ᵏⁱⁿᵈ ᵒᶠ ᵘˢᵉ ᵃ ᵈⁱᶠᶠᵉʳᵉⁿᵗ ʷʳⁱᵗᵗⁱⁿᵍ ˢᵗʸˡᵉ ᵗᵒ ᵐᵃᵏᵉ ᵗʰᵉ ˢᵗᵒʳⁱᵉˢ ᵃ ˡⁱᵗᵗˡᵉ ᵇⁱᵗ ᵐᵒʳᵉ ᵉᵉʳⁱᵉ ʰᵉʰᵉ.

Shyla misfits by Shadowstar1028

2023; was the year that few to little kids that were born with super powers. Some were considered strong while others remained normal yet special. Still, society was skeptical of such a rare breed of humans being out and about. So Asylums from worldwide decided to take in the gifted children. Shyla asylum was no different. Now we have Ajin. A ten year old boy who has powers that are deemed dangerous by mankind. If only they knew about who else was inside of his body along with him... someone who holds a lot more bloodlust and power than the child does himself. Someone that almost nobody has seen in action... without being killed off.

The Trouble with Trust [COMPLETED] by AlleyandMisha

I'm about to tell you a story about a girl. A normal girl. A girl that had no cares in the world, until her trust for it was stripped away. When you read her story, you'll find yourself trusting her, loving her, rooting for her. But you see, not everyone gets to trust the world. Not everyone has a happy ending. --- Halfway through the kiss however, his attitude changed; instead of being a loving embrace, it became a fierce trap. His grip on her waist tightened, trapped her where she was instead of simply holding her where he wanted her. The hand in her hair grabbed a section of it, enforcing his demand for her not to go anywhere. Before she knew what was happening, he left go of her hair, and pushed her to the ground. She gasped, suddenly able to breathe. He stood up and walked over to her. He placed a soft hand on her cheek, just like he used to when he was telling her how special she was to him. None of the emotion was there this time however, all she could feel radiating from his was rage. "You shouldn't have run off, babe," he said bitterly. "I was about to show you how much I loved you. Instead, I now have to show you what happens when you anger me." --- The men regarded her, before she was shoved to the ground and one produced a whip. There, laying broken on the floor, as the other girls watched, she was whipped. Slowly, she felt her skin breaking in time with her heart and her will.

Quiescent Storms by zil_e_qamar

||C O M P L E T E D|| || A Mafia generic story, in addition with new aspects and divergence|| ||Slow editing|| ~*~ "I am pretty sure this is more than a coincidence, right Doctor knight?"He spoke out staring intensely in my blue contact lens and glancing at my black attired body.We hold each other's gaze for a pregnant moment ignoring every presence around us. "Indeed Sir,"I started calmly forcing out the sir,"The world seems quite round for us to meet in the underground ring."I added with an irony tone as our gaze remained locked.Fate indeed works in more coincidentally adverse ways than I am eager to confront and prepare myself for. ~*~ In the view of world,they'll look like successful independent humans who got their life set.But there's always more than the eyes meet. Two souls, two riddles,veiled with their quiescent storms and mysteries, unaware of their souls searching the same salvation of life.How long will it take them to knock off these storms into quiescent contentment? ~*~ 𝑯𝒊𝒈𝒉𝒆𝒔𝒕 𝑹𝒂𝒏𝒌𝒊𝒏𝒈𝒔:- #1 𝒊𝒏 𝑪𝒐𝒍𝒅 #1 𝒊𝒏 𝑼𝒏𝒅𝒆𝒓𝒄𝒐𝒗𝒆𝒓 #1 𝒊𝒏 𝑫𝒊𝒔𝒈𝒖𝒊𝒔𝒆 #1 𝒊𝒏 𝑴𝒂𝒇𝒊𝒂 #1 𝒊𝒏 𝑺𝒕𝒓𝒐𝒏𝒈 𝑭𝒆𝒎𝒂𝒍𝒆 𝑳𝒆𝒂𝒅 #1 𝒊𝒏 𝑨𝒄𝒕𝒊𝒐𝒏-𝒓𝒐𝒎𝒂𝒏𝒄𝒆 #2 𝒊𝒏 𝒖𝒏𝒅𝒆𝒓𝒈𝒓𝒐𝒖𝒏𝒅 #2 𝒊𝒏 𝑮𝒊𝒓𝒍𝒑𝒐𝒘𝒆𝒓 #2 𝒊𝒏 𝑭𝒂𝒎𝒊𝒍𝒚 #3 𝒊𝒏 𝑰𝒕𝒂𝒍𝒊𝒂𝒏 • Don't try to copy mine or anyone's story.

The Killer in the Mirror. by Milan0125

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Release Me by anna_rose01

Highest ranked- #10 in action 2/16/2017 A promotion. That's all I wanted. I didn't want to run for my life. I didn't want to be kidnapped. I didn't want to face death. I didn't want to find out my whole life was a lie. I just wanted a bloody promotion. Guess fate had other plans? **** The cold air fanned over my face as I opened the door. The exit door lead to the back of the building so it was pitch black. I leaned against the wall trying to control myself. Blood was running down my arm and head. My hair was stuck to my face from all the sweat and blood. Everything was spinning around me and the ground seemed like it was shaking. Groaning I sat down and put my head on my knees. He knows who I am. He knows how I look like. He knows where I work so possible knows where I live. I am not safe anymore... no where. While I was in my own world I heard faint sounds behind me but I didn't bother to look or run away. The footsteps got closer and I was pretty sure it was Walker's men. I should run. I should try to fight. But what's the point in trying to run away? He would eventually find me and if he has his way he would most likely kill me. If this is my fate then why am I trying to fight it? I felt someone harshly grab my waist and pull me up and I complied. They dragged me down the alley and into the busy street. I heard the opening of a car and the next thing I knew I was being thrown into a car. My head hit the hard leather seat and the door shut behind me. Maybe this is how my life will end. Maybe I should just let it happen. Maybe I was destined to die alone as a no one. With that I let the darkness consume me.

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❝𝕖𝕩𝕡𝕖𝕣𝕚𝕖𝕟𝕔𝕖 𝕒𝕟𝕕 𝕕𝕣𝕖𝕒𝕞 𝕛𝕠𝕦𝕣𝕟𝕒𝕝❞creepypasta investigation cover

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The Trouble with Trust [COMPLETED] cover

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Reborn in TVD?!

I don't get it. I really don't. I died, I get that much. But waking up in a dark and squishy place, with absolutely NO ROOM to move, I DON'T GET. Let's recap. It was a regular day. I got up, ate, showered and went to work. I was a police officer. I was checking out a house call about domestic abuse. I didn't even get to knock on the door before a man bursted out screaming at a women about calling the pigs on him. It didn't take much to figure out he was the abuser with the way he was holding her arm tight enough to bruise. I tried to diffuse the situation, told him to calm down and let her go. He didn't like that. In the end I got shot and died. Then I woke up in a small and dark space and freaked out. Then I get pushed out only to cry and realize I'm a baby. Oh, but not just anyone's baby. I'm Miranda and Grayson Gilbert's baby?! In 'The Vampire Diaries'?! What the fuck is happening?! Rankings: #1 in reincarnated (out of 3.58k) #2 in witchcraft (out of 19.3k) #27 in gay (out if 389k) I do not own TVD or any characters beside my oc's