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Write My Own Story {Transformers} [Iornhide X OC]

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"Get out, and stay out! You money leaching slut!"

The sound of the door slamming shut rattles throughout the humid night air. Still on the ground from when the high class - too skinny - man threw me out, I stare at the pitch black door with wide eyes, internally wishing for this to be a dream. 

Above me, on the second floor of the moonwhite house, the window opened only for a high pitch shrilly scream to ring out, "If you not off my property in one minute, I'm calling the police for trespassing on privet property!" 

Scrambling to get to my feet, I quickly rush off of their plot of land, knowing if they do call the police I wouldn't be seeing the sun for the rest of my life. Running past the rose bushes that I used to take care of, I take one not caring that I'll get poked by it. Cause the pain can remind me that I'm out of the hell hole, and that I can Write My Own Story.All Rights Reserved

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444. (Completed) by Bee90s

"Montana, come here." He nodded his head toward the door, leaving out of the room. Staying silent as Ms. Carol looked at me, I kissed the back of Josiah's hand before leaving out of the room. As I walked out, Messiah stood there looking at me in disgust while I closed the door. "What are you doing that shit for?" "Huh?" I said since I had nothing else to say, just trying to stall time to get my words together. "Why are you stripping, Monty?" Sighing, I decided that I wasn't going to lie like I'd originally planned to do after listening to Chocolate's stupid advice. "Money." I spoke simply and he scoffed as I looked down. "Why not just ask Josiah for money instead doing hoe shit?" "First of all, It's not doing hoe shit. I don't have sex with anyone. I just dance. And I don't want to ask him for any money. It's not his job to take care of me." "So stripping..." He trailed off with a laugh. "..stripping was the last resort? Instead of putting your pride aside?" Saying nothing, I just looked at him with pleading eyes. "Please don't tell him, Messiah." I could already tell by the look on his face that he was going to tell him. "I ain't gon' tell him.." Thank God. I thought. "..you are." "What?!" I shrieked. "No. I'm not." "You are." He spoke in a demanding tone. "Please. You know how he is." I expressed "And you know how he is too but you made that bed." "Messiah, he's going to kill me." I begged. "I know." He shook his head, walking away from me. "Better figure it out. You got until the end of the day to tell him or I will." He mumbled before walking back into the room.

Watching by KoriKobzina

"Walter tells Stephen to move back so he can see his c*ck better. I noticed his grunting slowing down so it' s not a surprise. This is the third time my husband has had me have sex with our basement tenant. I used to like Stephen so that's the part of about all of this that most depresses me." The first in a series of short stories in "The D-Word" collection, "Watching" is the story of a young immigrant to Canada named Kali. After graduating from high school she is married off by her father to a much older family friend who she soon discovers has an unusual hobby. Walter is physically repugnant to Kali and she's extremely grateful he does not have sex with her. But she wonders what he does in his room where he increasingly spends most of his time. After Walter loses his job he renovates his basement and selects an attractive university student, Stephen, as the tenant. A few months later he informs Kali that they will be visiting the basement apartment and Stephen the following evening and that she needs to get a good night's sleep and bathe following work the next day. This story is based on a divorce case I edited many years ago while working at my first job as a legal editor for a publishing company. As I edited these cases I learned over and over again that truth can indeed be stranger and even kinkier than fiction.

Sinner (Completed) by Bee90s

"Mama, I can't just leave Abir." I admitted, telling her exactly why I couldn't do this. Not only would she be snatching me away from my family and friends but she was taking me away from the person I'd loved for five going on six years. I couldn't just walk away from him. "Baby.." She trailed off, sighing deeply. "I know you love Abir." She stood to her feet to stop packing for a moment and pulled me into her. "But I promise you, there will be other boys. Right now you have to do what's best for you and that's coming with your daddy and I to give you a better life." "Better life for who? You?!" I screamed out, becoming even more angry at her choice of words. As if my feelings were robotic and I could just turn them on and off for any and every person. "My feelings just don't matter to y'all at all, huh?" I asked, crying harder than before now. "Speak to your mother with some respect, Giselle." My father spat to me and I shook my head, watching as they stood there looking at me like some dumb teenager. This wasn't puppy love for me. I didn't spend 5 years building something, just to walk away from it for their dreams. I couldn't do it. Sinner. Book #1

𝓔𝓷𝓿𝓲𝓼𝓲𝓸𝓷 𝓽𝓱𝓮 𝓢𝓮𝓻𝓮𝓷𝓭𝓲𝓹𝓲𝓽𝓸𝓾𝓼 TF!G1 x Reader by Cleanbubbles930

(Y/N) always knew themself as an extreme oddball: nerdy, witty, extroverted, and a Transformers Fan (TF Fan). But after watching a YouTube video celebrating the 40th Anniversary of Transformers, things turned... dope. One night, they discovered a gem inside their Isotoxal Star Triangle necklace gifted by their parents. (Y/n) thought it was an ordinary gem that their parents wanted to surprise them. They were ready to go put it back and sleep. However, all it took was just the touch of a gem to start everything. (Transformers and (Y/N) don't belong to me! Only my OCs!) 丂ㄒ卂ㄒㄩ丂尺乇卩ㄖ尺ㄒ: 𝐒𝐭𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐞𝐝: Ⓙⓤⓝⓔ ⓪⑧, ②⓪②② ✅ ~++~ 𝐄𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐝: ~++~ 𝐄𝐝𝐢𝐭𝐞𝐝:❌

Money Makin' (Completed) by Bee90s

"So when you gon' stop playing and let me hit that shit, Zuria?" Mitch asked while he smoked a blunt in my mother's living room and we both sat on the floor. "Let you hit this?" I asked, raising an eyebrow as I watched him blow smoke into the air. "Yeah." He smirked, cockily. "How about when you learn how to talk to your girlfriend?" I took the blunt out of this hands and smashed it on the ashtray that was on the coffee table. "Whatchu do that for?" He bit his bottom lip, leaning into me. "Hm?" He went on, softly biting my neck. "I've told you, you can't smoke in here, Mitchell." "You're really not even supposed to be here." I said to him, considering my mother did not condone boys in her house but here he was. He'd completely ignored me though as he mushed his head into my neck, leaving small kisses. "Stop." I whined playfully as he pushed himself up onto me and kissed my lips, pushing me backwards with our lips still attached. "Mitch." I spoke nervously as he climbed on top of me while I now laid my back onto the carpet. "Let me hit that shit, ma." He spoke softly into my ear as he continued leaving kisses on my neck. "Mitch, we cant. My mom will be home from work soon." I expressed to him but he ran his hands up my school skirt anyway. "Stop bitchin'." "Let me finally pop that cherry, Z." He spoke, putting his lips on mine as he slowly moved my underwear aside and rubbed his fingers against my Girl. "Mm." I moaned, unfamiliar with this feeling but it felt great. And though I knew my mother would be here soon, I no longer wanted to stop. He continued rubbing it as I laid there, looking up into his eyes. As I did, he smirked down at me and I smiled small, rubbing a hand down his cheek. I was so in love with this boy.

Story of a Sparkling-Transformers fanfic by laylaevangaline

An ambush. That was all there was to it. The Prime was alone at that time, launching his only sparkling off world to protect her. He was so close to losing her to the Decepticons, at least that was what he thought. He was left heavily damaged, leaking energon, for the other Autobots to find. The priority was not the Prime, but his sparkling. Their objective had been achieved, they did not need to do anything else. Optimus Prime was for their Lord and master to defeat, not them. Dimension [20-06-16]_[02-05-20-01]_[05] It is quite a short story, apparently. Oh and TF does not belong to me, I only own my characters and a few ideas and stuff. Everything else belongs to their respective owners.

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.

The Boy and his Yellow Camaro (Sam X reader) by AlexandraCapone

You were just a simple girl. You go to the same high school as Sam. But not everything is plain and simple. From the moment Sam drove you home in his 1977 yellow Camaro you new something was special about him. You always had a crush on him. But what you never expected to happen was discover and alien race together. Ain't that something special? *** "Isn't that the guy? The Wilwicky kid?" Mikaela whispered to you as you looked around from him at the cafeteria. "It's Witwicky." You simply replied as you couldn't help but smile at him. You've known him since kindergarten. You always had an insane crush on him. Now here he is, once again. "Huh.." Mikaela stated as he looked at him before putting her attention back towards you. "You still like him?" She asked as you smiled once more. "Yeah. He's cute." *** Please take note I do not own any merchandise, or any of the actors and actresses or the Transformers Movies. All rights goes to Micheal Bay and Hasbro and to other producers and writers who created the whole Transformer fandom. I simply write this books for entertainment not for profit of any kind! This will probably be a stand alone novel, which won't be turned into a book series! Enjoy! P.S-this novel will take place during the first movie of Transformers and will be based off many scenes of the movie, but will be written in my own description and point of views. Created on: Sunday September 30 2018 (drafts) Published on: Monday October 15 2018 Completed: Monday November 26 2018 Started Editing: Monday February 25 2019 Completed Editing:

TRANSFORMERS (BOOK ONE) by LAbramusic01

So this is my first story that I'm gonna write and I really hope that you will guys enjoy it. The story will be a mash-up of my favorite movies, TV-shows and video games. I ONLY OWN LORA (well I know it's me, but I now it's not the point), Josipa, Dario and Tomislav AND CHANGED MOMENTS IN THE STORY!!! The story starts a little bit before the first Transformers and goes chronological way the movies and games were made. Some things will be changed, but it will go by the movie line. WARNING: SPOILERS and SMUT at the end!!! SORRY I own Lora and the parts of the story that are not in the story or they got changed in NCIS or Transformers timeline. Genre: Action, Adventure, slight Humor, Fanfiction, (somewhere smut) ... ENJOY!!! #1 Allspark - 4th October 2020

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The night was quiet, the kind of quiet that pressed against your ears and made your breath sound too loud. You saw it before you heard it⎯ a streak of light cutting through the dark, crashing somewhere beyond the trees. The ground shuddered beneath your feet, the air heavy with something you couldn't name. You should've gone home. But your legs carried you forward, curiosity drowning out caution. In the clearing, the metal pod sat steaming, its hull scarred and glowing faintly. You froze as the hatch hissed open, and something massive stirred within. Blue optics flickered to life, locking onto you. "Where am I?" a deep voice rumbled, hollow and unsure. - - ┈┈∘┈˃̶༒˂̶┈∘┈┈ - - a transformers prime fanfiction @avoxadomii 2024

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"Montana, come here." He nodded his head toward the door, leaving out of the room. Staying silent as Ms. Carol looked at me, I kissed the back of Josiah's hand before leaving out of the room. As I walked out, Messiah stood there looking at me in disgust while I closed the door. "What are you doing that shit for?" "Huh?" I said since I had nothing else to say, just trying to stall time to get my words together. "Why are you stripping, Monty?" Sighing, I decided that I wasn't going to lie like I'd originally planned to do after listening to Chocolate's stupid advice. "Money." I spoke simply and he scoffed as I looked down. "Why not just ask Josiah for money instead doing hoe shit?" "First of all, It's not doing hoe shit. I don't have sex with anyone. I just dance. And I don't want to ask him for any money. It's not his job to take care of me." "So stripping..." He trailed off with a laugh. "..stripping was the last resort? Instead of putting your pride aside?" Saying nothing, I just looked at him with pleading eyes. "Please don't tell him, Messiah." I could already tell by the look on his face that he was going to tell him. "I ain't gon' tell him.." Thank God. I thought. "..you are." "What?!" I shrieked. "No. I'm not." "You are." He spoke in a demanding tone. "Please. You know how he is." I expressed "And you know how he is too but you made that bed." "Messiah, he's going to kill me." I begged. "I know." He shook his head, walking away from me. "Better figure it out. You got until the end of the day to tell him or I will." He mumbled before walking back into the room.