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Keeper Of The Somerville Cemetery

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Parts 15
Time 4h 7m

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What's the worst that could happen if you hit your head: a scar? humiliation? 
Hah, you guys have it easy. You see, a while ago, I made the mistake of taking a midnight excursion in the town cemetery, which, sadly, is my hangout of choice. I ended up on the run from a couple of psychos who thought they were demon hunters. Trying to save my ass, I knocked myself out when my skull collided with a tree limb. When I came to, I was surrounded by ghosts. Not the cool, horror-movie types. No, I got stuck with the lame, flirty, obnoxious ones. 
Being the trouble-magnet that I am, I'd somehow fulfilled an age-old prophecy, and the title of 'Keeper' was thrust upon me.
So now, I have to deal with ghosts, killer migraines, other creatures of the night AND school!! Great!
The question remains: Will I ever get to live a normal-ish life again? Will the undead stop being so annoying? Why was I chosen in the first place? And why am I making my life sound like a cheesy sit-com?
Well, I, Riverbrook Simons, Keeper of the Somerville Cemetery, invite you to the town of Somerville, where all the weird stuff happens. Welcome to my not-so-ordinary teenage life. Happy haunting!All Rights Reserved

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Blooded to a Vampire by KrazyObsession

I'm Kiera Calloway and I'm a witch. No, seriously. I am. The day of my Awakening, the High Priestess of my Clan (Daughters of the Moon), names me the next Heir and almost surprised the appetite out of me. Almost. Then, I'm introduced to the other Powers That Be: the Weres (NightWalkers) and the Vamps (Black Blood) on an empty stomach. Then, I met Kiel Fang, the next Heir to the Black Blood. He unmakes me, ruins me and will probably be the death of me. Too bad I'd lost all logical thought sometime after I met him, and I don't care, even though I probably should, since you know, he drinks blood like I drink milkshake. I am playing with fire, hoping maybe to get burnt a little by his heat. No, not hoping. I craved it. I am blooded with a Vampire and my world has turned on itself.

You Were Always a Daydreamer Draft Version by Diiamond0

When you're forced to mask Reality with Fantasy. The lifted layers finally unveil the tombstone of self. The biggest cities into the tiniest pebbles The massive ideas and thoughts formed into merely something to fear. A protagonist who already forgot his name Remembers He is a Daydreamer. Which is the only way to cope with life after multiple tragedies. And the fraud on fake friends faces. Only to daydream. As losing touch takes a toll on that rotting indulgence slowly. This get's quite horrific as it goes on. It's not to enjoy but to reflect on and experience. I decided to publish the draft version, because I don't think I can fully finish YWAADD final edition any time soon. I am in the worst mental and emotional state ever. It's quite a struggle and I suffer heavily. So yeah, the polished draft kind of holds up aswell too. The final one is way longer and eventful. So, um yeah I don't expect this to get attention at all, it's kind of really mid in some parts. But enjoy, or don't I guess. Yes this was inspired by Everywhere At The End Of Time. And other fan projects.

The Mahani Wolves by AprilJester

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The Hunters Saga #3: The Hawthorn Pearl by RJ_City

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Blooded to a Vampire

I'm Kiera Calloway and I'm a witch. No, seriously. I am. The day of my Awakening, the High Priestess of my Clan (Daughters of the Moon), names me the next Heir and almost surprised the appetite out of me. Almost. Then, I'm introduced to the other Powers That Be: the Weres (NightWalkers) and the Vamps (Black Blood) on an empty stomach. Then, I met Kiel Fang, the next Heir to the Black Blood. He unmakes me, ruins me and will probably be the death of me. Too bad I'd lost all logical thought sometime after I met him, and I don't care, even though I probably should, since you know, he drinks blood like I drink milkshake. I am playing with fire, hoping maybe to get burnt a little by his heat. No, not hoping. I craved it. I am blooded with a Vampire and my world has turned on itself.