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An Artistic Duo

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A Porter Geiss x Reader Story.

I was teased for being a ghost, so I became a vampire. And I lost a part of myself the day I did. Because that day would be the day that I lost the artistic part of myself. And only one person can bring it back.All Rights Reserved

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Each Vibrant Memory by sihouette

When I'm feeling ironic or witty, I wonder what I might call myself. Not normal, never that. But the cool parts of my story, they belong to Warren. Werewolf Warren. Of course, I didn't know that, or the rest of our age-long story. Not in the beginning.

Verge of Insanity by Honeyvine

My dream continued the one I'd been having for the past couple of nights. I ran, gasping for breath, through the familiar woods from a dark figure behind me. The faster I tried to run, the slower I seemed to go, until it was like I was running in place. I knew I needed to run. I was terrified of what the figure would do when he caught me. "Mara Leigh," a deep, smooth voice called. It was almost hypnotic. That was new. The figure had never spoke before now. I ran as fast as I could go, eyes searching the forest floor for a big stick or something that I could use to defend myself. "Mara Leigh!" the voice came again, this time more insistent. The forest slowly started to fade and I started to awake to someone shaking my shoulders. "Beau?" I mumbled, turning my head to the side. What's Beau doing in my room this time of night? Why is he shaking me? "Do not call me that name." My eyes flew open as I jumped at the voice from my dream. A face was right in front of mine, and just like the voice, it wasn't Beau. Before I could form a scream, a hand covered my mouth. I tried to bite it but I couldn't get my mouth to open. He's too strong. I started to use my whole body to try to get away, but he crawled on top of me, holding me down. I pulled the hidden knife out from under my pillow and slashed as hard as I could at him, but he just grabbed my wrist and squeezed it until the pain made me drop the knife. Then he grabbed both my hands in one of his and held them over my head. He held me down while I struggled. I grunted and moved and tried to kick and scream, but I only wore myself out. Exhausted, I stopped thrashing and let the tears flow freely down my cheeks. I didn't know what to do, so I just tried to prepare myself for whatever was coming.

Waiting (LevixVampireReader) by EvelynYang0

Waking up in the middle of no where? Only knowing that you're a vampire?! Meeting a man that might forever change your life and hold a secret????!! Read to find out x) I update everyday and please check out my other stories

What He Never Said ✔️ by neurotick

"That night, did Benson--?" "Okay, I'm gonna stop you right there," she cuts me off. "You shouldn't be here, Bowie." "Raelyn, I'm sorry. I--" "I have company coming. I don't have time to chat." The somber look in her eyes snaps my heart in half like a twig. I've dug up something that she tried really hard to keep buried. ---------- 𝕭𝖔𝖜𝖎𝖊 𝕭𝖊𝖆𝖚𝖋𝖔𝖗𝖙 has been harboring a dangerous secret for seven years. Now Raelyn Porter is dead, and he feels responsible. With the guilt of her death weighing heavily on his shoulders, he must figure out how to move on with his life. And also how to forgive himself for a crime that he didn't commit. A tale of love, revenge, and family loyalty. Rediscover "What She Left Behind" in Bowie's perspective. ***BOOK TWO IN THE RAE OF LIGHT SERIES. However, it can be read as a stand-alone.*** Copyright © 2019 Briana Eliza. All rights reserved. 50k - 60k words Awards: Chaos Awards 8 - 3rd Place 🥉 2020 Winter Rose Awards - 3rd Place 🥉 2020 Summer Zodiac Awards - 1st Place 🥇 Highest rankings: #1 in 🏅rapeculture #9 in 🏅metoo

Blood Lust (Yandere! Hazbin Hotel x Reader) by Babygrillbree

You killed one man, and it ended up with you in Hell. Not only that, but your demon form is that of a vampire bat. I suppose another one BITES the dust, eh?

The Rogue King {18+} (Book 2) by chelseaxxm123

[COMPLETED] I was cursed at such a young age, abandoned by my own wolf and the Moon Goddess for something that wasn't in my control. I don't even think having a mate is in the cards for me... ✨🌘✨ I jumped when the final horn sounded, circling the garden before everyone became silent. They all returned to their seats, my father rising from his chair as I stood from my seat along with the other pups. I struggled to breath as we took our position, standing in the centre away from everyone else. My father offered me a reassuring glance though it did nothing to ease my anxiety, all I had to do now was wait. My eyes widened when the moons blue light shined down on me, illuminating my skin as I stared up at the sky in awe. "We thank the moon goddess for the power of her light..." I dropped my gaze back down, my fathers words surrounding us, "...Shall it bathe you and grant you strength, agility, speed like the wolf..." The pups around me began to moan in pain, capturing my attention as I furrowed my brows. Their features were all contorted by an invisible pain that inflicted them but I felt absolutely nothing. My heart raced when their groans of pain became screams but I- I suddenly drop to the ground, a painful throbbing in my head forcing me to the ground. I grip the sides of my head, screaming. I don't know how to explain it but it felt as though my brain was tearing in two, like my head was cracking open. When the pain stopped, I found myself surrounded by wolves, the shifted pups. Looking down at myself, I only see my body, no paws and no fur. I hadn't shifted... ✨🌕✨ Book 2* 'The Wolven King' is the first book and must be read in order to understand this one. ⚠️ WARNING!! This book is mature and should only be read if you are 18+. There are depictions of violence, mature language, sexual behaviour and sexual abuse.

Hell Hall by kamerykae

High School. A virtual hell to every pimple covered, greasy haired, knowledge loving kid who walks the halls of the institution. Only a very proud few manage to rise among the ranks to become "the cool kids," snagging the lucky fate of living the best years of their lives up through the twelfth grade. We'll just not tell them what happens after they graduate. In ten years, when the kid the football team swirlied is their boss, they'll realize that it probably would have been better to not be cool when they were teens. But that doesn't matter now. Why you ask? I'll tell you. My name is Bridge, which isn't short for Bridgette, if you were wondering. My parents were assholes when they were younger, I guess. It could have been worse; at least I'm not a piece of fruit or an airline. Unique names can kiss my little undead butt. Oh yeah, that. I'm also dead. No need to apologize—it's not your fault, unless you're the pile of crap who murdered me. If so, could you fill me in on what happened? I'd really like to know how my life ended. The last thing I remember is going out for a milkshake and then, poof! I was here. Where is here, you ask? If you ask any of the adults, it's Harrison's Preparatory Institution for the Gifted and Unknown. If you ask any of the students, it's Hell Hall. That's right, bitches; high school is now back in session.

Volume of Short Horror Stories by zephprincehorror

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Her.... by unkn0wnnn

Her Touch... Her Lips... Her Eyes when they look at me... She doesnt even scream or shout for 'help' as she register what's going on. She's not scared...more like... fantasized at my appearance. I look at her walking straight towards me not breaking our gaze at each other. Her hand slowly reaches for my face caressing it. I whined at her touch feeling my body heat up. She then wraps both arms around my neck and buries her face into my black fur. My heart fluttered into a million butterflies making me melt in my spot. I felt myself slowly forming back to my human form...... And the rest youll get WHEN YOU READ THE BOOK!!!! Dont forget to VOTE && COMMENT Also.... ENJOY!!

Klaus Mikaelason imagines by clairecrive

If you can't let go of the infamous Hybrid here are some imagines for you! We all miss him, I'm sure I do, and as a coping machanism I write and read stories about him. If you're like me, than this book is for you. I hope you enjoy! Leave a comment or a star if you do, feedback is always very appreciated. You can also find all my imagines on my Tumblr @clairecrive *this book is completed*

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Each Vibrant Memory

When I'm feeling ironic or witty, I wonder what I might call myself. Not normal, never that. But the cool parts of my story, they belong to Warren. Werewolf Warren. Of course, I didn't know that, or the rest of our age-long story. Not in the beginning.