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Doppio looked up toward the sky, while rain plowed down on him. He looked down and looked at his body. 
A useless kid, is all he truly saw, that can see things. He was nothing special just a waist of space. 
Doppio felt tears stream down, and he clenched his teeth together. 
Doppio felt dry, and looked up and saw an umbrella. 
He looked down and saw a young female, with blonde and pink hair. 
''Yo,'' She smiled.All Rights Reserved

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The Vanishing Hour by RoisinAnastasia

As he crouched beside her, he gently lifted her into his arms. The weight of her was light but her unconscious state was a stark reminder of her fragility. He marveled at the way her breath mingled with the cool night air, the rhythmic pulse of her life a delicate thread in the midst of this surreal world. Her presence here, in a place so alien and enigmatic, felt oddly significant. He processed the situation with an unsettling mix of fascination and protective instinct. The sand around them seemed to shift uneasily as if acknowledging the importance of this moment. The eerie landscape of the other world, its stark and shifting sands, framed their encounter with a bright shift of light. A ripple of energy surged through him as he prepared to move. With a flicker of his will, the space around them twisted and warped. In an instant, the mausoleum and its sandy atmosphere were replaced by the dense, shadowy expanse of the forest. The girl remained unconscious, her body limp but safe in his arms. The forest was as enigmatic as ever, its trees whispering ancient secrets and the air thick with a mysterious energy. He could feel the forest's awareness, its consciousness resonating with the presence of her return to this world. The girl's arrival had stirred something deep within the woods, something that seemed to recognize her as more than just a wanderer.

In The Eyes of The Confessor | A Destiel Fanfiction | Supernatural by solitaryreading

Cas pushed open the door to Dean's bedroom and they stepped inside. He moved into the centre of the room, turning around to look back at Dean. "I forgot to buy you a birthday present." He said, his eyes twinkling with something that Dean had never seen before. Dean shrugged his shoulders, moving so close to Cas that he could smell the alcohol on his breath. "I don't suppose..." Cas tilted his head to the side a little as he spoke, his voice silky and smooth. "That I could do anything to make it up to you?" A smirk tickled at Dean's mouth as he looked down into Cas' eyes. "I'm sure I can think of something." Dean whispered, closing the gap between them. It all happened so fast. It wasn't supposed to happen, none of it. They were drunk, they were alone, and they were stupid. But nevertheless, it happened. And Dean had to live with the fact that he'd walked away from all of it, from what had made him truly happy: Cas. But now, 7 years later, he finds himself back at the same place where everything started... back at that cabin resort, the one where he met Cas for the first time. The place that started it all. Except... seeing Cas again isn't the only thing Dean has to worry about. Something is off with the cabin. He can't put his finger on it, but he's about to find out sooner or later.

Sally & Jackson by MichaelEdoziem

There was a dark figure on the roof; based on the little outline I got, I could tell it was a person. Suddenly, every bone in my body wanted to run up the stairs and stop them from doing something they couldn't take back. I pushed open the roof door, and I was right. It was a girl, who was seated there with her arms stretched out by her side and the wind in her hair. "You okay?" I asked as I moved closer to her, still clutching the tray in my hand. "Yes. I'm not going to jump," She replied. I could feel her rolling her eyes. "Then why don't you move away?" I asked "Why don't you move closer?"

Under His Spell by longlost0

I stand by her bed. Watching her as sweat trickle a down her forehead and disappears in her hair, as she clutches the sheets to save herself from the monster she so desperately wants to get rid of. I watch her as she clings on to every string of hope that anytime, anytime her mother will come and save her from him. From me. _ Hello ladies and gentlemen! I am new to this and I will try my best to make this interesting and a story that is worth your time. And also please forgive me if I make some grammatical mistakes because English is not my first language and I am still learning. so if there is any mistake please correct me politely. THANK YOU FOR READING THIS MEANS ALOT TO ME!🤗🤗🤗

Why Me?(Volturi. K, Elite Guards, U. Pack, Tanya, Zafrina, and Senna) REWRITING by LoveroftheSlashers

REWRITTING THIS STORY ON A DIFFERENT STORY ~Discontinuing~ Storm has been on the run since the very beginning. Over the years, she has gotten connections. Some connections are the Denali Coven, Olympic Coven, and the Uley pack in Forks, washington. Since being a Phoenix means resurrecting everytime you die she has gotten powers or gifts over the years. Her powers never left even when she started a new life. Storm has been around for over a millenia and over the years has gotten lonely. She has been on the run and has been in hiding with her friends, and family but what happens when Storm is called by the Cullen family because someone from the Denail Coven made a report to the Volturi that the Cullen's made a imortal child? Obviosally Storm will agree but will this visit be more than what she bargained for? ~~~~~~~~~~ [NOTE] Rape/ Attempted Rape Sucide/ Attempted Sucide/ Sucidal thoughts Mental illnesses/ disorders LGBTQ+ community BDSM Kinks Torture/Murder Bella Bashing Mpreg ~~~~~~~~~~ Sneak Peek: Jane I think that is her name smirked and giggled at our response but the whole time we have been here she was looking at Minor. She is hot, not gonna lie. As we said that a guy with blonde hair looked at us with anger and I am not gonna say this nicely, " Blonde guy, I have a question. How many brain cells have you lost because of the constant bleaching of your hair?" Marcus laughed and so did Aro. Blondie looked at me and all I did was say, "what did I do? I just asked a question," After I said that he looked like he wanted to attack me but all I did was laugh my ass off. I laughed and laughed until I noticed blonde guy looking at Mikah and Rolando who were next to me. Oh boy... Blonde guy is not gonna survive after the first round... ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ MULTIPLE OCs' Crossovers To Come: Teen Wolf Supernatural Chiling Adventures Of Sabrina The Originals The Vampire Diaries Shadowhunters ~~~~~~~~~~~~~

Cynical Souls by DramaQueenforreal

COMPLETED✅ Two high school teenagers finding themselves, analyzing this ever changing world, and building love. This is the type of love you wish you found in high school but probably know way too well that it only exists as fiction. Today I'm turning my fiction to reality. ❣️•••❣️ Excerpt: Just as I was about to seek shelter under some building's roof, the tires of a car come to a halt, I wonder who might pity the lonely girl walking in the rain. The passenger window rolls down, and I spot the most unexpected person seated behind the wheel. "Get in" comes out his voice, and I must've stood there agape for a few moments because next comes his rhetorical question. "Are you getting in or continuing walking in the rain?" Eyebrows raised expectantly. He sounds annoyed, like he regrets his decision to ever stop and help me. ❣️•••❣️ #5 in cynical #2 in loveandfriendship #1 in opinionated #4 in ihatelife #10 in nerdgirl #10 in HighschoolRomance #26 in GoodGirlBadBoy *contains mature themes. *contains cursing.

DISCONTINUED by dancingfarmanimals

Certainly they could trust that those in power ultimately had the best interests of the people in mind, right? ~~~ Luna slouched low in her seat, staring at droplets of water that ran diagonally down the window of the bus. The sky was a flat, depressing grey and the incessant, soaking rain left her constantly chilled. It was a typical "liquid sunshine" day in the Pacific Northwest. They drove past a single tall scraggly tree on top of a hill shrouded in mist. The creepy tree was full of screaming crows. How could she hear them from inside the bus when she couldn't even seem to hear the voices of the kids around her? Geez, that was an awfully freaking dark image. She shivered and looked away. What did they call a group of crows again? Right, a murder of crows. Perfect. The weather was certainly the only thing that was typical these days, although you'd never know it by looking around the bus at most of the kids as they sat joking and gossiping with each other just like they had before... before that day everything had changed. Idiots.

The Umbrella Girl by Witchy_Z

"So, what's so special about your umbrella?" I asked. "It's waterproof, what else," she laughed. "No. It's just that.. you're always roaming with it. I never saw you without it. Even here it's with you." I answered, holding my breath, hoping she won't feel hurt. "Well. Just know that....thanks to this umbrella, you were able to notice me." She said as she grinned. "Sorry?" I wasn't sure I if understood. "Come with me," she said as she got up and walked out of the restaurant. I followed her. She kept on walking. I called out her name several times but she didn't turn and kept on walking ahead of me until we reached on the beach. There was not a soul found on the beach. It was completely dark. I wondered why she would bring me there. "Maybe she wants a first kiss?" I thought as I laughed at my stupidity. "Florence... Why did you bring me here?" I asked curiously. "To show you the magic of my umbrella." she said and she turned around. As she turned and faced me, she closed her umbrella and my knees started to tremble with fear. I looked everywhere and shouted: "Florence!....where are you?.... Florence!!" But she was nowhere to be seen. She had disappeared.

~White Chapel~ by WaywardAuthor

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As he crouched beside her, he gently lifted her into his arms. The weight of her was light but her unconscious state was a stark reminder of her fragility. He marveled at the way her breath mingled with the cool night air, the rhythmic pulse of her life a delicate thread in the midst of this surreal world. Her presence here, in a place so alien and enigmatic, felt oddly significant. He processed the situation with an unsettling mix of fascination and protective instinct. The sand around them seemed to shift uneasily as if acknowledging the importance of this moment. The eerie landscape of the other world, its stark and shifting sands, framed their encounter with a bright shift of light. A ripple of energy surged through him as he prepared to move. With a flicker of his will, the space around them twisted and warped. In an instant, the mausoleum and its sandy atmosphere were replaced by the dense, shadowy expanse of the forest. The girl remained unconscious, her body limp but safe in his arms. The forest was as enigmatic as ever, its trees whispering ancient secrets and the air thick with a mysterious energy. He could feel the forest's awareness, its consciousness resonating with the presence of her return to this world. The girl's arrival had stirred something deep within the woods, something that seemed to recognize her as more than just a wanderer.