Under a Technicolor Sky(Brawl Stars)
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  • Mga Parte 1
  • Oras 11m
Kumpleto, Unang na-publish Jan 20, 2024
She walked closer to his room, and began swinging at his door. She knew what she had to do tonight, it was bound to happen eventually. She wasn't here to steal; she was here to kill. She raised her voice to taunt her victim, and let him know who was waiting for him. Perhaps he'd let her in if she asked nicely, but regardless of if she had to break the door down or not, the outcome was the same.

Or...

A different take on 'Yes to Err is Human, so Don't be One!', where instead of Edgar killing Colette, it's the other way around.
It is recommended that you read 'Yes to Err is Human, so Don't be One!' Before reading this.
WARNING: This story contains HEAVY amounts of gore.
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Psychic Shorthand ni Star_Tro
13 Parte Ongoing
MC: Here's a How Not to Survive a Hostage Situation: Don't be me. Rule#1 Don't meet a guy fighting against cutlery. Rule#2 Don't get mistaken for someone with talent when you've absolutely none. Rule#3 Don't let a war, a high-stakes revenge plot, and one human weapon disguised as a person wreck your already failing life. (Oh, and don't expect me to tell you my name. You'll have to earn that.) But if you do? Congrats. You're now in my position-trapped, bleeding, and somehow still expected to be the sane one. Trowa: You're not the sane one. MC: Okay, first of all-rude. Second of all, enter Trowa. Trowa: Don't enter me into this. MC: Sigh. He's a questionable ally who moves people like chess pieces. Trowa: Incorrect. I don't play chess with lives. I just... redecorate the board when necessary. MC: Yeah. That's so much better. He plans. I panic. Together, we're one bad decision away from death. Trowa: Two. I have contingencies. MC: Oh, great. So we die second. Fantastic. And if we survive this, I'm going to need therapy. Trowa: You need therapy even if we don't. ################################## She was supposed to be a bystander. Now, she's bleeding in the middle of a war she doesn't understand. A single step-wrong place, wrong time-and now she's entangled in a brutal game of shifting alliances, weaponized secrets, and people who treat lives like collateral. She wanted quiet. Instead, she's dodging kidnappers, advanced tech, and a human weapon in the shape of a too-strategic ally. The worst part? She is not important-just unlucky. And in this kind of game, even those important don't survive long. ################################## For fans of sarcastic narrators, bad decisions, and humor that's basically Percy Jackson... if he grew up, got more cynical, bled more, and forgot how to run away. ##################################
THE WEREWOLF [On Hold] ni writer_hya
28 Parte Ongoing Mature
Warning ⚠️ 18+ contains alot of violence, toxic actions, smut, vulgar language, sexual abuse, assault, mental and physical abuse. This book is 18+ and contains alot of dark scenes.. "𝓐𝓶𝓸𝓻𝓮, why are you trying to close the door? " He asked calmly. I didn't utter a word. "Won't you atleast look at me 𝓐𝓶𝓸𝓻𝓮? Am I that bad 𝓢𝔀𝓮𝓮𝓽𝓱𝓮𝓪𝓻𝓽? You thought you could live here for eternity? Could you 𝔇𝔢𝔞𝔯?" A man with deep voice asked softly. "𝓒𝓸𝓼ì 𝓯𝓸𝓽𝓽𝓾𝓽𝓪𝓶𝓮𝓷𝓽𝓮 𝓪𝓭𝓸𝓻𝓪𝓫𝓲𝓵𝓮." He said in Italian. -------------------------------------- Then suddenly, the front door got closed. The light was gone and everything was pitch black. I thought it was Lisa who closed the door, so I called her name. "Lisa?" I called her but it sounded more like a question. There was no response. I tried to call again but still no response. At this point I am scared. I am so scared, it's dark in here and I am scared of darkness at this point. "Li-lisa do not play with me. I am scared Lisa. Pl-plea-please." I said stuttering. "Pl-plea-please l-li-lisa. I-I am s-sc-scared. P-pl-please." I begged in between my sobs. "Li-lisa. Lisa, please an-answer me. I swear I w-won't ask for cho-choco-chocolate. Please just tell me yo-you are here." I begged her again. "Li-lisa?" I called her out again in case she answers or just signals atleast by the sound to know. There was a pin drop silence. Nothing, No fucking response. Now I am mad and scared at the same time. "Stop calling her name 𝓐𝓶𝓸𝓻𝓮. She won't answer." The deep, dark and thick voice said. What do you think will happen? Well... If you wanna know then read darling. ---------------------------- ⚠️⚠️Warning you again⚠️⚠️ At first you know it will be cringing and lack of words or sentences but as you keep reading it will be good. So yeah... HOPE YOU ENJOY ;⁠)
Be Mine ~    ✔️ ni ScarletSane
61 Parte Kumpleto
(Under editing) Lucinda was bound tightly to a wooden chair, her wrists secured to the armrests, her legs strapped apart. Her head hung low, wet strands of hair clinging to her bruised face. Sweat dripped from her forehead, stinging the fresh cuts lining her cheekbones. The heavy door creaked open. A figure clad in black stepped inside, his silhouette dominating the dimly lit room. Behind him stood an army of guards, their postures rigid, their presence suffocating. With a mere flick of his fingers, one of the guards approached Lucinda, grabbing a nearby bucket of ice-cold water. Without hesitation, he hurled it at her. The shock of the freezing liquid jolted her awake. Her chest rose and fell sharply as she gasped, blinking furiously against the burning sensation in her wounds. "Well, well... how was the journey?" The voice was deep, cold, dripping with amusement. Lucinda slowly lifted her gaze, her brown eyes locking onto the piercing blue orbs of the man standing before her. "Lucinda Hart." ►◅►◅►◅►◅►◅►◅►◅►◅►► Step into a world where justice collides with ruthlessness, as a fearless detective and a dangerous mafia boss lock eyes in a deadly game of cat and mouse. With her unwavering determination and his captivating presence, they are destined to collide. Will love conquer all, or will darkness prevail? Prepare for a heart-pounding journey through the depths of crime and passion in "Be Mine~". Get ready to be captivated from the very first page. (Summary on Introducing page) This is my own story (fictional story {book}) all characters names are fictional so as characters are,so don't try to find it on google , but photos are real. everything is owned by me (sᴛᴏʀʏ, ɴᴀᴍᴇs, ᴄʜᴀᴘᴛᴇʀs, ᴄʜᴀʀᴀᴄᴛᴇʀs) the picture credit goes to their right full owner. ʚ If you don't feel safe reading this book, then feel free to leave, your safety matters. Started : 10 may 2023 Ended : 17 Dec 2
Gentle for her. ni sparkleandshinex
33 Parte Kumpleto Mature
"No one speaks to me the way you have been lately" He warned, his eyes trained on mine. "What are you going to do, kill me?" I answered back, my gaze focused only on his kissable full lips. "Much worse." I didn't have time to comprehend anything before he gripped my hips and slammed me down onto the bed, making my breath hitch. My hair had covered my face from the impact, very quickly I pushed it out of my way when Luca hovered over my body, his hands holding him up on each side of me. "Wha-" He shut me up by placing his lips on mine, making my entire insides melt. Sparks jolted throughout my body as his soft lips molded with mine, he kissed me with so much need and urgency that a quiet moan unexpectedly escaped from me... ••• Luca Vendor, the name that shoots shivers down people's spines. He's dark and mysterious, never loved and has always been taught to show zero emotion. When he comes across Kimberly Folin, a beautiful American woman, he's intrigued by her sassy attitude and ability to turn him down. Usually, a woman would drop their pants at the site of him, but Kimberly is very different. Not planning on letting her go anytime soon, he decides on asking for her to teach him how to be gentle, just for her. But when Luca causes trouble with a Russian leader, innocent Kimberly is thrown into a world full of danger... - HIGHEST RANKS: #1 in Love story #1 in Italian #4 in Adult Romance #9 in Romance ⚠️Mature themes, violence & strong language⚠
Stuck | 18+ ni whyyoucarebitch
66 Mga Parte Kumpleto Mature
Warning: DARK ROMANCE Story contains detailed mature scenes possessing dubious consent not recommended for age group below 18 years old. YOU HAVE BEEN WARNED! Prologue Shadows engulfed his angelic features oozing devilish intentions. It wasn't until he took a step towards her did the gravity of situation descended upon and even then she couldn't do anything but shake in fear. She knew making a run for it won't do a thing, calling was not an option and if she screamed...she opened her mouth to shrill but a meek plea came out. Her body's lack of response terrified her, tears gathered in her orbs with horrible anticipation. With his each step nearer she gripped the frame of her window tighter hoping to keep her balance. It took him three steps to be inches away from her body. He slowly took his suit jacket off, making himself comfortable as he amusingly watched her shaken face. She was so horror-stricken to even look at his face. She gulped as his hand cupped her neck in a gentle grip, guiding her eyes to his. His eyes slipped from the hold of her eyes to her lips in a second. She grew self conscious all over again. His heated gaze on her lips was unwavering. In the moment of bewilderment and growing self awareness her tongue unconsciously wiped her lips wet and it was all it took for him to descent on her lips. Description Had it been upto him he'd have broken her down to pieces and never put her togather, instead, he let her build herself, he watched her collapse and stand, die and live, float and drown all the while playing her body like a putty in his hand. Her husband had never been gentle, his ways was one of his kind. He read her like a book and used her spells against her. She was vividly aware of what she was getting herself into but nothing could prepare her for the don who brought everyone on his feet and she was no exception. How would she survive his ways or even would she?
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Psychic Shorthand

13 Parte Ongoing

MC: Here's a How Not to Survive a Hostage Situation: Don't be me. Rule#1 Don't meet a guy fighting against cutlery. Rule#2 Don't get mistaken for someone with talent when you've absolutely none. Rule#3 Don't let a war, a high-stakes revenge plot, and one human weapon disguised as a person wreck your already failing life. (Oh, and don't expect me to tell you my name. You'll have to earn that.) But if you do? Congrats. You're now in my position-trapped, bleeding, and somehow still expected to be the sane one. Trowa: You're not the sane one. MC: Okay, first of all-rude. Second of all, enter Trowa. Trowa: Don't enter me into this. MC: Sigh. He's a questionable ally who moves people like chess pieces. Trowa: Incorrect. I don't play chess with lives. I just... redecorate the board when necessary. MC: Yeah. That's so much better. He plans. I panic. Together, we're one bad decision away from death. Trowa: Two. I have contingencies. MC: Oh, great. So we die second. Fantastic. And if we survive this, I'm going to need therapy. Trowa: You need therapy even if we don't. ################################## She was supposed to be a bystander. Now, she's bleeding in the middle of a war she doesn't understand. A single step-wrong place, wrong time-and now she's entangled in a brutal game of shifting alliances, weaponized secrets, and people who treat lives like collateral. She wanted quiet. Instead, she's dodging kidnappers, advanced tech, and a human weapon in the shape of a too-strategic ally. The worst part? She is not important-just unlucky. And in this kind of game, even those important don't survive long. ################################## For fans of sarcastic narrators, bad decisions, and humor that's basically Percy Jackson... if he grew up, got more cynical, bled more, and forgot how to run away. ##################################