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Not my first original work, but definitely my first where I actually put effort in, and the first ive made in a year or two, I'm hoping I've made progress in my writing as there are many books I have in the scrapyard

When Jason is doing his usual daily routine, he gets caught up in a scheme made by delinquents and nearly dies. Thankfully, someone found out and took care of him throughout his coma, except.. it's not a person. It's a secret organization named after an ancient monster. They tell him the possibilities, and now, his future is uncertain, but one thing is certain, no matter what, Jason won't be going back to his same-old same-old homeless life.Všechna práva vyhrazena

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Chapter I - Lamia
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The experiment. od shrosz

They used my vulnerability against me. They used that weapon, to make me accept their stupid idea. And I of course, accepted it, I didn't even know what they were going to do. They tugged and poked and even shoved their disgusting finger in your wound, just to see you cry. To see you change. No pitty in their eyes. They just continue. They drag you around with metal chains, hit you and turn you into a experiment. But I had enough of the tugging, the clawing, the moaning, the crying and pleading for them to stop, but simply feeding them with our pain. They turned me into something, that neither do they know what I am. Their afraid of me, of my reflexes, my strength. I killed a lot of them. They say I have a cold heart, that I don't feel nothing. That's why they call me: Death -----------------------------------------************************************--------------------------------------------- Death. A teen girl, pitch black hair, black eyes, white skin. Her height is 5'8. People are scared of her, not just because of her strength but because of they way she kills. She lived in this hell hole, where they take her to rooms. Examine. Fight. She knows she won't be able to entertain them for long. She decides to run. Soul. Brown hair as mud, blue eyes as the sky. Hight 6'2. Tanned and toned body. Death's best friend in the hell hole they're in, he's as cold as she is. But shows a bit of sympathy. Well... More than her at least. He's been there for her, ever since she entered this place of crap. They're the two most feared. As some people say, they're a perfect couple. Killing. Fighting. Cold hearted creatures. Also known as D and S. Why? That's what your going to find out, joining this adventure with D and S.

The Day I Questioned Life... od ejayyannee

(The first installment of the TDIQL PROJECT) The story revolves around Joseph Brown as he drifted silently in the endless spaces of the "Hidden World", also known as the afterlife. While struggling to investigate why he ended up in this world, a memory of the past resurfaces about two ill-fated childhood friends, who suddenly took separate paths in their lives on a whirlwind of questions. They would shared a special bond linked by the memories they spent together and led each ones path to a much larger chain of events... But Little did he know that the journey he'll take was more than just that... ~~~ ACKNOWLEDGEMENTS In preparing this short novel, we have drawn on the works of our childhood works and intrests. We have also made use of the motivation given by our families in discovering our writing which led to its only publication on the 52nd Christmas Family Reunions held in Sta. Maria, Bulacan and Solano, Nueva Viscaya respectively. I am indebted to Ernesto Aquino (1951-2017) and Sonia Buendia Aquino for being my main supporting staff, editors, and proof readers. I also wanted to thank Leonor Aquino and Ericson Aquino for printin and publishing; and Mary Anne Hermosa for editing and proof reading. This is dedicated to the people who loves and support our work. All the characters, places, and contents are entirely fiction. Some depictions of dream conspiracies and theories are views expressed on our own, as whatever factual errors exist in the text.

I Am The Vicious Villeness Unfortunately od coffee_tae_candy

"The last thing I remember is " "The brake isn't working " Classical luxurious room refreshing air and a five year old girl lying on her bed with a complicated expression . "I 'm .. done for .being Eliana ...... There's no hope " she said hopelessly "Let alone hopping even creating a future is impossible"she sighed . Tears seemed to be streaming down On her cheek . Why... Why me?? Why ?? .................................................................. I am stella Kent I am twenty years old and I died in a car accident. After my death, I am grateful to be reincarnated as a noble and as a Duke's daughter at that - But Why it has to be Eliana Emerged Eliana Emerged is a villeness of a game I once played . She lost her title, Her everything....... Stuck in prison .... Get hate by parents...... almost starve herself to death...and then got killed But why me Warning - I apologise for my numerous grammatical mistakes ............................................................... I always like this kind of book but I found lots of books in this type of story and for god sake all are ongoing and the update once in a month. So I decided to write my own book . I hope you all like this book and support me

The Labs od opposqueak

EviVersian Chronicles (haha that's what I'm calling them now XD) 3 Be pRoUd Of mE i MaDe SoMEThInG Some of us have powers. None of us know why or how. When we discover them, however, we have to hide. We have a record of being taken. On an island in the middle of nowhere, strange things are going on. The peasants bought this island using every penny they owned. And now there are experiments going on there. Nobody knows what they are. Sceia is a girl who has been here since she was 3. Strange things are happening in the Labs, and this might just be the dawn of a new era- one that was proclaimed when she arrived here. She's been caught up in it all.

☂︎︎Cocky ☂︎︎ | Five x Female Reader od Miss-Izumi

"𝙄 𝙬𝙤𝙪𝙡𝙙 𝙝𝙖𝙫𝙚 𝙡𝙤𝙫𝙚𝙙 𝙖 𝙙𝙖𝙪𝙜𝙝𝙩𝙚𝙧. 𝙄'𝙢 𝙩𝙤𝙤... 𝙤𝙡𝙙... 𝙣𝙤𝙬..." -𝐅𝐢𝐯𝐞 𝐇𝐚𝐫𝐠𝐫𝐞𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐬 ||| Stupid kids hate each other and then fall in love. Sure you've read it in every single damn 'fic on this platform. But then one of them disappears, and the other moves on. But she doesn't. She's beaten, and her child is ripped from her own fingers. Five reappears after nearly 17 years, his charming personality gone, and he demands that the family helps him with his little apocalypse problem. And they ultimately fail. You know how the story goes. They end up in 1963, scattered across Dallas, and bring the apocalypse with them. Five and Y/N start getting comfortable. By the time they're back in 2019, they're fucked up, and craving nothing but peace. The apocalypse says no. But something's different this time. Something is whispering horrors into "Little Number Eight's" dreams. Whatever you do, don't save the world. ||| "𝘿𝙤 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙠𝙣𝙤𝙬 𝙝𝙤𝙬 𝙝𝙖𝙧𝙙 𝙞𝙩 𝙬𝙖𝙨 𝙬𝙞𝙩𝙝 𝙤𝙪𝙩 𝙮𝙤𝙪? 17 𝙮𝙚𝙖𝙧𝙨 𝙤𝙛 𝙥𝙖𝙞𝙣, 𝙤𝙛 𝙩𝙚𝙖𝙧𝙨. 𝙄 𝙝𝙖𝙩𝙚 𝙮𝙤𝙪! 𝙄 𝙝𝙖𝙩𝙚 𝙮𝙤𝙪, 𝙄 𝙝𝙖𝙩𝙚 𝙮𝙤𝙪, 𝙄 𝙝𝙖𝙩𝙚 𝙮𝙤𝙪!" - 𝐘/𝐍 𝐇𝐚𝐫𝐠𝐫𝐞𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐬 You have the ability to rewrite your atomic structure, taking the form of any living being you can comprehend, commonly referred to as "shape-shifting" or "shifting." At one point I was ranked in the top 4 for "fivexreader", so how bad can it be?

A Source's Existence od lucyluellen

[BOOK ONE] Two who appear to be completely different people turn out to be exactly the same... 19-year-old Eli Wildyn lives in a city, a populated but dangerous area, lives as an unwealthy boy always getting himself into trouble. He keeps an ability of his a secret, where he can somehow move things without touching them. Meanwhile, there is 18-year old Sawyer Harble, who lives her life in a camp so called a safe haven, but a prison of kids who have magical, mysterious abilities. Sawyer is among the most powerful of all the kids at the place. The leader, who is also her abusive, selfish father, sends her to a city to seek this mysterious source of magic that he has been trying to find for years. He claims he's tried to seek it himself in the same city, but has never found it. While Sawyer is trying to find it, instead, she finds Eli. Eli and Sawyer tell a lot about themselves to each other. Sawyer then finds out, there's a lot more to Eli than she thought when she discovers his psychic abilities... she is extremely tempted to do multiple risks that she's never thought she'd be able to do. [finished 2/9/20]

Barry's life od irisekkeri

Two people fall in love in unlikely circumstances. They have a lot of psychological issues and mistrusts in the order of things to prevent them from finding themselves and each other. I am a reader of crime novels and hard science fiction almost exclusively, and yet this story, which I have been writing for a long time, is a love story, I can't explain it even to myself. The characters will have to work through hardship and evolve to be able to surrender to the magical things around them and the flow of the universe and the love of other people. This story still is a work in progress, it has holes and it is to be continued

Circus (The Fantastic Extravaganza Carnival!) od H0rr0rGh0st

When the red curtains rise, Eony finds herself under blinding lights, surrounded by millions of eyes - and not a clue why she's on stage. Plunged into a chaotic cartoonish world where reality bends and memory slips through her fingers, she's greeted by a strange, overly theatrical ringmaster with a single eye and far too much enthusiasm, and other characters that she makes friends with along the way. As she struggles to make sense of the carnival's warped logic, one question haunts her: if she wasn't meant to wake up, then why is she conscious at all? Surreal, eerie, and laced with dark whimsy, The Fantastic Extravaganza Carnival is a descent into identity, performance, and the uncanny world behind the curtain.

Empowered od MelRose518

As the narrator, I'm tempted to simply write "Middle Finger" because that is essentially what you'll feel like I'm giving you in telling this story. However, for the sake of not being a complete dick, I'll write a little more than just a description of a disrespectful gesture. This story can aptly be described as crude and deranged. As you may have surmised, a crazy person will be telling this story, and the characters involved are indeed also all crazy in their own special ways. So, given this exercise in mental illness, the topics touched on (in no particular order) in this tale are destruction, death, superpowered wackos, torture, pain, loneliness, chaos, the will to survive, never giving up, giving up and not giving a shit, the desire to protect, failing to protect and causing more trouble than was already present, disappointing and/or abusive parental figures, bullies, unjust punishments, just punishments, racism, violent and usually superpowered fights, sci-fi gadgets, bitterness, sarcasm, twisted and demented comedy, control or lack thereof, weird and awkward high school drama, lies and brainwashing, alien aggression, moral ambiguity, unhinged villains, fantastical weapons, a piece of shit main character, conditional friendship, a fuck load of musical references, anger, fear, depression, extra-dimensional creatures, godly powers, various esoteric connections, pop culture references, and of course, in general, superpowers.

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The experiment.

They used my vulnerability against me. They used that weapon, to make me accept their stupid idea. And I of course, accepted it, I didn't even know what they were going to do. They tugged and poked and even shoved their disgusting finger in your wound, just to see you cry. To see you change. No pitty in their eyes. They just continue. They drag you around with metal chains, hit you and turn you into a experiment. But I had enough of the tugging, the clawing, the moaning, the crying and pleading for them to stop, but simply feeding them with our pain. They turned me into something, that neither do they know what I am. Their afraid of me, of my reflexes, my strength. I killed a lot of them. They say I have a cold heart, that I don't feel nothing. That's why they call me: Death -----------------------------------------************************************--------------------------------------------- Death. A teen girl, pitch black hair, black eyes, white skin. Her height is 5'8. People are scared of her, not just because of her strength but because of they way she kills. She lived in this hell hole, where they take her to rooms. Examine. Fight. She knows she won't be able to entertain them for long. She decides to run. Soul. Brown hair as mud, blue eyes as the sky. Hight 6'2. Tanned and toned body. Death's best friend in the hell hole they're in, he's as cold as she is. But shows a bit of sympathy. Well... More than her at least. He's been there for her, ever since she entered this place of crap. They're the two most feared. As some people say, they're a perfect couple. Killing. Fighting. Cold hearted creatures. Also known as D and S. Why? That's what your going to find out, joining this adventure with D and S.

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