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Undead Love

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"I closed my eyes tight, trapping in all the tears and I tightened my fist to release my anger. All I could hear was my heart beating faster and faster. All I could feel was the wind brushing against my hair. If I was truly destined for greatness, like Matty said, then why had my life led me to this moment so soon, the moment of my death. I took a deep breath in, and I jumped. It wasn't a scary fall, but it felt as if I was floating. For once in my life, I was at peace. I wished that this would go on forever, but it couldn't. So instead, I counted to ten in my head, knowing that ten would be my last thought in this world. As I counted, my entire life flashed before my eyes. My family and friends, I was to miss them all. Mom, Alex, Dad...Matty. Oh how I was going to miss him. His eyes, his hair, his hands, his touch, his laugh. My thoughts went on and on about Matty, but by the time I reached ten, everything went black."
        Leah Andrews
        1997-2015All Rights Reserved

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ghosts by lotusdotpng

"Who are you and how did you get in my house?" By this point, I looked more human than ghostly. "I'm a ghost." I spoke. "Oh really? Then, if you're a ghost, this won't-" He swung his bat and it goes through my body. "go through.." He whispers and stumbles backwards. --------------------- fem!reader x shane madej she/her pronouns TRIGGER WARNING: mentions of suicide, death, etc. the one time that shane madej /will/ believe in ghosts. spotify playlist based on this book: "ghosts" by cosmodotjpeg (https://open.spotify.com/playlist/4hzTo5ue3hghVQENgJ23lb?si=Esx9GMZ1Q_mjHQpc9bNiRQ&utm_source=copy-link)

I Accidentally Summoned a Demon by JaideHarley

"I know you're a virgin but have you never been touched?" He asked, sliding his other hand down onto her leg. "What makes you say that?" Kat breathed, bracing her hands on the counter. "You react like someone who's never felt another's touch," Nex whispered, slipping his thumb under the band of her shorts. "So, have you not?" Kat opened her mouth to speak but stopped when his hand slid up from her leg, gliding up her stomach and stopping just below her breast. "Not even here?" He asked, following the curve of her breast with one finger, not touching, staying just below as he dragged it back and forth. "What about here?" He asked, sliding his hand down from her ribs to the bottom of her shorts then around to her butt, fingers nearly grazing it as he inched them up, under her pajamas. "I can say with certainty, never here," he said, lowering his other hand under the waistband of her shorts, touching the top of her underwear. "No, you've definitely never felt that before. I can hear your heart racing, I can feel your breathing, I can smell your body responding like it's never experienced these sensations before," he whispered, sliding a finger just underneath the band. "Should I answer its call?" #1 in demons on 6/15 -6/17/20! Again on 6/20 and 6/22-6/23! Sweet and innocent Katherine has a routine and is a little tightly wound. She was simply trying to rehearse lines for an audition. Next thing she knows, she's reading out loud her Latin lines and suddenly someone appears, claiming to be a demon she summoned to kill someone for her. Turns out demons can be hot. And he's getting pissed off she won't give him a name so he can kill and go home. The problem is, pissed off turns into something else and before he knows it, he wants to take away some of that innocence and loosen her up, or better yet, tie her up make her his. This is only available until Nov 1st, after that only on Patreon until published

The Scryer ✔️ by VeroniqueLeNoir

"What are you doing babe," Jim's disembodied voice asked her. "I want to talk to you." "You are," his voice said, almost laughing at her. "Yes, but I want to hear you with my ears, not just in my head. I want to see your face again." "Okay. Well, you still have the little scrying mirror coin-thingy, right?" "It's not enough. I want to hold your hand in mine. I want to kiss your lips...I need to feel you again." "I know. You will one day. Soon." Hannah Stolzfus AKA Gabrielle Winston walked between two realms and lost herJim because of it...murdered by the Demon King by way of her unconditional love for her husband. Six months had passed after Jim's death when Chris, a friend from her ghost-hunting days, first approached her with his new "memorial bot," a brand new program that could communicate utilizing various algorithms; that could text and talk via phone and computer. But there were unexplained glitches; ghosts in the machine, he called them. He wanted her professional opinion as a psychic...Were they really ghosts? Knowing that Chris's dream was robotics, she wondered if he could take it a step further into a realm known only to science fiction? What if he could successfully create an android? What if he could create it so that it looked like Jim? What if he could make it sound like him...move like him...behave like him...Be like him? In every way possible...The perfect lure to attract the greedy Demon King. An original story about a love lost and a love reinvented...Like an amazing dream we sometimes wish to continue once we awaken, perhaps best left up to chance? Or not at all... Hannah is a young woman born of Amish ancestry with a secret. A secret so volatile that her entire family would be ousted or worse and to top it off, the souls of all of humanity hang in the balance. Free will's a bitch.

infatuation // m.h by subsectionss

"Please don't go." "I'm sorry." "I hate you." "Can we go somewhere?" "I forgive you." "Do you actually love me?" "I don't want to be here anymore." "I fucking love you." "I'm sorry." "Please stay." These were things said often between the two. They were so enthralled in each other. They couldn't get enough. Skin to skin wasn't close enough. Kissing constantly. Driving with hands gripping thighs. Hands tangled in hair. Nails clawing backs. Eyelashes brushing cheeks. Heads resting on chests. They wanted nothing more than to crawl into each other, and never come out. Say goodbye to the rest of the world and crawl away into their own. They loved each other so much that hand holding and neck kissing wasn't enough. Sex wasn't nearly as close as they'd like to be. They wrapped limbs through limbs and never wanted to let go. They couldn't stop. But minutes feel like hours spent apart. They spent hours in each other's arms. Listening to music, driving, singing, loving, living. They couldn't bare time apart. She was obsessed with him and he was in love with her. They romanticised each other. They wrote poetry and songs and lyrics and melodies about each other. He was hers and she was his. They belonged to each other. They smoked together and drank together and they couldn't stop. Maybe it was unhealthy. Maybe it was wrong. Maybe it was toxic, doomed to end badly. Maybe it'd kill them. (Maybe the drugs would.) Maybe they were being dangerous. Maybe this would be the death of them. But they didn't care. *smut warning in quite a few chapters lmaoo* published 2015

Noah (Obsessions in Overdrive #1) by MarcelinePierson

I've always had a feeling that I would die young. Ever since I started pondering on deaths door I've had this feeling. I could care less about the hell and heaven shenanigans, but death. I want it. The end of my life. I want to be in my suit, in my coffin, in the ground and my soul to be gone. I've been waiting for 16 years, yet no sign of death opening his door no matter how many times I ring his doorbell. Yeah, I enjoy thinking about my end. Especially at moments like this... *** #1 physical #1 cuteguys #1 addiction #2 self-esteem *** Started: 7 November 2022 Finished: 18 April 2024

Unfinished, You and I by joshuabrycebarata

We never really got to finish our story Travis, so I will. This is what I saw for us. I hope this story finds you. I hope you read this with an open mind and heart. This is simply what I saw for our future. I can't say I fell for you from our first text messages together, but it definitely started to grow over time when I started to get to know you. I can definitely say that I fell in love with you the first night we hung out together though. 4/18/21. We went to eat at The American Dream and we talked about various things. I can't exactly remember all we talked about because the only thing I could think was 'he is the one.' We're on different paths now and honestly, you're starting to slip from my memories. There's a quote that states ' Love is like sand. If you hold on too tight it starts to slip from your fingers, but if you let go it'll stay', and I can honestly say I held on as tight as I could. So this story is kind of what I saw for us after the fact we had met already. This is what I believe would've happened if we never said goodbye. Here we go...

My Life Being Dead by bellaholmes58

Hello. I’m Cassidy. I’m 16 years old, and I am helpless. I’m weak, defenseless and not to mention unassuming. I am utterly boring and uninteresting. I wouldn’t be surprised if God himself overlooked me. Maybe that’s why my life sucks so much. My face is dull and pale, and my hair is mousy brown. My eyes are black and my fingers are long and stringy. Once in junior high, a teacher likened me to ghost. I had wanted to tell her, “Yes. I remind myself of a ghost sometimes too.” But I didn’t say anything in return. I have one friend and even she doesn’t like me for me; only for the shiny new car my step dad bought me. Boys don’t notice me. And when they do it’s only to pick out my flaws and display them to everyone around. All in all, I am a sad and pathetic specimen of a human being. Why am I writing this? Because on June 3rd, 2011, at 12:31 am, I died.

Crashing Love [COMPLETE/PUBLISHED] by MikaelaKoehler

After hearing of her mother's car accident, Willow's life falls apart. She has to watch her mother's casket be lowered into the ground and then watch her father shut out the world from himself. Also having to deal with the constant struggles of being a high school student, she has to deal with people who don't get their way. With her father out of the picture, she turns to the only other people on the planet that care for her as much as her parents did. With the help of his parents, Elijah Reed keeps Willow's mother's memory alive by telling Willow about her mother and father's love story. Not only to help her move on but to help her realize that love comes in the most unexpected places. That place is waiting right in front of her. Elijah Reed watched the person that he loved, which just happens to be his best friend, crumble before his eyes. He watched the person that was the happiest, brightest person become someone who asked why they weren't the one who died that day. Maybe one day, he will be the one who saves her from herself. Maybe one day, she will love him as he loves her. Maybe one day, he will watch the light come back into Willow's eyes. Maybe just maybe... "Everyone has to fight their demons but they can't always do it alone." "Sometimes love comes in unexpected places, but I found mine with him." "I will always love you, even if you aren't here." // Watty's 2019 Submission COMING SOON TO PAPERBACK/EBOOK NOTE: Mentions of suicide. This is not taken lightly and is not meant to be a joke whatsoever. If you have thoughts of harming yourself, please seek help. US suicide hotline: 1-800-273-8255

The Mental Choices by NandFbooks

Taylor lied to me all these years and i couldn't believe i was blinded to see it happening. It was true i loved him but i have ask myself if i love him like that way. My phone beeped and i jumped up. Taylor-Dont be mad Me-Im not Taylor-Okay so... Me-So... Taylor- Meet in Masons backyard Me- Okay I grabbed my coat and went to the back to see taylor smiling at me. He came closer into the doorway and he kissed me and i kissed back. He lead me to the couch where we made out. Soon we were out of breath and all our clothes were off. There was a noise at the door and i pushed Taylor out the house and ran into the kitchen. Mason came in. "Where were you?" I asked he smiled and played with my hair -------------------- Reed always lived with her dad since her mom died and now she has to live with his new wife. and a brother the big change makes reeds life spiral out of control.

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ghosts

"Who are you and how did you get in my house?" By this point, I looked more human than ghostly. "I'm a ghost." I spoke. "Oh really? Then, if you're a ghost, this won't-" He swung his bat and it goes through my body. "go through.." He whispers and stumbles backwards. --------------------- fem!reader x shane madej she/her pronouns TRIGGER WARNING: mentions of suicide, death, etc. the one time that shane madej /will/ believe in ghosts. spotify playlist based on this book: "ghosts" by cosmodotjpeg (https://open.spotify.com/playlist/4hzTo5ue3hghVQENgJ23lb?si=Esx9GMZ1Q_mjHQpc9bNiRQ&utm_source=copy-link)