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Jim Armstrong and the Goblet's Curse

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Parts 38
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Reads 822
Votes 156
Parts 38
Time 5h 31m

adventure bad-ass monsters mystery survival

There's no such thing as normal. 
I know that better than anyone.
For the first 11 years of my life, I enjoyed living in blissful ignorance of my true identity, and was able to do things that any "normal" person would do. 
Now? I can't walk down the street without having something go horribly wrong. 
And all of that trouble is due to my absent mother, my knack for finding myself in problematic situations, and a tattoo on my wrist. 
Ever wanted to be a super warrior fighter? 
Well, I assure you, it's a lot more trouble than it seems.All Rights Reserved

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The Way We Used to Be by TVDfanforInfinity

I lost my mom at 11, that's when it started. My dad became a drunk and I was left to take care of my 3-month-old baby sister. Now I'm 23, graduated a few years ago and my sister, now 12, can understand what happened. She never fully understood when I needed someone to and I didn't have many friends that stuck around afterwards. Until I met him. We were friends first, then the feelings got deeper. He asked me to be his girlfriend. He was my first kiss, first date, first real friend, first love, everything. I loved him and I do. I've said it. Now all we do is fight. I don't know why we can't figure things out, but I can't take this fighting. I just want things to go back to the way things were. The way we used to be... Happy, carefree teens that pretended we had the whole world figured out.

Adventures with Laura Lockster: The First Strike by lisaporter29

Hi. I'm Laura Lockster. What I'll be telling you today is top secret. Understand TOP-SECRET. Read this at your own risk. There will be no turning back. Once you know it you can't forget. This can get you into serious trouble if you're like me. You better hope you're not. If you haven't left yet then this is your final warning. There is NO coming back from this. Still, reading? Well, I suggest you watch your back from now on. It's best if you are careful who you trust. Just remember that. As I said I am Laura Lockster and this is my story.

F*** Cancer, This One Did Us All In. by IgnotusCapillary

There's not a lot that can freak me out in this world. Only large animals with sharp claws, too many people touching me, bullies, hives, horror movies, sitting underneath fans or lights or anything that dangles from a ceiling, glass or wooden bridges, my mother, mosquitoes, public situations, taking a shower with nobody in the house, taking a shower with too many people in the house and crocks. Oh, and zombies. Zombies is definitely on that list. It's almost a shame too, that I have to race through a city packed full of them to find my missing family. Packed full of zombies, by the way, not crocks. (Although I don't know which situation is worse.) Now I have to not only keep my feeble body alive, but also protect (or be protected by) my two best friends in the entire world as we all try to survive in a city packed with the Dead.

The Dreamers (Editing) by BriannaAverett

I couldn't stop trembling even more now. I calmed down a little more and checked my arm again. I was correct, I wasn't hallucinating. On my shoulder was a tattoo. It was a character of some sort-- in a different language. It looked like it was Chinese mixed with Islamic calligraphy. The skin around my arm was red and irritated. The symbol stuck out like a vein. I hyperventilated. I thought I was going to have a panic attack. I had to sit there, on my bed, and command myself to calm down. "I'm dreaming. I'm dreaming. This isn't real," I whispered. I checked the mirror again and searched all over my body to see if I had any other markings, but so far this was the only one. I shut my eyes, trying to force myself to wake up, but this was real. And for the first time, out of all the panicking, my vision went black.

MENU = ME-N-U (FreenBecky) by meanne2828

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Nimrah by Petrawr_Nicole

I want to belong. But being me... makes it difficult. Anywhere I go I stand out. And just when I think I've found my place... Nope. Even at the Society I'm a freak. I'm sick of it. Still I don't have anywhere else to go. Nowhere else is safe. I have to stay at the Society... I have to keep "safe." But what if I wasn't really protected at the Society either? I wish I was just human... This snow leopard shape-shifting thing may sound awesome, but it's not.

Mind Wave by elvidoray

I stand outside my home broken and shattered, who I am I don't know. I stare at my ever pale hands and try to see what made me like this from under my skin, but I guess I wasn't given that kind of gift but I have in me some form of powers that seemed to have brought me misfortune. I owe this all to my dad because if he never met my mom maybe just maybe I would have been born normal. I wish I wasn't born a freak, born a hybrid.

Storm by StormOfPixels

Being orphaned at 11 isn't that bad. I mean, your mother dying at home, right in front of your eyes and your dad leaving you to go on a "supposed" hunting trip and never coming back. Yeah, that doesn't faze me at all. Also, being scarred at 10, naw. Might bite you in the ass later, but what can you do about it. Loving your best friend even though your other best friend loves you, that can be a bitch. Learning that your tribe was hiding the biggest secret of your life well, you just need to read to find out.

BeetleJuice X Reader by RocksCake

I was bored when I wrote this, I would delete it but eh. This may be cringy and Im sorry for that. Also I write this character as possible trans, your character realizes she feels more comfortable in her own skin. I was still learning about the LGBTQ+ ⚠️Self harm and abuse ⚠️ ~you have been through a lot and your mom thinks it would be a good idea to get out of the city and get some peace and quiet. As you guys get relax, strange things begin to happen.~ This also might not follow the full logic from actually BJ so yeah. And for my own sake I will be spelling beetlegeuse as beetlejuice because it's easier for me.

Being Invisible by NoelElizabethWolfe

Everyone's had at least one moment where they've wanted to disappear. One moment in time where they couldn't stand the place they were, the people they were with, or the circumstances they were in. What if you could actually be invisible? My name's Rose Davis, & I can. When I first discovered I had this talent everything was about me, but now that I've stepped back & looked at what's going on around me, how can I just focus on me?

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The Way We Used to Be

I lost my mom at 11, that's when it started. My dad became a drunk and I was left to take care of my 3-month-old baby sister. Now I'm 23, graduated a few years ago and my sister, now 12, can understand what happened. She never fully understood when I needed someone to and I didn't have many friends that stuck around afterwards. Until I met him. We were friends first, then the feelings got deeper. He asked me to be his girlfriend. He was my first kiss, first date, first real friend, first love, everything. I loved him and I do. I've said it. Now all we do is fight. I don't know why we can't figure things out, but I can't take this fighting. I just want things to go back to the way things were. The way we used to be... Happy, carefree teens that pretended we had the whole world figured out.