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Who am I? (Exclamation Point Love Story)

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Beep... beep... beep... 
goes the heart monitor sitting beside where I lie.
A dark-haired... pale skinned... boy that fell asleep on my bedside... wasn't familiar to me in any way.
Darkness... blood... guns...
are what I normally see in these horrible dreams you call 'nightmares'.
But... I don't remember a thing.
How would I know what's going on...?
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𝐃𝐄𝐋𝐔𝐃𝐄𝐃 by authorhcraig

I look up at him, his face nothing but a hazy memory. His head is tilted down towards me and I think about how odd it must be for him too. If we kissed, would we find each other's lips? Would it be as natural as breathing? He's mere inches from me and just the presence of his body is suffocating. I don't even have to see his face to know how well he makes my body react. Goosebumps trickling down my arms, and the hairs on the back of my neck rising like sunflowers facing the sun. It's as if I can really see his face. His features and the looks he gives. It's so familiar, so in-tune with me, that I feel like I've always seen it. I can feel his eyes set on me, my figure under his gaze. I can feel the tension in the air and I'm not even sure if I'm breathing. "That necklace around your neck," he scoffs. "What about it?" I ask, my voice low. "I've seen it every single time I've seen you and it drives me insane. It's the one thing I can see below your face." Something clicks into place for me. The puzzle pieces align, and I feel alive. "Then take it off and put your hand there, I can wear that instead," I grin. __ Scarlett Moore. A university student trying to make it past the struggles of life, friends, and a love life labeled hell. But to her aid, a man from her dreams clouds her mind and a little too much of her heart. Every night he visits her, comforting her from a cruel world and harsh realities. The life she lives with him in her sleep becoming a little too real. Just how attached is she to a man who isn't even real? What happens when she can't tell the difference between a memory and a fantasy? __

Phones by darcyjog

Ring...ring....ring...ring... A few people glance towards the table. Beam looks down at his phone. However, he doesn't answer it. Pha glances at Beam and hisses, "Beam, if you aren't going to answer your phone, turn it off. We are trying to study here. It is very distracting to have your phone keep ringing." Kit raises his head from his textbooks and notes, and glares at Beam. "Did you accidentally give your number out to one of your one-night stands? Why won't you answer your phone?" Bean frowns and shakes his head as he turns his phone off and puts it in his pocket. "No. Professor Auntie had given my number to a girl that is needing some tutoring. However, after initially talking to her on the phone, she isn't wanting tutor for our academics, but of something else." What happens when Pha insists that Beam needs to get a new phone?

Confusion by wookiejikin

"Are they dating? They looks very good together."- Forth. Forth thinks that the couple is really something..... What will happen if half of the university know that all time Casanova is dating Nations Husband.... Who is this new man who made Forth question in his nature and behavior and his good looks. Let's see if Forth can take away Beam from this Guy?? ForthBeam Fanfiction with a twist... Ranking:7#forthbeam

Wolfblood by Drageon18

It was dark and I was all alone I couldn't see anything, not even my hands in front of me. I felt all sick like I had a cold. " Where am I ? " I asked. " Your in your my mind ? " a voice replied. It sounded like we were in a cave. " What do you mean I'm in your mind ? " I asked again. " We are telepathically linked now, you can't run from me anymore, " replied the person " Just stop messing with me and tell me who you are and where am I, " I Sid. I started to get really eritated. And what did the person mean by you can't run from me anymore. Who was it that I was running from. Then I started to get a little dizzy and my through started to burn. Then all of a sudden I felt a sharp pain in my chest. I woke up. I was in a white room with like 1,000,000 bright light on me. It hurt a lot. There were cords tied up to me and I didn't know where I was.

hop inside (come see my movie) by r1caner

"Hi, uh...George." The customer grins, reading George's nametag. He's American. George isn't exactly sure how he feels about that. His flatmate is American. But his voice itself, he feels almost certain about. It makes wedding bells, alarm bells, fucking school bells, whatever-some type of bells go off in his head. Something in his brain that tells him: pay attention to whatever the hell this guy is saying. Or what he sounds like when he says it. Whichever. His voice is equally as deep as it is soft and warm, and it's familiar. Though exactly how, George isn't sure. spoiler alert: he's a famous actor named dream. george, an employee at a small london bookshop, sells him a book, and they run into each other again, exchanging numbers. as they get to know each other through spilled apple juice, meddling friends, and the watching eyes of the entire world, they learn how to love-or make their best attempt at it, anyway.

Give me shelter by SabastianStefano

Have you ever felt so lonely you believed there was nothing left for you? Stashed away, merely forgotten. I mean you could cry and cry, yet no one would hear you. At least no one you truly once loved. Being yourself can be detrimental to others happiness, and so you down play who you are. You devalue your beliefs, your morals fall short and that hollow rock turns into your Mirror. Do you matter anymore? Would anyone care if you simply disappeared? Could you find your way out of the darkness? Look Closer is one of my favourite quotes and so I'll use it as a guide to understanding the complex characters you're about to meet.

UNKNOWN Doctor by wookiejikin

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Fixing a Broken Heart by Myforthbeam

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The mute boy and his kidnappers by xOneInA_Millionx

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Receeding Tides (mcyt) by xxsoureixx

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I look up at him, his face nothing but a hazy memory. His head is tilted down towards me and I think about how odd it must be for him too. If we kissed, would we find each other's lips? Would it be as natural as breathing? He's mere inches from me and just the presence of his body is suffocating. I don't even have to see his face to know how well he makes my body react. Goosebumps trickling down my arms, and the hairs on the back of my neck rising like sunflowers facing the sun. It's as if I can really see his face. His features and the looks he gives. It's so familiar, so in-tune with me, that I feel like I've always seen it. I can feel his eyes set on me, my figure under his gaze. I can feel the tension in the air and I'm not even sure if I'm breathing. "That necklace around your neck," he scoffs. "What about it?" I ask, my voice low. "I've seen it every single time I've seen you and it drives me insane. It's the one thing I can see below your face." Something clicks into place for me. The puzzle pieces align, and I feel alive. "Then take it off and put your hand there, I can wear that instead," I grin. Scarlett Moore. A university student trying to make it past the struggles of life, friends, and a love life labeled hell. But to her aid, a man from her dreams clouds her mind and a little too much of her heart. Every night he visits her, comforting her from a cruel world and harsh realities. The life she lives with him in her sleep becoming a little too real. Just how attached is she to a man who isn't even real? What happens when she can't tell the difference between a memory and a fantasy?