The Missing
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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.Concluida
Don't Love || A Zack x Reader Angel of Death
Warning: Gore Killing Language Lemon Blood Suicidal thoughts And RAPE Read: This story is going to be what happens after. Rachael already got her wish so she's not in the story. (Y/N) is 18 a senior in highschool. She hates her school and hates everyone there. People don't treat her kindly at school but she chooses to ignore it. She lives by herself basically because of her parents death. When she was growing up her parents were really neglectful and abusive. But soon everything changes when she meets Isaac Foster the wanted serial killer.Concluida
The Lost Star
He's the coldest man I ever meet in my life. All he care about is his job. Not more. That's why I like to being around with him, he's professional. It's makes me comfortable when I'm working with him, no emotion involved at all. "It's not about job. It's about love." he said and I stunned. what are he talking about? "I will introduce you to my love.." he said grabbing my hand and lead me. "Say hello!" he said with a bright smile like a little child.Concluida
The Above Cover Agent
Some say to keep your friends close but your enemies closer but who's to say they are not all the same? A girl with a killer attitude literally is set forth on a dangerous mission to kill. This girl is anything but normal, she was trained from birth to become a one of a kind assassin. When she is given her very first alone mission task by her superiors to do a one of a kind mission with intent to kill. This cold hearted assassin is no longer an undercover agent she is anything but that she is now accidentally an above cover agent.Concluida![my obsession [ isaac foster x reader ]](https://img.wattpad.com/cover/287662320-256-k721553.jpg)
my obsession [ isaac foster x reader ]
"i'll love you to death but I'll expect the same from you" ✧･ﾟ: *✧죽음의 천사･ﾟ:*✧ y/n is super obsessive over people once she falls in love with them and makes sure they won't leave her. zack became one of them when they met in the building. ✧･ﾟ: *✧죽음의 천사･ﾟ:*✧ warning : gore spoilers violence strong language mentions of suicide lemon/smut (marked as '!') *:･ﾟ✧죽음의 천사*:･ﾟ✧ i do not own any satsuriku no tenshi characters. credits to the creator. poems/quotes by aliza grace.Concluida
mine
No matter where she is - If in another lifetime, another body - I will find her. And she will continue being mine and mine alone. I will forever recognize her and she can not escape me, no matter how hard she tries. She is utterly and completely mine.
𝕱𝖆𝖑𝖑 𝕴𝖓 𝕷𝖎𝖓𝖊 (18+)
ʏᴀɴᴅᴇʀᴇ ᴘʀɪsᴏɴᴇʀ x ɢᴜᴀʀᴅ ʀᴇᴀᴅᴇʀ --------- Warning ⚠️ -Gore -Violence -Abortion -Lemon/ 18+ minds -Cheating - A lot of Mature Content/Themes -first draft will edit when finished -CRINGE ALERT 🚨 -HEAVILY RE-EDITING AND PROOFREADING 20200922 - #2 Fanmade 20210122- #2 boy A REWRITE IS COMING!!! A prison guard officer has been fighting off a well known disorder: PTSD for two years from that all too familiar face that's been running the city as long as she could recoil about. Until that familiar face started appearing in her facility and the person quickly falls deeply in love with her, almost obsessively at first sight. Started: 20200604 All of the artwork I put in isn't mines. I claim them all to the original owner Created of the wallpaper artwork: astrono77153462.tumblr.com P.S. I have to cut the lemon out of chapter VII: AssistanceConcluida
Fascinated (Yandere! Reiner x Reader)
WARNING, this story will contain the following: Mild gore Murder (duh, it's a yandere story) Potential forced sexual interaction Yandere Reiner And a lemon at the end You've been warned. ~ ~ ~ I DON'T OWN THE CHARACTERS OR IMAGES USED IN THIS STORY, ALL RIGHTS GO TO THE RESPECTIVE OWNERS!Concluida
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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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