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Floating Lies and Sinking Truth - P1 COMPLETE

Leituras 315
Votos 16
Capítulos 21
Tempo 1h 47m

Leituras 315
Votos 16
Capítulos 21
Tempo 1h 47m

1980 adventure cargoship danger death missing murder noescape tension thriller tragedy voyage whodoneit

It's July 1980 and one of the crew go missing on the first day out on a new voyage.  Did they jump ship or were they pushed?  Were they murdered?  If so by who and why?  If he is dead and we never find the body we'll probably never know!

If his body has sunk to the deep then there goes any chance at getting the truth!

Part One of a planned series of short stories follows the crew of a huge cargo ship.  Its journey across the World's Oceans will see the crew face many different challenges.

NOTE - This is a fictional story, any similarities with real people or events are coincidental. MTodos os Direitos Reservados

1980 adventure cargoship danger death missing murder noescape tension thriller tragedy voyage whodoneit

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The Shack , de jrosalyn48

I watched as my last chance of escape was knocked from my hand and slid under my bed. My last bit of hope to break from this candy coated nightmare, slipped from reach. My right arm was then violently twisted and pushed behind my back. I yelped in pain. His sweaty palm covered my mouth, muffling my cries. New tears sprung in my eyes. My vision became blurry. That familiar feeling of dread crept up my spine. It warned me, but did I listen? He knelt behind me, pushing my arm further behind. "I'm not losing you... again," he whispered in my ear. His deep voice, laced with venom, lust, and desperation. The hairs on the back of my neck rose up. That's it. That's the end. No new beginning. No end. No hope. No life. Just emptiness. Just that vague emptiness. I'm sinking. And you can't save me. A story inspired by @shelbytree

Murder on a steamship , de JTRoyce

an intriguing story about a murder mystery and a few other problems the crew face through there story

Rascals, de Stvp1d_Em0K1d

A story of a runaway heartbeat and the found family it dragged along. They move from place to place-half-lost, half-chosen-chasing quiet, hiding from the noise. It started with one girl trying to outrun the truth her family fed her, and grew into a mismatched group of escapees: her best friend, a boyfriend, two internet ghosts, and later, the ones who took the place of those who left. But people don't always stay. Sometimes they leave with a note. Sometimes they don't say anything at all. And sometimes... they come back. What happens when someone you loved left you for what they thought was your good-only to return when the damage's been done? What happens when grief makes room for someone new? And how do you know when the road you're running is finally home? --- Content Warning: •Themes of death, grief, abandonment •Found family & trauma bonding •Emotional and psychological triggers •Intimate/suggestive scenes (light smut)

Parador (Juggernaut #2), de PeterADixon

Tales from the Juggernaut #2 Twelve years after the failed colony mission which claimed her parent's lives, Tila Vasquez discovered an impossible ship buried deep within the Juggernaut. There she found hidden data which revealed that there was more to the story of the doomed mission than she knew - that perhaps anyone knew. Now, these secrets have taken her, along with her friends Malachi and Ellie, to Parador, one of the wealthiest and most powerful planets within the Commonwealth systems. Here, decisions are made on trade and business which affect the lives of billions. And sometimes the life of one. On Parador, Tila will find that both new friends and new enemies stand in their way. There will be new lessons to learn and new secrets to uncover. But will Tila be able to tell the difference before it's too late? And besides, there are some who will do anything to keep their secrets hidden...

Distant Dreams, de MaiSakurajmaSimp

Landing up in one unfortunate situation after another, Ethan Victor Everett rushed through the train station trying to locate his mother. Little did he know that he would never meet her again. How had it ended up like this? The nukes had decimated his homeland; they had been rushed to this country beforehand by their father, who refused to reveal anything about it. What would he do now? He had barely any money, all of his status had been ripped from him, and he had no connections to rely on. But without stopping, he had to continue moving. That would be his only solace; he would try to find his family no matter what it took. He would come across impossible obstacles that would render him traumatized. He would be nearly killed and kill to survive. He would face consequences for his actions, be beaten, bruised, mangled, but he couldn't give up. He couldn't lose the last things that kept him alive. And the question stands, Shall Ethan Victor Everett Prevail?

The Blood Order, de esthersteel_

"Are you coming to bed firefly?" He says to me laying his hands over my waist joining me in looking over the city. "I want to look out for a little longer if that is alright?" I mumble hoping that he heard me anyways, I wasn't ready to walk into that bedroom, and I don't think I ever would be. "Of course, I'll be getting ready for bed, come in whenever you are ready." He says confidently and walks away leaving my waist cold something for which I am grateful. Especially when my mind burns with other more dangerous thoughts. The warmth that forever lingers in the air, never burning the skin, but always reminding about what is around us. I force air into my lungs feeling the unexpected warmth fill me. He stands in the room watching me even though he said he was getting ready for bed. He is worried about me, about me jumping. I have contemplated it I will admit, but he would stop me before I fell even two feet. I was stuck, and no one could save me. Not even myself, my fucking weak self. His presence is demanding no matter where we are, but right now I could sense everything about him, and I try to suppress the unwanted feelings that curl right under my skin. "Firefly? About done?" He calls out and I release my hand from the guard rail not realizing that as I looked at the lights that covered the shining city with the falling fire in the background that my subconscious was thinking about how nice it would be... how relieving it would be... to just fall. True freedom. I take a step back and wrap my hands together turning around to a fully clothed unchanged man and nod once. I could see the fear in his eyes that I would, he knows if he gave me the chance... I wasn't ready for this, but I had to survive. No matter what. Highest Ranks: #17 In Romance #5 in Soulmates

His Ruthless Temptation, de Plumavenetta

I saw her long before she saw me. She didn't know then that her fate had already been sealed, that every step she took was drawing her closer to me. Closer to what she would become. There was something in her-something fragile, something wild. A fear she tried to hide, wrapped in defiance and confidence. It was intoxicating, watching her, knowing that no one else could see what I saw. No one else could feel the pull like I did. The slow, deliberate unraveling of her world as it would soon be tethered to mine. I felt my heart beat once, hard and fast. It was the only signal I needed. She would be mine-not in some fleeting, hollow way. No. I would strip away every shield, every defense, until she was laid bare, body and soul. And when she looked at me for the first time, I knew. She was already mine. A. Trigger Warning ⚠️: This story contains intense and graphic content, exploring dark and disturbing themes that may be triggering for some readers. Sensitive topics are depicted throughout. Reader discretion is strongly advised. Proceed with caution: after this point, no additional warnings will be provided.

Mansion in the Woods, de ourcreepypastalover

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Stockholm Syndrome//H.S, de dorkaliciousdama13

As I leave, the cold British wind greets me. I zip up my sweater, and start walking home. Thanks to my parents, I don't have a car. "You're too irresponsible for a car, Courtney. You can always save up for one once you leave this house," my father had scoffed when I asked him. I walk at a fast pace, hoping to avoid any random strangers lurking in the dark streets. "Hey, darling. What are you doing all alone in the dark?" I hear a voice ask. I pick up his deep, British accent. I ignore him, and start jogging. Just a few more streets... I hear his swift feet, and he grabs me from behind, pressing a wet cloth on my face. He drags me behind a building. My muffled screams are the only noise in the silent night. I try to break from his strong, yet careful hold. I wiggle under his grip, but he only lets out a sigh. "Shhhhh...don't scream...everything will be alright...shhhh..." he whispers. I feel warm tears slide down my face, and my eyesight blurs, and I stop screaming and escaping. The last thing I see are the swaying trees. Then... DARKNESS... ✯✯✯✯✯ 19-year-old Courtney Thompson hates her life. From her annoying stepmother, to her overprotective father. The only thing that keeps her alive is her brother and reading. She's always wanted to die, but after being kidnapped, all she wants is to live. Her kidnapper is beyond amazing. From the good looks, to his niceness. But that's what he is...a kidnapper. A killer. A stalker. ✯Will she fall for him, even if he kidnapped her?✯ ✯Will she find out the countless secrets that he hides?✯ ✯Will she escape?✯ Will she fall victim to... STOCKHOLM SYNDROME? ✯✯✯✯ © DorkaliciousDama13 2016 Please don't copy. This book is original, and it comes from a place called "BRAIN". Plus...you'll be in BIG trouble if you copy my book. I don't own 1D. (❤I Wish❤...)

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Stockholm Syndrome//H.S cover

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The Shack

I watched as my last chance of escape was knocked from my hand and slid under my bed. My last bit of hope to break from this candy coated nightmare, slipped from reach. My right arm was then violently twisted and pushed behind my back. I yelped in pain. His sweaty palm covered my mouth, muffling my cries. New tears sprung in my eyes. My vision became blurry. That familiar feeling of dread crept up my spine. It warned me, but did I listen? He knelt behind me, pushing my arm further behind. "I'm not losing you... again," he whispered in my ear. His deep voice, laced with venom, lust, and desperation. The hairs on the back of my neck rose up. That's it. That's the end. No new beginning. No end. No hope. No life. Just emptiness. Just that vague emptiness. I'm sinking. And you can't save me. A story inspired by @shelbytree