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The creak of the stair was a gunshot in the abandoned structure. Marguerite jumped, foot slipping on something wet, heart throbbing in her eardrums. Frozen, she clutched the rail and looked down. The rusty stain on the landing trailed upwards. Crouching, one millimeter at a time, she sniffed, twitched her nostrils, observing the pattern and viscosity of everything around her. The hair on the back of her neck and forearms hackled.

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Is it too late to say Sorry? autorstwa iambellissima_nishaz

"The fuck you are leaving me." His roar cracked through the hall like lightning. Ara didn't blink. She stood there, calm as death, done to her core. No tears. No tremble. Just a weary exhale as she turned her back on him - the one thing he never thought she'd do. Before she could take a step, his hand shot out, gripping her arm like he was holding on to life itself. "Where are you going, Ara!" His command shook the pack. But she wasn't his to command. Not anymore. Ara ripped her arm free with a force that made even his wolf recoil. "Don't. Touch. Me." Her aura slammed into him, cold and merciless. "You think I'll stand here and watch you mate and breed her?" she hissed, every word a dagger. His throat bobbed. "She meant nothing." She laughed - sharp, broken, brutal. "Yeah? That's why you were fucking her in your office? Couldn't even hide the scent of your betrayal." "Ara, it was a mistake-" She stepped closer, eyes blazing. "Your mistakes come in episodes, Alpha. Season one, season two, season three. You don't make mistakes. You make choices." He swallowed hard. "I don't need her. I need you." "Lies," she spat. "Every damn sentence you breathe is a lie. I can't even look at you without feeling sick." He flinched like her words physically hit him. "That female behind you?" she pointed, not bothering to glance. "Perfect for you. Go mark her. Breed her. Hell, fuck her for all I care." Her voice cracked - but she kept going, blade steady even when bleeding. "I don't need you. Not anymore." His knees crashed to the floor. The mighty Alpha. On the ground. For her. "Ara... I'm sorry. I'm really fucking sorry." His voice broke like he finally understood what loss tasted like. She stared at him with a sad, devastating smile. "Isn't it too late for that, Mate?" One tear escaped - and she crushed it away with her thumb. Then she turned. Walked. Didn't look back. But he didn't chase her. Because he knew. He didn't just lose her. He wrecked her.

The Dark Side of the Moon autorstwa Moozelle

My stomach dropped to my shoes as we reached the door. It was closed, and at further inspection, locked. It probably locked upon closing, but I had no key or means of opening it. My plan had been thrown out the window, and now I was just as confused as the girl beside me. “What’s the matter?” she whispered. I dreaded answering her. My mouth opened and I began to form the words, but not before I was interrupted. A growl reverberated through the very air that surrounded us, a noise so deep and threatening that it paralyzed me for a few seconds. The girl next to me let out a squeal and I swung my head in the direction that it had come from. It was the light-less corner to our left, so pitch black that not even the walls were visible. Whatever the company’s squad was hunting was here, and it was angry. ~ In small town Banff, no one expected life to change from peacefully content. But when night falls, evil lurks in the shadows. Supernatural creatures hunted by trained organizations seek revenge, power and violence; and Florence Gray has just stumbled into the middle of it.

Decadent autorstwa DystopianMilieu

My hand slaps against my mouth as I try to shut myself up. Don't make too much noise...or he'll hear you. A vehicle's door opens then slams shut. I don't hear footsteps...but as the minutes go by I begin to hear them; the footsteps get louder and louder and louder, matching the sound of my thundering heart. That's when I see his shadow cast over the ditch...over the place where I tried to hide. "Well," he says with a smile in his voice. "I wonder where he could've gone...the footprints stop here...so I wonder if he just...disappeared?" My body begins to tremble. I can feel it now. The pain. I can feel the pain already. He jumps down into the ditch...he stands directly in front of me, with his back facing me. My hand presses harder against my mouth as I try to suppress my whimper, but it's way too late now. But his body tenses up when he hears it. He laughs bitterly as he turns around slowly, and his eyes cut through my camouflage easily. "There you are."

Black autorstwa Ashgrey3

She felt the presence of someone beside her, breathing in her ear. Cold fingers trailed down her naked arm leaving goosebumps in their wake. Surreal dreams never left her unconscious but consciousness banged her with the evidence of lick on her ear shell. She shivered when a tongue trailed seam of her lips, playing with the petals of delicacy followed by a hand sliding underneath her night shirt. She never had slept alone in her cold bed, there was someone always there haunting her near. Then, killings started and she couldn't tell what was real anymore as whenever she looked at her reflection in the mirror, all she could see was a Shadow. . . The shadow of Black

Whispers of the Heartwood... autorstwa LostMorganna

"My ideal type... Tall, dark hair, piercing blue eyes... Intelligent, confident, and a hint of mystery... Can make me laugh, even on my worst days... Loves adventure, tries new things, and isn't afraid to take risks..." As she wrote, the room seemed to grow quieter, as if the universe was holding its breath. Emily felt a shiver run down her spine. What was she getting herself into? Just as she finished writing, a sudden gust of wind blew through the room, extinguishing the lights. Emily gasped, her heart racing. What was happening? And then, a low, smooth voice spoke out of the darkness: "Hey, darling... why are you up so late?"

Sanely Yours autorstwa Ashra45786543

-- PROLOGUE "Let me get this straight. We have nothing in between us, except for the deal we made that day" he spoke in a monotonous tone. "I am the one carrying your name behind me; we are married. how can you say we have nothing in between us? Huh" She yelled at him, tears blurred her vision, and she spoke her heart to him. "For god's sake, this marriage was to save you! Can't you get that? I did not do it willingly, I do not love you!!" He yelled back at her, shattering her heart into pieces. "Why can't you just love me?" She spoke, as she cried the tears of hurt, and pain. Her heart thumped loudly due to the shivering sensation She felt all over her body. "I never made a commitment to you, or gave you any false hope, neither did i say that i love you. Did i?" He asked her, in a very cold tone. She looked at him through her teary eyes. It's getting difficult for her to even breathe. "It was your eyes, the damn eyes. Who gave me the false hope. They say, "Eyes speak the truth," but what about mine? Couldn't you feel the sincerity within them, expressing my deep affection for you? Why didn't you see the love shining in them? Was it too complex to understand? Couldn't you notice the warmth as they gazed at you? They search for you in every corner, If only you realized how they silently echoed the emotions I couldn't articulate. They say, "Eyes never deceive." But what about yours? They played a trick on me when they met mine, painting a facade of a world that wasn't real. They made me feel loved, Leading me into a belief that crumbled, louder than your spoken promises. Why did they betray me? Was it your eyes or you that masked the truth?" He stayed still, not moving or saying anything at her statement. --

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Her Trace is a mystery-thriller set in a public high school, where nothing is as it seems. In a place filled with unseen dangers, Pixie finds herself drawn into something far bigger than she imagined. As she navigates the unknown, she must tread carefully-keeping her own secrets buried.

Watch out. ,' Xu Minghao autorstwa Xuminni

What started as a normal ghost hunting video quickly turned into something far more worse and terrifying than the paranormal she was chasing. ------------------------- "Okay im just gonna set up the ouija board and some other equipment to get the first investigation started." Xumin said toward the camera she was holding. Getting out her stuff she couldnt help but notice all sorts of noises all around the room and the halls. Well being a ghost hunter she was no stranger to those types of noises, but this time the noises seemed.. off? "Dont think of moving any further." a voice echoed in the room. Slowly looking behind her, she noticed a gun greeting her right away. "Fuck." was all she could say before everything went black. I want to mention that this story is completely fictional so nothing is real and the characters in this is just for the fiction. Please separate fiction from reality. Originally written by me @/Xuminni.

That Witch Bitch: Continued autorstwa selfdistruct7

Nothing could be worse than being vaporised in the apocalypse. At least that's what you thought when your phone rang with an alert that you'd been one of the lucky few to be sent to a special underground bunker known as Outpost 3. It seemed that you weren't only rich enough to pay but also had the "perfect DNA match". But as you spend more and more of your life concealed in the bunker, you begin to realise that your lucky pass wasn't really ever that lucky. Disclaimer: YOU HAVE TO READ THE FIRST THAT WITCH BITCH FOR THIS TO MAKE ANY SENSE AT ALL

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⚠️ update 2/7/2026: under editing ⚠️ Wren was never supposed to survive the hunt. Thrown into a deadly maze with no way out, she was meant to be just another sacrifice. But when she walks away changed-marked by something she doesn't understand-survival comes with a price. The people who sent her to die now see her as a threat. The man who swore to protect her is the only one she can trust. And the monsters lurking in the dark... may not have been the true enemy after all. With danger closing in on all sides, Wren must decide: fight for a place in a world that doesn't want her, or embrace the power rising within. Even if it means becoming something unrecognizable.

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"The fuck you are leaving me." His roar cracked through the hall like lightning. Ara didn't blink. She stood there, calm as death, done to her core. No tears. No tremble. Just a weary exhale as she turned her back on him - the one thing he never thought she'd do. Before she could take a step, his hand shot out, gripping her arm like he was holding on to life itself. "Where are you going, Ara!" His command shook the pack. But she wasn't his to command. Not anymore. Ara ripped her arm free with a force that made even his wolf recoil. "Don't. Touch. Me." Her aura slammed into him, cold and merciless. "You think I'll stand here and watch you mate and breed her?" she hissed, every word a dagger. His throat bobbed. "She meant nothing." She laughed - sharp, broken, brutal. "Yeah? That's why you were fucking her in your office? Couldn't even hide the scent of your betrayal." "Ara, it was a mistake-" She stepped closer, eyes blazing. "Your mistakes come in episodes, Alpha. Season one, season two, season three. You don't make mistakes. You make choices." He swallowed hard. "I don't need her. I need you." "Lies," she spat. "Every damn sentence you breathe is a lie. I can't even look at you without feeling sick." He flinched like her words physically hit him. "That female behind you?" she pointed, not bothering to glance. "Perfect for you. Go mark her. Breed her. Hell, fuck her for all I care." Her voice cracked - but she kept going, blade steady even when bleeding. "I don't need you. Not anymore." His knees crashed to the floor. The mighty Alpha. On the ground. For her. "Ara... I'm sorry. I'm really fucking sorry." His voice broke like he finally understood what loss tasted like. She stared at him with a sad, devastating smile. "Isn't it too late for that, Mate?" One tear escaped - and she crushed it away with her thumb. Then she turned. Walked. Didn't look back. But he didn't chase her. Because he knew. He didn't just lose her. He wrecked her.

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