Arizona
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- वोट 1
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जारी<5 mins
अंतिम प्रकाशन शुक्र, अग 5, 2016
In August 15, 1969, a brutal series of 10 murders took place in the out backs of the Arizona Desert. These 10 Georgian residents, ages 20-27, where to never expect the true horrors that awaited them on that long stretch road. Some say it's fake, some say it did happen, but one will never now what actually happened on that fateful day.
The following is a dramatization based off the local police reports of the Arizona State Killings.
AUTHORS NOTE:
Hi my name is Chris and I am 13. Sorry if my writing kinda sucks, hopefully you guys will help me improve. I do not mind criticism so please feel free to let me know any mistakes I make whilst writing this story.
This story is 100% fictional. There was no mass killings in Arizona. Or maybe there was, how would I know?
This story may contain graphic imagery and/or inappropriate language. Readers discretion is advised.
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#377
weapon
सबसे बड़े कथावाचन समुदाय में शामिल होंवैयक्तिकृत कहानी अनुशंसाएं प्राप्त करें, अपनी पसंदीदा कहानियाँ अपनी लाइब्रेरी में सहेजें, और अपना समुदाय बढ़ाने के लिए टिप्पणी और वोट करें।
आपको शायद ये भी पसंद आएँगे
Alexander, Carly, and the Blood Farm (OLD AND BAD)
In Bradford High School in Georgia, and in the town itself, Alexander could easily be considered one of, if not the school's best basketball underdog. But in more recent times, all of that may be thrown out the window all together. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ In Bradford, Georgia, everything seems and feels different than the rest. The townspeople there are known for four main things. Camping, hiking, and fun around the two local lakes, mass wildlife hunting, the basketball players at its highschool, and it's tragedy from the mid-19th century resulting in its many overlooked adaptations during the time of Autumn around the date of the accident. However, things begin to stir up once a pair of sisters show up with unknown and unclear intentions. But soon, they attract the attention of Alexander Phillips, referred to as one of the Bradford Baskatball Heros of the school's basketball team. Not long after though, several citizens are found dead with a murderer left on their town's hands. Luckily, it doesn't take very long for Alexander, the younger sister Carly, and many others to realize what's going on behind the curtain, leaving them in a race against time to save their town and maybe even the world from the paranormal wrath of the tragedy's fallout. This work is inspired by (including but not limited to): "Stranger Things" by the Duffer Brothers, "Scary Stories to tell in the dark" by CBS Films, Halloween Kills by Universal Pictures, and likely a lot more that I didn't mention(but if you see your/someone else's content, I DIDN'T WILLINGLY COPY THEM OK).पूर्ण
The School Escape
It was a normal day, until we heard those static noises. The next thing you know everyone is running out the classrooms. I can hear students screaming and running. When I step out I see bodies all over the floor. My old friends covered with blood, like a red blanket covering them. Follow as a group of students try to escape this hell. Their past catches up to them. They have to face reality and stop trying to hide the past. What they didn't expect was for the past to catch up so quickly. Lying and acting fake, is just the beginning of the past, but also torture, and rape. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ At the beginning of the story it's really bad writing. But as you continue to read the story gets better, I promise. Do give my story a chance I promise you won't regret. (I think ;))पूर्ण
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Terror Night: Cold Blood in Portland
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The Bond
Story contains abuse, violence and other triggers. All use of images are for entertainment and in no way meant to reflect on the real people. Grabbing the bowie knife from the holster, I tell her to stand still. Nika looks at me with those sad and beautiful eyes, hoping Im not going to hurt her. I tell her she needs to be punished, and that tonight is going to be a long night for her. "Punished? I have done nothing wrong here! You're trying to keep me here against my will---" I punch her in the gut, and she falls to her knees. I don't like hurting my baby girl, but she needs to listen to what I tell her. "Quiet! From now on, only speak when I ask you a question. Do you understand me?" I say through gritted teeth. Nika only nods her head quickly. "That's not a good enough response, baby. When you answer me, I only wanna hear you say 'yes daddy' and 'no daddy'. Is that clear?!" I raise my voice like a drill instructor. She looks up at me with terrified eyes and says 'yes daddy'. Nika is a 19-year-old college student who her step-father Phil has taken care of for six years on his own. Her mother died when she was only 14, leaving Phil to be her only family. Their relationship has always been a loving one. But with many skeletons in his closet and a dangerous obsession with the last reminder he has of his late wife, Phil is becoming unhinged. Will his religious background, the savagery of being a government killer and his soft spot for all things involving Nika drive him over the edge? Will he claim her, or will he let her be free of him?पूर्ण
Possessive Rich Bully
[WARNING - EXPLICIT CONTENT] I pulled my elbow from his death grip. "You're ashamed of me. Admit it. You hate the idea of been seen with me." I shot venomous accusations his way. He didn't look at me. I'd rejected his kiss, pushed him away from and in return he'd turned cold and cruel, again. He'd shown nothing but hatred for me in public yet held me with aching tenderness when it was just us. I was sick of his games. He needed to decide whether he wanted me or not. "You parade new girls daily in front of my eyes," a sob escaped my throat. "And don't even deny you don't occasionally screw Charlotte behind my back." His ice blue eyes pierced my soul with his sharp gaze. He was teetering on the verge of lashing out on me. "How would you feel if I did the same to you, huh?" I pushed at his stiff chest. "Had several boyfriends, invited them to our home." His eyes cut to me, and a look darker than I've ever seen clouded his features I gestured to our grandiose home bought by his dizzying wealth. "And parade them right in front--" Before I knew it, I was face down and nearly suffocated by the soft material of our couch, I barely noticed my skirt pushed upwards and panties shoved aside. "You're my goddamn wife, Astoria. I will not tolerate your defiance." The sound of his belt loosening, zipper lowering, he entered me violently taking my breath with him. "Yet everyone thinks I'm still your charity case because you won't claim me." "You want to be claimed? Fine. But I am warning you, this lifestyle you're so accustomed to will be gone. I will be dirt poor and your family will be fired." "Then divorce and set me free. I am done being your dirty secret." Axel Trent, the spoiled prince always got whatever he wished for, and I was one of the thing he had wished to possess. Our fate were meant to collide in the cruelest way possible. It left me shattered. THIS IS A TOXIC ROMANCE BOOK. DON'T EXPECT HEART AND FLOWERS cover by IvvyKyपूर्ण
Unstoppable
The claws had emerged before I'd even realised, gently tearing their way through my skin, running their way through my arms and changing my body into the one thing I thought I'd hated, but I'd begun to love more than anything: a monster. ---------------------- High school. A place where children go to grow their minds and adapt to adulthood. Where nothing but popularity and grades matter. I was a weird kid. I still am, but that's besides the point. One day, I walked into the wrong class, and something went wrong. Turns out, Things got weirder and weirder. Suddenly, popularity and grades don't really matter anymore. Survival does. ---------------------- *Blood, gore, violent murders, etc. Do happen in this book. * *It is in no way linked to any sort of actual murders or shootings (no shootings happen in a school) that have or will happen. My thoughts and respect go out to all of the families affected to any of this, and the only reason this book was created is because my ideas are lack lustre at best.* *I try to keep every chapter limited to around 1000 words. If the chapters feel short, I'm very sorry* ---------------------- \_(•_•)_/पूर्ण
Abnormality in normality.
Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah! Please don't! No, don't do it please! No, please, I am begging! Not again please. They didn't listen. They didn't. They kept on doing it over, over and over again. They were like a blood-curdling spoilt alarm clock signal repeating itself endlessly. There was actually no end. My tired baggy eyes slowly fluttered open. Everywhere was moving in a gradual wobbly pace. I felt dizzy. My head was banging and banging relentlessly like a popcorn machine. Nauseating flashes of familiar faces covered up in grisly blood popped up in my terrified mind. I immediately gagged as a result. My stomach churned as the flashes slowly became more vivid. "Oh, you're awake? That good for you" A deep, yet falsely gentle, voice pierced through my turmoil. "Care for another round?' he said giving me a sinister smirk. "No please. I can't take it anymore! Just kill me please!" I said while wet flow of tears ran through my cheeks. Warning : This book may contain suicidal thoughts, torture scenes, trauma, gore, bloody scenes and lots of deaths.
In Bradford High School in Georgia, and in the town itself, Alexander could easily be considered one of, if not the school's best basketball underdog. But in more recent times, all of that may be thrown out the window all together. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ In Bradford, Georgia, everything seems and feels different than the rest. The townspeople there are known for four main things. Camping, hiking, and fun around the two local lakes, mass wildlife hunting, the basketball players at its highschool, and it's tragedy from the mid-19th century resulting in its many overlooked adaptations during the time of Autumn around the date of the accident. However, things begin to stir up once a pair of sisters show up with unknown and unclear intentions. But soon, they attract the attention of Alexander Phillips, referred to as one of the Bradford Baskatball Heros of the school's basketball team. Not long after though, several citizens are found dead with a murderer left on their town's hands. Luckily, it doesn't take very long for Alexander, the younger sister Carly, and many others to realize what's going on behind the curtain, leaving them in a race against time to save their town and maybe even the world from the paranormal wrath of the tragedy's fallout. This work is inspired by (including but not limited to): "Stranger Things" by the Duffer Brothers, "Scary Stories to tell in the dark" by CBS Films, Halloween Kills by Universal Pictures, and likely a lot more that I didn't mention(but if you see your/someone else's content, I DIDN'T WILLINGLY COPY THEM OK).
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