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The cold interior of the machine loomed in front of me, the coppery smell of the different metals fused together made it slightly more intimidating. My heart was pounding out of my chest and was like a ticking time bomb ready to explode with excitement. I could change her fate. The thought occured in my head over and over. A leather chair was waiting for me inside of the machine with other gadgets. My black converse squeaked on the linoleum floor as I stepped into the machine. I didnt know what would happen, hell, i dont even know how to work the time machine. it didnt matter though, I was desperate for this second chance. 
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The butterfly effect is a fragile system. One pencil movement could change the world as we know it. When a young man comes back from his time travels, he realized he has more than a pencil to worry about.Creative Commons (CC) Attribution

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Accident by MeijiMeep

I killed my friends and it's my fault. But feels unexpectedly euphoric... Kyra is the Devils daughter but she doesn't know it. Soon she meets Coen (a guy with a rich history and inhumanly talents), little do they know what's in store for them. "I have just stabbed my favourite teacher. What is wrong with me. There's blood coming out of her chest, more and more as her heart pumps. But it's already too late because I see my scissors sticking up from her ribs as I feel unnaturally good. All of the guilt has somehow oozed out of me. I remember that I feel good only after the person has died so she must be dead. There is silence for about 10 seconds then everyone starts screaming and runs to the other side of the room to me. I don't know why but this is kinda fun. I slowly walk towards them, smirking, as the guy who bullied me for me whole life is shaking and grabbing onto his best friends shoulders. I'm not going to hurt them but it is fun torturing them. He has made my life miserable for 11 years so I'm not going to leave without out evening out the mental and physical indents he has had on my life. All those sleepless nights of crying, cut and bruises he has given me. I continue to walk even closer, everyone has started to back slowly away from him. He lets out a stupid high-pitched scream as I whisper to him." I swear I'm not a psychopath.

That Wasn't Supposed To Happen by SprinkleNoodles

The butterfly effect: the idea that small, seemingly trivial events may ultimately result in something with much larger consequences. Instead of meeting Mondo as planned, Chihiro ends up talking to Byakuya... and reveals his secret. Then, they find a dead body in the locker rooms. (Chihiro didn't ask for everything that followed- he really didn't- but had no choice to go along with it. But maybe, just maybe he could even change some things, including himself...)

𝐃𝐚𝐫𝐤𝐧𝐞𝐬𝐬 𝐢𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐨𝐧𝐥𝐲 𝐥𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭| 𝐃𝐚𝐫𝐤 𝐫𝐨𝐦𝐚𝐧𝐜𝐞 |𝟏𝟖+ by Psycho_xbabyx

**𝐢𝐧 𝐰𝐡𝐢𝐜𝐡 𝐚 𝐜𝐫𝐢𝐦𝐢𝐧𝐚𝐥 𝐟𝐢𝐧𝐝𝐬 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐢𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐞𝐬𝐭 𝐢𝐧 𝐚 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐠 𝐨𝐫𝐩𝐡𝐚𝐧 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐭𝐨𝐱𝐢𝐜𝐢𝐭𝐲 𝐝𝐚𝐧𝐜𝐞𝐬 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐩𝐨𝐬𝐬𝐞𝐬𝐬𝐢𝐯𝐞𝐧𝐞𝐬𝐬 𝐥𝐢𝐤𝐞 𝐰𝐚𝐥𝐭𝐳** Panic surges through me, and before I know it, I'm turning on my heel, trying to run, to escape the impending punishment. I barely make it a few steps before I feel his hand clamp down on my hair, yanking me back with terrifying force. "Going somewhere, little girl?" "P-please let g- ahh! Please! H-Hurts me!" "Afraid, are we now, baby?" His voice is a snarl now, filled with fury. "L-leave m-me," tears sting my eyes, but I refuse to let them fall. I'm scared of him, scared of what he'll do to my friend, scared of what he'll do to me. His grip on my hair tightens and I wince, choking back a sob. "Oh, why? Don't you like my hands on you, baby?" He mocks hurt that instantly turns back into anger. "But you were fine when that fucker touched you, ain't that right?" Then he pulls a silver knife out of his suit, twirling it lazily between his ink-covered knuckles and my blood freezes at the sight of that psychotic grin. ***** People quaked with fear at the sound of his name and me along with them. He was Demetrios 'the God' Nikolayev and he was first in command of Russian mafia. He was a true psychopath who enjoyed hurting people, and I hated him for that. The worst thing - he owned me. "Try to accept the darkness, because from now on, it will be your only light." I tried so hard, but I couldn't understand it back then. How possibly can darkness be light? ***** This is not a vanilla romance but a dark, toxic, perverted, obsessive story. The book contains mature themes such as foul language, bdsm, sexual and abusive content, kinks, blood, manipulation, etc. Please keep that in mind.

Moon Requiem by roryharesnape

"The jungle encircles a golden network of lights bright enough to match the moon, a megacity bigger than London, taller than New York. It stretches out below us, its silver light screaming out of every inch and orifice. I can see palaces with their spires fashioned in the style of claws, skyscrapers corkscrew into the sky like drill picks jutting from the centre of the earth. Dotted around these are blue pyramids made of something that burns the eye, shops, warehouses, halls, walls and things that twist the brain and bewitch the eye, towers summited with beacons of frozen light, every building seems an architectural impossibility built from this bronze matter. A stone path of painted gold snakes its way around impassable stalactites tipped with silver snow and slowly makes its way across the forest on its path to the city. I stand a figure on the edge of this, less than an ant against the background of an Olympus." Victor is stranded in a world gone mad. Now edited and completed! This is a story that will soon be printed in a collaborative novel of short stories. Its been tough but it is finally done. Having said that please critique this to high heaven reviews are always appreciated :).

𝑴𝒚 𝑩𝒖𝒕𝒕𝒆𝒓𝒇𝒍𝒚✔︎ by sarcasmismeme

"I think I'm spot on." He breathed. "Is that what you want? For me to touch you?" There are so many things wrong in this situation. The place, the time but a part of me couldn't care less and that sickened me. The pit in my stomach deepened but I felt slick beneath my skirt. I should hate him for making me see what I did, for letting me watch such a horrific sight. I want to burn him for being this way, for making me like him so much that anything he does could be looked through rose colored glasses. God, he was toxic. ✥ 𝐀𝐗𝐄𝐋 𝐑𝐎𝐌𝐀𝐍𝐎, a rutheless mafia leader with a cold and dangerous heart must protect his butterfly what happens when he must protect her from himself as well? Will he be able to stay away from her? Or will he find himself indulging in her light? 𝑩𝑶𝑶𝑲 𝑶𝑵𝑬 𝑶𝑭 𝑻𝑯𝑬 𝑩𝑼𝑻𝑻𝑬𝑹𝑭𝑳𝒀 𝑺𝑬𝑹𝑰𝑬𝑺 𝑺𝒆𝒙𝒖𝒂𝒍 𝒄𝒐𝒏𝒕𝒆𝒏𝒕 𝑽𝒊𝒐𝒍𝒆𝒏𝒄𝒆 𝑨𝒕𝒕𝒆𝒎𝒑𝒕𝒔 𝒐𝒇 𝒂𝒔𝒔𝒂𝒖𝒍𝒕 - 𝑹𝒆𝒂𝒅 𝒘𝒊𝒕𝒉 𝒄𝒂𝒖𝒕𝒊𝒐𝒏 ✥12.13.20✥ ✥4.2.21✥

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Her Capture, His Desire by alluringdiva

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I killed my friends and it's my fault. But feels unexpectedly euphoric... Kyra is the Devils daughter but she doesn't know it. Soon she meets Coen (a guy with a rich history and inhumanly talents), little do they know what's in store for them. "I have just stabbed my favourite teacher. What is wrong with me. There's blood coming out of her chest, more and more as her heart pumps. But it's already too late because I see my scissors sticking up from her ribs as I feel unnaturally good. All of the guilt has somehow oozed out of me. I remember that I feel good only after the person has died so she must be dead. There is silence for about 10 seconds then everyone starts screaming and runs to the other side of the room to me. I don't know why but this is kinda fun. I slowly walk towards them, smirking, as the guy who bullied me for me whole life is shaking and grabbing onto his best friends shoulders. I'm not going to hurt them but it is fun torturing them. He has made my life miserable for 11 years so I'm not going to leave without out evening out the mental and physical indents he has had on my life. All those sleepless nights of crying, cut and bruises he has given me. I continue to walk even closer, everyone has started to back slowly away from him. He lets out a stupid high-pitched scream as I whisper to him." I swear I'm not a psychopath.