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  • Stalker Games by Percikingdawn
    Percikingdawn
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    Two are forced to enter. Only the winner gets to feed their friends. In the ruins of a place once known as Wattpad lies the nation of Wacooty. This year, the districts are forced by the Capitol to send two stalkers between the ages of twelve and eighteen to participate in the Stalker Games, a brutal and terrifying fight to the death – televised for all of Wacooty to see. Stalking is second nature for Dawn and Ophelia, who struggle to feed their friends by secretly hunting and gathering beyond the clubs of Wacooty.
  • M.Mariolad And DingleBerries? Pt.1 by Matmat77
    Matmat77
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    Characters: Evan the Owl Cop Sark DaithideNogla(Da-yi)the half lobster half professor Tyler the pig MiniMariolad This story about 2,4..5 idiots! That are high as FUCK they'll be playing gmod deathrun (And please be nice it's my first time making one hope you enjoy!)
  • dr.cocktavius's secret by Annahlynn
    Annahlynn
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    cocktavius mcnipple is an "normal" psychiatrist in seattle working with his patients. he's struggling a bit with his life but he's determined to help his patients in any possible way. and by any possible ways, i really mean any possible ways. (warning: his book contains mature content and very odd things)
  • biter~ (TBC) by freddygs_
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  • joshleen's future by dreaming15
    dreaming15
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    this story is basically about colleen and Josh because I love them so much and they are relationship goals but any who it's about them and there future
  • Sprout by OneWordisastory
    OneWordisastory
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    - "Underneath I wish you could see the loneliness that haunts me It grows; the pain Of this never ending hell Within my supposed "sanity" How can I find relief In a garden of lies I'm the wilted flower Always dead inside Yet, there's him It's always been Why are his roots buried so deep In my decaying heart? Perhaps, the end Is not so horrific With you by my side Little sprout."