Neon Stories

When Y/N woke up today, the last thing he expected was to hop to a post apocalyptic universe full of cyborg women where he would have the title of commander foisted upon him. Really, of all the people to lead a squad of soldiers, you picked the weird magic slingling seventeen year old who just randomly showed up and destroyed a rather large amount of the genocidal robots that forced you all underground barehanded? Okay yeah, putting it that way the decision seems kind of obvious. Ah well. It's not like he had anything better to do. Leading a squad of hot women sounds like a fun time. Running an outpost and filling out requisition forms though...he could do without all of that nonsense. //// "Rapi..." "Commander?" "We'll bang, ok?"

This story is about (y/n), an agent operating under the codename 'Iris'. After being sent onto a suicide mission she has to face her past and the people she once held so dear. A conflict about one's true self and the choice of saving a world. ps.: the first couple of chapters are pretty meh but I promise it gets better. It's been over a year that I've been writing this afterall. Credits for the Cover go to myself lol [ Current total word count: ≈ 50k ]

Six friends plan a Halloween rave under neon rain. A spark, a thunderclap - and a portal opens. Now each of them must survive a personal nightmare world to reunite... or stay lost between realms. Шесть друзей планируют вечеринку в честь Хэллоуина под неоновым дождём. Искра, удар грома - и портал открывается. Теперь каждому из них предстоит пережить свой собственный кошмарный мир, чтобы воссоединиться... или остаться потерянным между мирами.

The city never sleeps. It fizzes. Sprite isn't human he's a spirit of energy, rebellion, and uncontainable joy, reborn in a neon city that survives by controlling how people feel. Every laugh, every spark of freedom feeds him. Every system built to suppress chaos wants him erased. Hunted by balance agents and watched by corporations desperate to bottle what he is, Sprite must decide how long he can keep running and what happens if he finally stands his ground. Because when joy is regulated, freedom becomes dangerous. Neon streets. Electric power. Slow-burn tension. This is an urban fantasy about chaos, control, and the cost of feeling alive. 💚 Welcome to CRISP.

Un tueur à gages très réputer fit pris pour de grande missions et une terribles aventure à vous de la découvrir.

"Kuya, wag mo akong iwan ha, hindi ko alam kung kaya ko kung iiwan mo ako." "Wag na nating isipin yun. Ang importante, naalagaan kita, napag-aaral. Okay na yun, atleast nandito tayo para sa isa't-isa." "Syempre naman, pwede ba yun? Ikaw nalang ang meron ako tapos iiwan pa kita? Hindi pwede yun. Mahal na mahal ko ang kapatid ko para gawin yun." "Yuka...Pagbutihin mo na ang pag-aaral mo. Para rin naman sa kinabukasan mo yan at iwas-iwasan mo na ang masangkot sa away ha. Sige na susunduin kita mamaya." "Sige kuya, i love you." Pero paano kung sa isang kisap mata mawawala na ang taong pinakamamahal niya? Makakayanan pa ba niya? Paano niya papasukin ang mundong puno ng mapagpanggap at pagsubok?

Deep within the city things are being changed that should have been left alone, humans are being fused with wild animals. One of these creatures is Flash, she has no mercy and has always hated the humans for what they have done to her. Time and time again she has ttried to escape the grasp of those that changed her and with ech time she looses herself in a darkness that was created when her two souls had been merged into the one. And this darkness does not only have its grip on Flash, it has its grip on every Fursona that knows of hate. When this darkness has full control of ll fursonas who will be left to save them; or if it comes to it, who will be there to stop them? (c) JenniferRauch

This is a restart to my other Valorant story, I hope to make it better than the other one.

Duszące uczucie spowijało jego umysł coraz bardziej, a głebia czarnych oczu tylko utwierdzała go w przekonaniu, że chce zasmakować ciała należącego do nich.

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wow its a kawoshin one shot its So original and Not cliche at all, i'm sorry this is so short and bad,,,,aaaaaa i felt so embarrassed writing this i love these gay kiddos

✎ 𝐋𝐞𝐭'𝐬 𝐟𝐥𝐲 ╰┈➤𝐈𝐍 𝐖𝐇𝐈𝐂𝐇 you can find various Valorant x Reader stories! ❥๑━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━๑❥ 〈 Valorant Oneshots 〉 〈 I don't own Valorant 〉 〈 Book started on the 30th of July, 2024 〉

𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘱𝘳𝘦𝘵𝘵𝘪𝘦𝘳 𝘪𝘵 𝘪𝘴, 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘮𝘰𝘳𝘦 𝘭𝘪𝘬𝘦𝘭𝘺 𝘪𝘵 𝘪𝘴 𝘵𝘰 𝘬𝘪𝘭𝘭 𝘺𝘰𝘶.

You know he's gorgeous. xoxo, Dr. Alexandra

This is a collection of a bunch of Horror/Gore short stories, as i write horror and fluff!

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In the year 3321213 (yeah, long time, right?), things are not what they seem. Actually, things are never what they seem like, actually. Okay, back to the point. Escaped from The Lab, hated, alone, and hiding from the Scientists, is Neon, a stubborn lynx fursona that would do anything to get out of the city. She has a taste of adventure, and a special hatred for a certain Scientist. Very soon, a Prophecy is unrevealed, and Neon must do the impossible: Defeat the ancient monster, the Lagansoura. Will she succeed with the help of the others prophesized? Or will she fail, and the future world will fall into darkness? The cover was made by me! DON'T LOOK AT IT YOU'LL GO BLIND OF ITS UGLINESS >.<