Ner Stories

Hey there, this is my first story so be aware of a lot of typos seeing as English is not my first language. In this world, tragedy struck Tempest. Angels fell from the sky and attacked everyone. No one new why and no one are going to find out. All they know is that in the battle many innocents died, and this time it's no way to bring them back. Rimuru's 12 Patrions fought valiantly, and when the attack stopped they all collapsed to the ground together with Rimuru. The battle between Rimuru and what everyone asume was the strongest of the arcangels, lasted longer than eny battle ever fought. And Rimuru was defeted. At the end of the battle the arcangels cursed Rimuru over and over again, sealing of his skills, permenently turning him in to a human. The arcangels then banished the intire forest of Jura to what they described as a hellish nightmere, a world so sinister all the monsters in Tempest would be suffer for ever without mercy. The monsters did not expect the "people" that greeted them at their arrival to be so kind. I Only own the plot if i can come up with somthing original.

**** Life Sucks Especially if you're a nerd Always bullied and can't fight back because of scaredness... But what if a NERDY like you is different from the nerd they know... How could your life will be change... They say sometimes hard and rough roads takes you into beautiful destinations... And Endings create new beginnings... "life is easy but future is easier"

just a rare story about an musician and a girl. wish i could tell more..but i don't want to spoil the story...because it's going to be fun ฅ^•ﻌ•^ฅ This story is about a girl and a Millionaire. the girl doesn't know that he's a millionaire but she thinks that he's only an artist ...but that's not the case. the thing is...once her stepsister and her ex-boyfriend find out that she's dating a millionaire the get jealous....The stepsister and the stepmother have something in mind!! Shall we all read, so we could know if they succeed in destroying her life? (translating the story, some sentences will sound weird!)

The group of boys includes of, 3 people: Jack, Ryan, and Daniel. They're very popular, in my year. Most girls swoon over them. People would call you crazy if you don't like them. I feel that the reason why most girls are over obsessed with them because they have got great humour and they're 'charming'. Most people in the school are unaware of the bullying. ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Aren't you like the others? " I ask. I hold my tears in. Christian states, "I'm not like the others. I know the truth." I'm so stunned. "How?"

Revenge is a dish best served cold. But in her case, its best served in a wooden box.

[Three-shot/Semi-AU] Lo que comenzó como una interrogativa infantil, terminó siendo un tiempo para compartir aviones de papel. Esos que simbolizaban su amistad.

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He's a street fighter. I'm a street racer. He's a bad boy. I'm a nerd. He smokes. I don't. He parties. I don't. He drinks. I don't. We're opposites, with only one thing in common. No one to talk to, alone. But they say opposites attract.

I was running and running through the forest. The leaves brushed my fur,the mud seeped into my paws, and the moon made me run faster. I ran around the tree and looked to my right. No...no..this can't be happening! I ran to my parents and nudged my mothers neck with my nose. Wake up..mom..please. Wake up... Nothing happened and I whined and howled. I stared at my parents,my home, and my pack. The smell of blood stenched the woods. This is all my fault....all of it..if I was here ..oh if I was here.... I looked at my mom and dad, both of their coats of fur drenched in blood.... I looked at my moms pure white coat now covered in blood... Mom...don't leave me..please.. I'm not ready..on my own... I howled in agony and memories of my home flashed through my mind. I crumpled to the ground and whined. Mom..dad..I'm .so.so...sorry.. I snuggled into my moms coat not caring of the blood. I just knew I couldn't let them go...not..yet..and it was all my fault..