Numbers Stories

You are the adopted brother of Yuma and Kari Tsukumo. And after two years of searching for your parents you return to Heartland City, to find Yuma and all the friends he has made through his dueling, but you also come back to find that Heartland City, and maybe the entire world, is once again in danger from a new chaotic force from another world.

The god blessed me with his good luck but the devil cursed me with bad luck. I was blessed by the god, they said. Bullshit.. I wasn't blessed by the god at all. I was a cursed child ever since I was born because the devil took me after the god abandoned me. -------- Informations: [OC] The protagonist is an OC. [Timeskip] May skip some scenes because it's focused on MC's point of view. [BL] Jyugo x Male!OC but there's some scenes with other characters. Written entirely in platonic. No loving happen but they're super close. [ANGST] The gore, death, violence and blood are involved in MC's memories. [Jyukii Moments] There may extra chapters of this ship in this book.

Obj. 8446 has lived her entire life in what she considered her home- Hospitalis, a lab for testing. Realizing she has the will to escape, she decides to do so, along with her best friend, Obj 1703. Can 8446 be the hero to save the day of the other lab rats? Can she survive in this hellish dystopia?

When a certain convict escapes from prison simply due to a lucky chance, the Behavioral Analysis Unit once again finds themselves face to face with a previous foe, one that caused great issue for a particular young genius. The events that ensue threaten to expose one of Doctor Spencer Reid's most deep, hidden secrets. Will all be revealed for his team to judge? Will Spencer finally find peace in a loving relationship? Or will familiar faces triumph in ending the team of profilers once and for all? You'll have to read to find out! Finally, a sequel to a previous Criminal Minds story of mine called Fibonacci! This sequel was a long time coming, and I'm thrilled to finally release it for you all to enjoy. As usual, here are a few disclaimers: I DO NOT OWN ANY OF THE ORIGNIAL CRIMINAL MINDS CHARACTERS OR STORYLINE MENTIONED IN THIS STORY! (Some of the plot from the television show has been altered at some points solely for the good of this particular story). I ALSO DO NOT OWN ANY OF THE PICTURES ATOP EACH CHAPTER OR THE PICUTRES THAT I COMPILED TO MAKE THE COVER! (Links will be provided to where I found every picture from as to give appropriate credit to the owners). WHILE THIS STORY IS NOT CURRENTLY RATED MATURE, THERE ARE SOME MENTIONS OF THE FOLLOWING: HOMOSEXUAL RELTIONSHIPS (nothing gets too graphic aside from kissing), FAIRLY MILD DEPICTIONS OF VIOLENCE/BODILY HARM (at some points, there are scenes where someone is getting beat up, but nothing more serious than that), DEPICTIONS OF WEAPONS (guns and things like that that one expects in a story about FBI agents).

Basically the Zexal anime. However, my oc will duel some of Yuma's duels instead. There will be a few other significant changes. Still I hope that this story will be enjoyable to read.

0 0 7 My vibrant sky blue eyes shot open as my body lurched forward, my blonde hair falling in my face. I had a dream... I was free and so was my siblings. But I had to wake up and realize they weren't. I was probably the most social out of us, which is saying a lot. Because I'm extremely shy, but I tend to warm up to the other kid before the other kid warms up to me, in about a month or two. But, My powers grow. I honestly don't know what I can do. I absorb others powers. I don't take them, but I develop their ability but with twice or three times more strength. My friends and sisters, 008 and 011, I got their powers. I can also turn back time, speed time up, and other things. I can also get powers from things, and normal people. I wish I wasn't Papa's star pupil. I really wish I wasn't. I hugged my knees to my chest and leaned against the metal bars of my bed. Sadness suddenly overwhelmed me and I couldn't fight it back this time. I was all alone in this world like myself, Everyone slowly disappeared, including 008 and 011. Papa once tried to exile me into the Upside Down, like the others. But I always find a way back. I could turn back time, make a portal, adapt to the Upside Down and use my new abilities to get myself back. I need to get out of here... I always had the rush to get out of here. But not like this one. It was as if the walls were closing in on my heart, and wouldn't stop until I was out. I stretched my arms out in front of me and put the time to a halt. I grabbed my stuffed leopard, Leo, and tucked him under my arm. I walked out of my room. Everyone in the cluttered hallways was frozen. I sprinted up the stairs and into what I thought the main entrance was. My feet felt heavy as I ran. I was draining. I glanced back at the lab one last time. I was the last one. And now I'm free.

A collection of poems created from various online poetry prompts - most of them are inspired by a single word, with a randomly generated number determining the number of words for each line. These were really fun to write!

Lean how to speak Japanese with me :) #13 in alphabets and #19 in numbers start:071221

Irene was just a normal passenger, going about her journey as one would. That is, until something causes her number to deactivate at 51. Now, she has to continue wondering the train endlessly in search of why or how her number went off in the first place. (The cover art will be changed to the poster art when I get it done, and this book is VERY work in progress)

Hey! Are you bored and have absolutely nothing else to do? Me too! I have something that could solve that problem. A quick little question to spark a no brain-er answer to. It will catch your interest and you could be having fun in the next couple seconds-or even minutes! So why don't you take a peek?

After being transferred to Nanba prison for unknown and undisclosed reasons, you meet your new cell mates. One cellmate that really peaks your interest is the man with heterochromia, the one who is so useless, but, oh so loveable. This is a Jyugo x reader story =D

it's not everyday a random number messages you, usually you'll tell them wrong number and then never speak again, what was so different about this time?

I'm keeping count of something here

All the digits of this unholy number i think

♡ just a thing where i put my kalimba tabs for anyone who wants them ♡ ▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄ KEY: (number) = first set of numbers (1-7) (number)* = 2nd set of numbers (after 7) (number)** = third set of numbers (after 7*) ((number)-(number)) = chord/play at same time (may be more than 2) ▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄ -i don't own any of the songs- -most of these tabs are based off of me screwing around, if one sounds wrong, feel free to correct for the right tab-

The world has changed as we know it......Well as I know it. The way you probably know it, is that Numbers are just cards people battle with. If you think that, you're wrong. Numbers are much more than cards. We've got more abilities than you think, and we can blend in with your kind. However now something weird is going on (Weirder than normal at least) There is something there.....They're out there. All we know is: There's more than one They have stronger abilities than us They look and act like us They know our weaknesses They want to end the race of Numbers......

if the algebraliens make a group chat!

We are numbers. We live in a grid. We cannot make our own decisions. They plan it for us. They decide where we live. They decide who we love. They decide our destiny. Those who defy them have their numbers revoked. They are the unnumbered. And as far as you know, they don't exist.

A glitch on his computer screen in school, graffiti number patterns in his neighborhood, and a mystery girl from some 1980's movie poster twist Jamal's world upside down and send him into the unknown.