Theunknown Stories

HỒ SƠ BÁO CÁO MẬT Người gửi: Leonard Mitchell (Đội Găng Tay Đỏ) Nơi nhận: Tổng bộ Kẻ Gác Đêm, Thánh đường Serenes - Giáo hội Đêm Đen Mục tiêu: Trường Ngân Bạch "Kính gửi các vị Chấp sự, Đừng để lớp vỏ bọc 'thánh địa học thuật' của trường Ngân Bạch đánh lừa. Nữ Thần chứng giám, nơi đây không bồi dưỡng học giả, mà đang ươm mầm cho những sự điên loạn nguyên thủy. Kiến trúc ở khu học xá này chối bỏ mọi định luật không gian; những dãy hành lang vặn vẹo ở các góc độ phi hình học như muốn xé rách lý trí của bất kỳ Người Phi Phàm nào bước vào. Thư viện của họ thực chất là một Vực Sâu chứa đầy tử ngữ nhầy nhụa, nơi sinh viên say sưa giải mã tiếng lầm bầm của vũ trụ, rồi thản nhiên tổ chức những chuyến thám hiểm điên rồ đến các phế tích băng giá tận cùng thế giới để đào bới những cấm vật sinh học vĩ đại. Các giáo sư đứng trên bục giảng với ánh mắt đục ngầu của kẻ đã nhìn chằm chằm quá lâu vào vực thẳm của những vì sao thù địch. Tôi thà bị đày ra vùng biển Rorsted, đối mặt với hỏa lực của Băng Hải Tặc The Last Fortune, còn hơn phải bước xuống khu lưu trữ tầng hầm của ngôi trường này thêm một lần nào nữa. Hải tặc chỉ xé nát thể xác, còn trường Ngân Bạch chính là cánh cửa mở thẳng vào sự sụp đổ của linh hồn."

Editorial in the "Backlund Messenger" Special Edition - An unpublished manuscript. "Welcome to Backlund, where the air tastes of coal and secrets taste of blood. Here, we do not fear dragons or Dementors. We fear Printer's Ink. If Hogwarts is an ivory tower, then Backlund is a machine designed to grind down humanity. The Press-the Fourth Estate-has ascended the throne. Typewriters clatter to the rhythm of war. Front-page headlines carry more lethality than a Killing Curse. 'The Lucky One' Tristan enters this labyrinth not as a wizard, but as a target. Beneath the suffocating smog of this industrial city, gentlemen in tailored suits are shaking hands with devils. Truth is distorted, honor is auctioned off, and justice is nothing more than a luxury commodity. Tristan must learn to fight not with spells, but with information. To use lies as a shield against lies. To sow seeds of terror through whispers and rumors. The enemy remains faceless. He lurks behind the morning papers, watching with a cold smile as society collapses according to his script. In the mists of Backlund, he who holds the pen, holds Destiny. And be warned: by tomorrow morning, the name appearing in the Obituaries... might just be your own."

Undated notes, found tucked within the pages of "Hogwarts: A History". "Do you believe you are reading a mere fairy tale? A story of the Boy Who Lived, of lightning-shaped scars, of a clear line drawn between Good and Evil? Wake up. This year, Hogwarts plays host to an uninvited shadow. He did not arrive from Platform 9 ¾ by ordinary means. He stepped out from the fissures of forgotten dreams. Tristan-is it a name, or a warning? When the Sorting Hat touched his brow, it saw neither the bravery of Gryffindor nor the cunning of Slytherin. It saw an abyss. It saw a chessboard where the pieces move of their own accord. He gazes through ancient stone walls, sees the pulsing veins of the castle, and hears the whispers of the Basilisk slithering in the dark. He is not here to play the hero saving the damsel. He is here to rewrite the rules. Trust not what you see. Trust not the scripted plot. For when 'The Observer' opens his eyes, reality begins to fracture. The play has begun, but the playwright has been replaced."

A whisper recorded within the cracked crystal ball of the North Tower. "Time is not linear. It is a serpent biting its own tail, coiled within the mire of repetition. In the second year, darkness does not stem merely from the diary of a dead boy. It flows from the very river of Fate itself. Do you see them? Silver coins rolling across the cold stone floor. The Mercury Snake is slithering through dreams. The enemy this time wields not a wand, but Divination. He sows possibilities, planting deadly forks in the road of every student's future. A glance that pierces the murky past. A roll of the die that decides life and death. Tristan faces his own reflection in the mirror. It is not the Basilisk that is most terrifying; it is the chaos of probability. When luck becomes a curse, and misfortune becomes a weapon, the line between Angel and Monster is as thin as a spider's web. Quicksilver flows through the cracks of the Chamber of Secrets. It does not reflect Harry Potter. It reflects paths never chosen, deaths that never happened... until now. The loop has engaged. Who will be the one to press 'Reset'?"

How far would you go to be the favorite? Mallory and Mackenzie are twins, with Mallory pulling ahead by two minutes. But that's the only thing so far that Mal has won over her younger sibling. With each victory and favoritism Mackenzie achieves in their mother's eyes, a little part of Mallory turns green with envy and jealousy. Parents aren't supposed to have favorites, but all mothers and fathers have that one child they loved more. What happens when the child they shunned dies, and is replaced by someone else? After all, most murderers and sociopaths have had troubled childhoods....

Who doesn't love to dig into a long-unsolved mystery here and there - the creepier the better? I think it's because we've all got a little detective stuck inside us from childhood, or maybe we're all just a little bit morbid. Anyway, here are a few of the creepiest unsolved mysteries of all time - guaranteed to get your brain juices flowing and have you wondering whether you're too old to sleep with the light on at night.

In an alternate universe, magic exists. In fact, it is normal to be born with magical gifts. However, some sparks, or magical humans, are significantly more powerful than others. It doesn't take very long for Mira Noir to figure that out. Join her in a post-war, future Atlanta as she and her friends start journals to cope with all the madness of the world around them.

Warning: Includes childhood trauma and Murder, Reader discretion advised What happens when trauma is brought onto you at a young age? Read as you see how this boy becomes insane though the struggle in his life.

It's about a girl who turns out to have powers, she trains and has to fight the bad guys. A/N: This is my first story so I'm not good with grammar or punctuation, so I hope you like it and I want you to tell me what you think. I will be adding new chapters after I finish each chapter.

Two children live with their grandmother in the woods, away from anyone else. Every night the grandmother tell the two stories and tell of days long ago. The children's favorite is the ones of their lost father.

"You are nothing, but a peasant. An insect that only gets in my way. Move, or I'll kill you." Sabi ni Ashley kay Avery. "Yes, I am no royal, but a peasant. That's why I want to become stronger. Strong enough to protect all of you!" Sigaw ni Avery. Avery Foster grew up in a small town called Angel's Ville who dreams of becoming a mage that is strong enough to protect the people she loves the most. She was selected by the Haven's Twilight and became a first class mage. Together with her guildmates, they grow up to fight and become the strongest mages in the kingdom. Although, no one knew that the magic that Avery posses is forbidden and is connected to her past life as the Queen of Elves. As soon as the kingdom finds out, the mage that they look up on will loose control over her power afterwards. Aside from that, Avery wanted to break the barrier between the royals and the peasants by her own voice. You see, discrimination between the rich and the poor has been a problem in the Imperial Kingdom. Since she was affected by that ever since childhood, she tries to prove that even peasants like her can become one of the mages that people will look upon. So the forbidden magic that she posses doesn't worry her as long as she's able to become a mage. Please join her journey! Pwease! (Sorry, I don't know how to create a description, but I tried.)

Everyone have their own thoughts in mind. Most of us use various types of social media platforms to express our feelings to someone or something. However, it's very comfortable to share your thoughts without you being judge personally. The art of being unknown is somehow the best way to express yourself as well as save you from getting hurt even more. I was dying inside but all I've got is this story. This is me.

Audrey Harrison, an 18-year-old, embarks on a mission to discover the truth about a murder case. She experiences recurrent nightmares concerning a suicide case that happened two years prior. She is determined to get the truth since she keeps having strange and terrifying nightmares regarding a boys' case(audrey's close friend) but who will believe her?

this story is basically totally killer but with willy Wonka characters after Melissa bucket saw her dad, Charlie bucket, get killed in front of her by "the unknown killer" she unintentionally goes back in time to 2005, where she meets a younger version of her dad, and now they will have to stop "the unknown killer" from killing Charlie in the present

Things start to go awry, when Krisi just a normal girl with a normal life seems to have woken up just to find herself in a completely unexpected place far from home. A Demigoddess decides to be kind enough to take her in just to find out later that the she is Krisi's half-sister.

Tristan was a loner and wallflower all his life. Going about day to day unnoticed by the busy word outside until one day his whole world was tipped on it's head. Things he thought to be legends turned out to be try, things he though impossible where right before his eyes. The most terrifying of all of his new discovers was that a war was brewing and all eyes were on him as he was to be their saviour...