Narration Stories

Love is just another word for destruction. But some loves go beyond destruction. A city stalked by a killer. Blood on the floor, secrets behind every locked door. Each clue leads to another lie, and each lie draws someone closer to their own grave. Faces that seem the most innocent are often the ones deceiving you. Every truth uncovered comes at a price. And sometimes, the real danger isn't in the shadows-it's standing right beside you. Trust no one. Or become the next prey.

I was doing so well. For years I kept myself balanced. For years I kept myself away from anything that could set me off. Then she fell directly into my lap. Jasmine Rose isn't just my rival at work- she is everything my therapist could never have known to warn me about. I only wanted to be a good writer. I only wanted to be a good friend. I only wanted to be a good man. So why did the safety switch off when she smiled? Why did I hear that familiar click when she laughed? Maybe she's too perfect to be toxic. Maybe I'm too damaged to be saved. And if she ever pressed the barrel to my temple and asked me to pull the trigger... I can't promise I'd say no. Which leaves me with one impossible question: Am I the the target? Or am I the gun?

Everyone vanished without warning. No alarms. No bodies. No answers. In a city frozen mid-life-meals untouched, radios silenced, beds still warm-a teenage girl is left behind to listen to the echo of a world that forgot her. With no one to trust and memory weighing heavier than survival, she wanders through deserted streets where wealth once hid rot and silence feels alive. But some truths don't stay buried. Some places remember. And sometimes, being alone is not the worst possibility. As reality begins to blur and the past refuses to stay quiet, one question lingers: What if the world didn't end-what if it chose who stayed?

My first work, just to clarify. Note: Please ignore apostrophe mistakes, my keyboard input cannot make those, i fix some mistakes later on phone but i might overlook. Tale following a humanoid octopus from an unknown race that dwells in the northern forest in the region Istol. A region known for its vast fertile and green lands and friendliness of the folk. The fate of an octopus who is meeting a new world outside his forest for the first time, shall interfere with the fates of all the folk from the region.

Two roommates (omg they were roommates) vibe until something evil comes up. They argue, one goes to do a stupid. yeah. This is a school project of mine. Everyone I've shown this too like it, so I thought I'd share it! Yes I'm aware the characters aren't the best built, my teach wanted the narrative to be at least 3 pages and they're reading at most 5 pages (If more they read last one) so some things are rushed ;^; But hey! if you guys like this story or want to more about whatever the fuck is going on with my oc's, then let me know in the comments! It will give me some insight on what I should focus on writing (these are inevitable, its more of the when) (yes I will reuse the cover art in the rewrite, it took me 7 hours to do) (I swear I don't know how to categorize any of my writings, what I need is never there)

Narrated horror stories forced into a POV of numerous characters. Stare into the psychological, the unknown, the cosmic, the violent, and the deep anthology...

The gears of history do not turn on their own; they are forged in blood, sweat, and the quiet sighs of those lost between the pages of time. In the last season, I watched the world burn from the desolate plains of Mongolia. I held the pen, I tracked the movements, and yet... I lost. The records were stained, and the timeline fractured. But the Akashic Records do not close simply because one chapter ends in defeat. The date is January 1, 1936. 12:00. The setting has shifted to the neon-tinted mists and rigid steel of Japan. Here, amidst the snow of the Showa era, young officers whisper of revolution, and the hearts of men are as volatile as the borders they guard. As the Watcher of the Akashic Records, I have returned to scribe a new destiny. Will the bonds formed in the heat of the barracks survive the cold reality of the coming storm? Or is history doomed to repeat its cruelty? The War: Absolute. The Records: Unwavering. The Heart: The only variable the system cannot predict.

⋆⋅☆⋅⋆ This book is to show you guys key points, plot development, why your characters are so important and more, this is also a space for discussion, R4R and general feedback xxx I love to write, despite my lack of stories posted, I have written many.

Stanley x narrator (to be clear narrator is the like 'god' kinda title and I'll kinda try and show it through out the fanfic but hope everyone likes it)

Someone's diary full of Messy chapters and ideas. If you tell the truth to a crow, it'll wait until you're dead to caw. The story of a young man struggling with the shame of seeking recognition and being deemed worthy of it, based on a blend of real life experiences of my friends.

The Title says it all: Just some angsty/floofy oneshots, and deleted scenes that didn't make it into my stories for whatever reason. (NO SM*T, EVER!) Well, just sit back and enjoy! (And if you need inspiration for any of your stories, you can use anything in here, or in any of my stories, I don't mind! Just tag me in your story please! :) ) *I have the one shots in the book first, so you can read them without reading any deleted scenes from my books if you haven't read those yet. *I HIGHLY RECOMMEND READING MY FANFICS BEFORE READING ANY DELETED SCENES, SINCE THEY PROBABLY WON'T MAKE SENSE OTHERWISE, AND THEY CAN AND WILL CONTAIN SPOILERS* (Started on June 24, 2021) *FAN ART IS NOT MINE! IT BELONGS TO IT'S RIGHTFUL OWNER!*

in which we observe beautiful couples with gracie.

A Raw, Unfiltered Dive into Daily Life, Emotions, and the Beauty of Now.. Sort of a Journal..but it's more a compilation of random narratives.

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"Death is not the end. There is life after Death. Is that really true? Do we just keep living? Without any end and rest? So we are basically immortal? Life just keeps going on and on?", she often kept asking herself that. Not that she hated her life or something. It's just that she believed it's important for everything in this world to come to an end for it to attain the peace it deserves. . . . . . . "Is there no place in this universe that accepts us? Is there no way we can have our peace?", she asked with tears running down her face looking at the man that's looking at her with a pained look on his face drowning with both their tears. . . . . . Does she ever get the peace that she believes everything and everyone deserves? . . . . . . A tale where the universe hated us. . . . . . . It was the universe vs us

A new standalone science fiction tale every Sunday. From a lonely satellite to a distant galaxy, these stories ask "what if?" They offer mind-bending physics, futuristic noir, and touching human stories, one week at a time. Start your week with a fresh perspective on technology, humanity, and the stars. Melody ❤️

𓆝𓆟𓆜𓆞𓆝𓆟𓆜𓆞 ʚ◡̈⃝ɞ✨🦋𝙏𝙝𝙚 𝘽𝙤𝙮𝙨 𝘼𝙣𝙙 𝙄 🦋✨ʚ◡̈⃝ɞ {gaege х reader} 𓆝𓆟𓆜𓆞𓆝𓆟𓆜𓆞 After years of working her ass off to get a VR headset, Jessie Morrison, or GummiJess on social media, have gain a big following and the attention of bigger VR stars. The Boys, a group of famous VR YouTubers decided to collaborate on a video with Jess, eventually joining the go lucky group on a debut video. And as every 17 year old, she's really stoked to work with these guys! ✨♡✨ After a year, the group of friends celebrate her 18th birthday with some booze, livestream and party. And when they were drunk enough, Gaege decided to make a dicey move on camera... with Jess that is. ᴛʜɪs ʟɪᴠᴇsᴛʀᴇᴀᴍ ɪs ᴅᴇғɪɴᴀᴛᴇʟʏ ɢᴇᴛᴛɪɴɢ ᴅᴇʟᴇᴛᴇᴅ...

> A killer no one suspects. A man trying to solve what can't be seen. She folds paper moths after every murder. He collects evidence that never leads anywhere. And somehow, they're texting. One of them is lying. One of them is next.

Y/N has known the boys since the early VRChat days, back before the chaos was monetized and the friend group became a brand. Back when it was just late nights, stupid jokes, and voices through a headset. Now, years later, he's still there. Irish-born, sharp-tongued, and unapologetically autistic, Y/N has always experienced the world a little differently, noticing the things others miss, struggling with the things others find easy, and navigating friendships in his own quiet, observant way. But with Will, Josh, Eddie, Gaege, and Grant, he doesn't have to pretend to be anything other than himself. This story follows Y/N as he grows alongside the boys, from VRChat lobbies to real-life meetups, from internet fame to the messy, complicated reality of adulthood. It's about loyalty, overstimulation, late-night talks, inside jokes that make no sense to anyone else, and what it means to truly belong. Because sometimes, family isn't blood. Sometimes it's the people who heard your voice through a headset first.