Run Stories

Posts from my tumblr that includes au ideas, x reader stuff, and cookie run ships I like

In a world where werewolves rule and humans are forced to survive in forgotten districts, Ferial has learned to keep her head down and her hopes small. But when whispers spread of a powerful heir visiting the human zones, the fragile balance of her life begins to shift. What starts as curiosity soon becomes the beginning of something neither human nor wolf could have foreseen.

A swapped au of the 2nd Dec war

After a year leaving the tragic love triangle he had, seungmin was returning to Korea as a new persona. The feelings he held for the two men buried underneath his romance with his boyfriend... Of course, with no surprise, Jisung and Minho are the first to know seungmin's return. With a twisted plan to get what is theirs back, they begin to target seungmin's boyfriend... Will this obsession of love be formed into place? Will seungmin be able to return the love Jisung and Minho have for him? Can this obsession love bloom into something more...stable and loving?

On the night of the harvest moon the Crimson Maire Pack was destroyed by the rivalling Cerulean Mist. Or atleast that's what was believed until Damen, the new leader of the Cerulean Pack discovers a well kept secret, a little girl born and hidden. Maia grew up with not many friends but her dog Ryder and nothing to distinguish as memories. Her life exists in the woods were nothing is as the outside world portrays it, but something's wrong, the times are changing and nature itself demands that the Crimson Maire be set to rule once more. This doesn't sit well with anyone from the Cerulean Mist and now they will stop at nothing to get rid of her, the only survivor. There's just one problem, she happens to be the mate of the very head that they must try to please and he himself knows it. Damen knows that his obligations are to his pack but what about his heart?

yuri........ oh yyeah and other art!! go see

I felt so dizzy... everything was blurry. They throw me in. "Aahh sh*t" I screamed and held my arm and back. "It's a girl" a boy said. "A girl? That can't" someone else said. "What's you're name?" he asked. I shook my head that I don't know it. I don't remember anything. "She lost her memories to" he said. "Marcus!" I said and then close my eyes again...

They thought it was over? Oh just how wrong they were. The maze was only beginning. New challenges unfold, relationships are put to the test, not all are going to make it out alive. The second of the First Runner Series

Sherlock Fanfic Lillie Scott is a name you won't soon forget. When faced with a problem, the answer is never obvious. When Lillie's mother gets killed, Lillie is thrust from hiding and right onto Moriarty's radar. Her mother had something he wants and now, she has it. Lillie's only sixteen and being on the run without help is more difficult than it sounds. Believe me, best-selling books got it all wrong. Now she'll have to enlist the help of Sherlock Holmes and John Watson if she hopes to resolve the situation. But can she trust them to help her, even with as big a secret as she's got?

Crimson Cherry x Candy Apple Angst

Evie, a young black fox, could hardly escape this insane and idiotic hunter. Even as the sun was setting, she could still see the gun in his hands as if it were a glowing beacon of death. Just simply the sight of a weapon such as this one was enough to make her panic. It made her want to run faster, but her energy level was dwindling down rather quickly. She could feel the wind that was blowing through her black fur begin to lessen as she slowed down. Her little furry feet couldn’t move much faster.

Ava Manner is a 19-year-old forensic psychology student at NYU. Intelligent, charismatic, and popular, she spends her time studying, partying, and hanging out with her two best friends, Hanna and Sofia. Except Ava Manner isn't her real name. And she isn't 19 years old. When two guest lectures from the FBI begin noticing strange inconsistencies in Ava's stories, suspicions start to grow. With the help of their team they launch an investigation into the mysterious student. Was she hiding a dark secret? Could she even be a serial killer? Her unsettling understanding of the criminal mind seems almost too accurate to be explained by academic talent alone. As agents digs deeper, the truth behind Ava's carefully constructed identity slowly unravels, revealing a mystery far more disturbing than anyone could have imagined. The story will be a bit grafic, just letting you know in advance. Explanations of crime scenes and such. Some mental issues. I haven't finished writing it yet so maybe more. This is my first time writing a book, and English is not my first language, so please be kind. And let me know if you have any feedback or find something wrong. Thanks!

Hide and seek is a childhood game everyone enjoyed. Only in this game if you are caught within the 12 hour frame of time you will no longer be heard of again by anyone. This was the governments way to reduce population without putting everyone at risk whilst still reducing population.

The Second Installation Of Carlota Series. Celestia Eclipse Vega. Ramos. A woman who really believes that LOVE is an Outlaw. For her, it is the most ridiculous and pathetic thing that exists-especially the idea of feeling LOVE in a romantic way. She sees it as pure horror, just like a heinous crime being committed. Bone chilling, disturbing knee-trembling, gut wrenching scene of a crime like being felt. In order to truly avoid this pure horror in her already black and blue life. She beats everyone who tries to break her down. In order to conquer that LOVE THING. "I'll beat you in your own game..." She is proud and confident with that. But still, No one had ever made the thing she believes as pure horror as pure love. Not until that one night came...

This is a collection of my poems. None of them are arranged in any particular order, but the dates are recorded, so I would advice considering my age when I wrote these. Enjoy! =D

Rosie Ballwood is just another teen making the wrong decisions and heading down a slippery slope. She got in with the wrong crowd and never could find a way out. But is Rosie even looking for a way out, or is her way out looking for her? What Rosie doesn't know is that her older sister will be the one to try and save her from herself. Did I mention her sister has been dead for sixteen years? Serena Ballwood didn't leave her younger sister with nothing, though. Will Rosie use her sister's gift to dig herself out of the hole she's in, or will she leave her sister in the past? Follow Rosie as she unravels the truth about her sister and encounters betrayal, love, and surprises at every corner along the way.

❝ 𝐲𝐨𝐮'𝐯𝐞 𝐛𝐞𝐞𝐧 𝐩𝐞𝐫𝐟𝐞𝐜𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧𝐤𝐢𝐭-𝐞𝐝! ❞ Perfectionkit was born to Deputybutt and Perfectionmom, along with her stupid horrible bland littermates, Whokit and Careskit, but she is better than them. Obviously. Why, you ask? Because she is made of rainbow disco glitter. Nuf said.

I was taken from my home. I'm lost. I can't find my way back home without help. There's nothing I can do. I've lost all hope until a orange haired boy saves my life. His gang takes me in, they're so kind. But are their intentions pure? I guess I'll have to find out.

A corporate man , happy , married for nine months now comes home to find his wife gone , missing , no trace of her , with her less than few clothes still hanging in their shared room , her warmth intact to the made up bed. She might have gone to the nearby Mandir only but evening came and night fell with no traces of her around. His elders , parents and sisters and some more amily member gathered to celebrate the upcoming Vasant Panchami , came home without the vride of the house. Where did she go ? He tried finding her , her phone on the study table of their room. He searched around , in their locality , in the streets , called her family. BUT no trace of her. Where did Chaya go ? That was the question. people whispered but he didn't pay any heed. A complaint was filed at the dawn of the next day. Some said she ran away with her lover and some never saw her. A child in the neighbourhood saw her going out in the evening , that was three days ago , the day he went for Banglore for some work . His parents were at their village home . He had to be gone for a week , gis parents weren't coming back any soon but they came , he came back early only to find locked doors. A charged phone and a woman missing. Where is she ? Sarthak thought. He was not worried for his wife as he should but we worey about the person we care and in their nine months of marriage the only thing he cared about was getting away from her ? Question is where was she ? Question is he felt nothing , but a diary lazily laid on his study table told stories? Stories he never cared about. Who writes even in this age ? But he flipped the pages anyways !