Twilightzone Stories

LAST TRICK Paranormal | Mystery | Urban Noir Chicago, late night. Latrell steps into a reckless haze-Cabrini Green, liquor flowing, dice tumbling, the kind of party where decisions disappear. Then, the morning hits. A hood chick from the chaos claims she's carrying his child. But something about her story don't sit right. Latrell digs in, and what unravels ain't just a pregnancy-it's a deep-web of deception, a criminal past riddled with missing pieces, and a serial killer lurking in the margins. One truth leads to another trick. One trick leads to another body. If he sees the full picture before his own face lands on a crime scene, it'll be a miracle.

Brooke McCarter imagines book - I decided to do one of these and taking requests for ideas too of any character he's played . I don't do smut though . If you have any requests let me know :)

Sullivan Genevieve, the daughter of Sadie Genevieve and the granddaughter of Harper Fern. Unlike most celebrities she was shy and awkward. That was until she decided to take a risk and go on a mission. Join Sully as she discovers herself, her new friends and her grandmothers past. All because of the Hollywood Tower Hotel or as some like to call it The Tower Of Terror.

This was solely on impulse btw - I never wanted to be beautiful, to look like a painting. I just wanted people not to turn away. - I have not written anything in a LONG while so I'm sorry for that I have had a lack of inspiration but this literally just came to me last night Some warnings you should be aware of that Toya is deaf/hard of hearing and there is also some graphic violence so I will mark that with an ⚠️ as usual Also as always there is 🏳️‍🌈 gay people 🤩🙈 not really the focus but it's there And I never proofread it so there's a chance that I left some mistakes in there ⚠️ Project Sekai does not belong to me, it belongs to Sega, Colorful Palette, and everyone else who made it ⚠️ Enjoy!

A tribute/fanfic to The Twilight Zone Tower of Terror™. However in this timeline, our protagonist is a 22 year old named Nathan Shine who is a rich son of big time actors who is just making his way in the world. Family friends with the Todd's whom him and the son of the owner (Matthew or "Matt" Todd who is a bellhop) of The Hollywood Tower Hotel are close best friends. This is a story of him trying to find himself and his way in the world- including love and discovering the true importance of the human relationship, something that the acting classing could not teach. However in the end, this tale is still a tragedy, and I think you may know how it will end.

3rd Place in Mystery/Thriller - Books Got Talent 2020 "babe where are you?" "Right outside the terminal. I don't see you." Daniella Spencer is flying to meet her boyfriend Luca just like she has done many times in the past. This time, something is off. Will she arrive at the right time? After the plane lands, she collects her luggage... but at this point, she would rather be surprised than try to force things so she goes out of the terminal... "Come here, baby girl! Come here to mama!" A beautiful voice is heard across the arrival terminal. Daniella turns around to witness what she can only call 'a picture-perfect Kodak moment'! As she stares at the young woman playing with her dog, Daniella realizes that the young woman was one of the passengers on her flight. She remembers seeing her on her way back from the bathroom. Her beautiful long dark mane captured her attention along with her interesting shade of pink lipstick. "Only a few lucky women in the world could pull off that specific shade of fuchsia" she recalled thinking to herself as their eyes met. "Aw Dani, I missed you too! Who's a good girl? I love you, I love you so much! Did you miss me? Where's Daddy?" A tall 5'11", leanish, shaggy-haired blonde man joins them. "Luca! Baby! I was starting to think the dog came alone to pick me up!" the beautiful young woman says as she lazily throws her arms around her partner. Daniella blinks rapidly as knots form all over her body. "What the hell is going on here?! What is my Luca, MY LUCA doing with this hoe? Are you... Are you f**king kidding me right now?... This is the deck of cards I'm handed today????" Daniella halts herself and thinks again. She regulates her breathing and tames her temper before continuing. "Was it The Universe's way of preparing me for this moment? Okay... All I know is that the only Happening that is Happening right now is me throwing hands at the airport at this fuschia b***ch."

The code is 0010110

Something is following him, something he knows too well. A story about a man trying to escape his past, his demon all while trying to hold onto his sanity.

This is Just a dream journal, I geus I'm starting with the old ones and there hard to remember so some of these are not the whole dream. I just might use my my dreeams for inspiration to write stories.

But I'm gonna really need you to read it anyway so we can get outta here. We, as in, me and my idiot friend. Or would that be my idiot friend and me? Doesn't matter. He's an idiot either way. Just do me a solid, read this stupid book, and get me the hell out of here.

A Percy Jackson one-shot Did you know there are parallel universes? I doubt it. No one did. When a certain demigod finds this out the hard way. No one else can accept it. Inspired by Percy Jackson and The Twilight Zone. (An old good black and white TV show my dad showed me. It's awesome)

An Englishman wakes up in a world lacking color, where the physics of reality are bent

Static Drift - The Folded Layer Some doors open in reverse. Micah thought he escaped. He was wrong. The drift isn't over - it's evolving. Reality has begun to collapse inward, folding memory into memory, self into self. In this final descent, he must navigate echo-worlds, haunted mirrors, and the layered lives of the versions he never became. Time bends. Identity frays. And through it all, something calls his name - a voice from before the lightning. Before the split. Before he ever questioned what was real. This is the end of the drift. Or the beginning of something even deeper. A story about memory, meaning, and the spaces between selves - where love lingers, faith fractures, and every choice could be the one that breaks the universe.

An agency's mission turns awry as a series of agents' lives collide under the establishment known as the 'Institute'. They must find the means to meet each other in order for them to solve the mysteries of the item known as 'The Phenomenon'

a story I made using my name, more horror for yall

Poems I wrote for school and about our culture

A collection of short stories, each one written in November 2016. The stories cover all genres and many worlds of the imagination.

Inspired by The Lovely Bones (Alice Sebold). Thank you to my friend for writing the blurb. 'They keep looking for me. I keep watching them look. This is not a ghost story. It's a love story, shaped like a bruise.' When fourteen-year-old Emily Hart is tragically lost in a quiet accident no one saw coming, her absence echoes through the lives of those she left behind - her parents, drifting in grief; her older sister, angry and aching; and a boy who never really knew her, but somehow found her anyway. From somewhere in the in-between, Emily watches the world carry on without her - messy and raw. As her family searches for meaning in the silence she left behind, Emily begins to understand that letting go isn't forgetting, and that sometimes love lingers in the smallest, quietest places. Told with haunting tenderness and quiet urgency, This Is Not A Ghost Story is a story about grief, memory, and the invisible threads that tie us to one another - even after we're gone.