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Forget Me – Part 1 Ice crunched beneath Mishka's heavy, stompy boots as she made her way through the frozen greenhouse. The air was jaggedly cold, a thousand tiny needles that dug into every inch of exposed skin. The room was filled with the scent of flowers, sweet and floral, but beneath which...

...A show where the contestants' lives are in your hands. That was the message you received from a trustworthy source, followed by a list of instructions for connecting with the livestream. Could this be true? The Beast Games were "friendly" competitions for money on YouTube, and Squid Game...

The Monday city, a bustling metropolis established in the middle of Aria. It was a giant of steel and glass. With towering skyscrapers and millions of people living in it. “After the emergence of the Red Moon, it's reported that there are a huge number of strange incidents happening. The...

Lydia rather uncouthly slammed the door shut, sealing off the days troubles quickly tossing her work bag on the couch, sneakers kicked off in what her mother would definitely not approve of as "proper shoe storage." The apartment was quiet as usual, the peace broken only by the buzz of the...

Chapter 1 Clarke Clarke knew death wasn't supposed to feel like this. A strange cold bit into her skin, sharper than any blade, lungs still burning from Praimfaya, the air just felt wrong here, holding a foul odor that made her near gag. She forced her eyes open, and they were...

I'm starting this Quest because it may come in handy having all your opinions to guide me when I start my orientation class with the Organization this upcoming Tuesday. This is my first time trying something like this and to be honest I've borrowed the idea of putting my story out from somebody...

Everything starts with Dreams. Dreams you hold in your heart, the Dreams others force upon you, and the Dreams you chase until you die. To lose the ability to Dream is equivalent to death. So I spent my life in a Dream. Stories, games, music, and my own imagination. Until one indiscernible day...

Who Knows? By: Stonehelm101 Rating: M Notes:Fate/Stay Night is the property of Kinoko Nasu, Type-Moon, et al. No copyright infringement is intended in this work. This is a fanfiction, made solely for fun, and not profit. However, should I receive a request to remove this fic, I will immediately...

England [Mundane] 23-08-1969 Horace Slughorn The thin clouds of autumn veiled the blue skies of dawn in the quaint city of Ely, a gray shroud of mist cast in the shadow of the Great River. The pleasant chills of autumn were there too, a barely perceptible breeze its forebear. Moist air...

Ugh… your head. Do you have it on your shoulders? []What? []No, it's in the toilet. []I've lost my head. []Does anyone have a head, really? [x]Of course! Ah, yes, you have your head on your shoulders. What a very normal thought. Nothing abnormal about not having a head on your shou— you do...

A.N. FOR THOSE READING FANDOM BLIND: From is a 2022 tv show its a mystery box with a horror bend to it. TVD is just an Acronym for The Vampire Diaries (a 2009 show) Jeremy POV Jeremy stood frozen in the doorway of the Salvatore house, his breath catching in his throat. Damon was...

Who wouldn't love effortless rewards? Forget the whole "enjoy the journey" spiel — how about scoring the "Alchemy of Atlas" through sheer luck, or landing Excalibur just for being on good terms with a top-tier waifu? Sounds like the perfect life, right? Well, almost. The only thing standing...

The city screams. Gotham. A cesspit of crime and corruption. But tonight, something's different. The air crackles with an energy that wasn't there before. Wayne Manor; deep in his room, a child stirs. Eyes open with a snap, confusion etched over the face. "What… Where am I?" The voice that...

1: Defy The Heavens, Boy! A tired sigh echoed through a dimly lit room. A small table lamp that seemed to be malfunctioning flickered a couple of times, threatening to go out at any moment. A young-looking boy stared at the flickering light for what seemed like years, his lifeless eyes...

Adapt 1.0 Lisa Wilbourn, known to the world—or rather, to her world—as Tattletale, stared at the ticket in her hand. Oceanic Flight 815, business class. All because Cauldron, in all their infinite wisdom and resources, couldn't even think to setup base on all seven continents on each alternate...

Awakened by a sudden recoil of awareness, the college boy did not wake in his soft, familiar bed but found himself sprawled across a crimson, silken cot of obvious luxury. Squinting his eyes against the weak lights of a grand room filled with art and relics, a troubling sensation twisted his...

A/N: Back in the saddle again with my next major project. I've been itching to write this story for years and now that Veil of Passion is in the books I finally can! With Twisted Wings and Veil of Passion finally complete, it's time to write Veil's sequel, which is this: Sekirei in the grand 4X...

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You wake with a start, the first thing you notice is the smell of rot and fecal matter hitting you like a physical blow as you take your first breath, the next thing you notice is the sludge like sewage you're laying on top of. You roll to your feet, gagging on the stench as you open your mouth...

The cafeteria lights of Derry Community College were buzzing like wasps, so this is why Jake Epping had taken the job. He thought that if he worked in the basement, no one would see him. No one would know that the scholarship kid was working as a janitor. Jake's pride was alive. It coiled...

[A/N: Hi, I'm excited to have finally reached this milestone - King Maker System will be entering its 'beta publishing' phase. Reading this, you can look forward to a lot. - First of all, grab your marshmallows, this will be a slow-burn... please don't be discouraged, give the first ten...

Chapter 1: In Which a Bad Decision is Made Joseph had always felt as if he was drowning in a world of ignorance- No one really knew how magic worked, and the local school only taught children till they were thirteen. Sure, there were frilly theorists that occasionally passed their wisdom out...

Your head is without memories to invoke; your mind is without a reality to see; in this cosmogonic chaos, a meta - pattern; archetype - arises, or, perhaps put more aptly, is sundered from this emptiness into an infinite library full of endless books whose stories are eternal that at the end of...

We thirst for the seven wailings. We bear the koan of Jericho. My eyes opened to the gentle rocking of the train, the low rumbling of the wheels gliding over steel, and the fading light of the sunset filtered by the blue ocean water outside the windows. I blinked as I took in my surroundings...

Chapter 1: Enter Fools, Stage Right Cyril Prodromus was not a superstitious man. In fact, one might even say that he was overly rational- The kind of person to scoff at believers in the Hydra God, or heckle optimists whenever he found the chance. Yet, something about this day seemed off to him...