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The average human being spends every second of his day fighting against the force of nature to see another day. But I'm different. I'm not afraid of outside forces to take my life away - only myself. Approximately 10 years ago, something happened to me. Something really bad. But I'm not allowed to talk about it. As a way to release my frustration, I give hell to my body and everyone I come in contact with - especially my parents. No one knows about what happened except the ones who did it...and Him. But he didn't stay. Now, he's back and he's not talking either. I want to stop hurting, I need to stop. Make me stop.

In a world where the dead linger, one girl holds the key to helping them cross over. But Rose's quiet life is shattered when four mysterious brothers arrive with a dark secret. As tensions rise and some ghosts prove more dangerous than others, the brothers only want to keep her safe. Can she trust them, or will the secrets between them be her undoing? And will she ever be able to break through their masks? **COMPLETE** **SEQUEL IS ALSO COMPLETE** My death notebook was out. I surreptitiously slid it into my backpack. He offered me the cards. "Pick a game, Rose?" "Um." They looked at me. "How about cheat?" "Never heard of it," Alexander said, collapsing to sit on the floor with his back to my bed. Gabriel sat cross-legged. "Show us," he said. I knelt to complete the circle, taking out the cards and shuffling them. Alexander snorted and snatched the cards out of my hands to shuffle them himself. "I got it, drunk girl." "I am not," I said, tugging on the cards. My fingers tangled with his. He let them go. I distributed the cards among us, my hair swinging as I leaned forward to give them their share. I tucked it behind my ears. They watched me quietly. I could hear the party outside my room, a muffled shouting beat, but we were safe in my room.

Keep in mind that I am NOT stupid. But... I still let him screw me over. My best friend saved me soon after that, but now I have to go back? All because I'm the first half-ghoul and half-werewolf. Ugh... But there's so, SO much more. A centuries-old vampire, a damaged parental figure and a stinking prophecy that can kill my best friend. Oh, don't forget the betrayals. But I am NOT stupid, though he soon admitted that he is. I was never truly happy. And when will this cycle of pain end? **** Credits for the cover picture to the owner.

Life has quite the way of throwing things in your path. I suppose death is no different. Gayle was always an adventurer at heart, but when she followed her heart out of town, that life of excitement she'd dreamed of wasn't nearly as flawless as she thought--and gone all too soon. A sweeping adventure filled with magic, mystery, and romance, Gayle's story asks: what does it mean to live? Cover art & design by NicoAkira

What is this story? The main character of this story, Wilclif, is a Dungeons and Dragons character I have created. He is an intriguing character that has a very interesting backstory. This book goes over the early events of his childhood where Wilclif is taught his first lessons putting him on a path of adventure and I intend on creating more books about the adventures of Wilclif leading up to the campaign he is being used in. I am writing this as the campaign is going on so depending on the events of this campaign will affect the future of this series that I intend to write. I will be writing this book chapter by chapter and releasing each chapter as it is written, edited and checked. If you enjoy my writing please let me know and any constructive criticism is welcome! Please enjoy!

{Completed} When we got hurt as children, we went running to our parents, they would scold us and treat the wound until it was cured. As we became older, we realized that the wounds we showed our parents were the ones that healed quickly because some wounds never completely heal. Rather they remain as unpleasant scars that serve as constant reminder of the trauma we endured, the strength that we possess and the love we have left to give. -------------------------- #1 in saving #4 in assault Word count: 35000+ Cover credits to me🤍 Started: March 13th, 23 Published: May 9th, 23 xx

This is the backstory of my Dungeons and Dragons: Dochor. I've always wanted to play D&D. Before I even started playing, I already created my character, like way before. I always knew I wanted to play as a Dragonborn (They are just so cool okay). I will not say anything about the class (sorry, you'll read it in the story) This backstory has been in my head for a long time now, and thought why not write it down and share it. Writing has always been something I wanted to try. It was not easy, but it was fun and interesting! (Even while at work, I thought about what I could add to the story)

ONCE UPON A TIME, at the End of the World, there lived a necromancer. His name was Theodosius, and years ago he made the terrible mistake of falling in love. This is the story of his (mis)adventure. You should read it. Theodosius is mildly interesting, and there is a cat. WATTPAD FEATURED STORY: August 2018 FIRST PLACE WINNER - 2018 Ocean Awards - Short Story Category FIRST PLACE WINNER - 2018 Iris Awards - Humor Category FIRST PLACE WINNER - 2017 Bibliophile Awards - Humor Category FIRST PLACE WINNER - 2017 Shines Awards - Short Story Category HONORABLE MENTION - 2017 Romance Awards - Supernatural Category CONTENT WARNING: I do not consider the content of this short story "mature," but there are themes some people may find scary and troubling! It's all there in the title: necromancy ... and love at first sight. ;)