Starryeyes is a love story, to put it simply. It's a little cute story about a wayward guy who falls in love with what seems like his complete opposite - but they find out they aren't really that different at all. They're worlds apart, but their hearts couldn't be closer.Lake Amias is the setting of this bit of storytelling. It's a fictional city, of course, but it could be real. It sits on a lake in the Midwest not thirty miles from the Mississippi River, and the people there aren't much different from the rest of their Midwestern brethren. They are friendly, to a point, and kind, even to strangers, but they have some odd habits. You'll just have to find out.Connary Bliant is a young man who, having lived through great tragedy and great loss, has lived a good portion of his adult life on various medications and other drugs of a less than savoury nature. He's an atheist by his very nature, but few question it. A bit of a hermit, Connary avoids interacting socially and maintains a group of a few friends and insists upon avoiding confrontation or interactions with those he doesn't know or remember well. His house is kept in an unhealthy state of tidiness, and not a speck of dust is to be found - even if his disheveled look and messy face belies his obsessive tendencies. He works part-time at a bar in his hometown, which he left only once for a year as he drifted about the country. This bar is where he meets the other person of our little story.Azlyn Amey is a similarly young, and also somewhat introverted Christian girl who moved to Lake Amias only 1 week ago, after a bad breakup and a falling-out with her family. Being now only 21, she still isn't quite aware of her surroundings and as she falls deeper and deeper into the pits of depression, she begins to look for other ways to relieve her ever-pressing sadness. She doesn't have to look far; Lake Amias has no shortage of adult retreats for its population. But this will turn out the better for her - you'll see.
(PART 2 OF SERIES)Stef Foster goes to see what Monte is up to. When she gets her answers and goes to leave, she is faced with a new challenge. What were the answers? What could the new challenge be? How will she beat it? Read and find out. {This story is from Stef Adams-Foster's point of view}**** WARNING. THERE ARE SOME MINOR SPOILERS IF YOU HAVEN'T SEEN THE SHOW UP UNTIL SEASON FOUR OR READ THE FIRST STORY IN THIS SERIES!!!****~There will probably be another story or more to this series on Wattpad.~*** I do not own any other characters except for James Stirling and Rebecca Gilbert (as of right now, they are the only two made up Characters)***~FINISHED~
Don't touch the clowns, and don't let the clowns touch you.Just off of highway 95 in the state of Nevada, there lies the small town of Tonopah. For miles around, it's desolate and in the silence, there lies one lonely motel. Across from the motel is an old cemetery where miners were buried. It's not the ghosts within the cemetery that will make you run in fear...for those of you faint of heart and fearful of clowns, this is not a delicate story. America's scariest motel is haunted...by hundreds of clowns.Spending the night in this creepy Motel is definitely a true test of courage because it's full of clowns. There are clowns tacked onto the doors, shelves of clown dolls staring at you with their beady glass eyes, and collectibles in the lobby that are neatly seated in chairs as if guarding the place from harmful intruders. There are clown paintings on the walls that look at you.And if you have a second-floor room, you can look out from the balcony and see why the motel is so eerily quiet and dark at night. It's the cemetery. The Clown Motel stands right next to Tonopah's old, dusty, unlit cemetery. Closed for over one hundred years, it's packed with the graves of the town's miners who died very unpleasantly.That should be cause for panic and even more so if you've ever watched the movie Poltergeist, and you decide to spend a night at this unique lodge. Spend at least a minute or two wondering if, just maybe, part of a cemetery full of graves of men who died horrible deaths once stretched underneath land now occupied by the Clown Motel...I tell this story with locked doors and windows. I was one of the lucky ones. They are coming. They are coming for me. As the saying goes, you can check out any time you want, but you can't leave. There's a lot more buried there than you might think...
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I have to warn you. The letters inside this envelope are not meant for you to read, if you don't mind me sounding... Well, really in love. They are nearly my diary. So I want you to think over whether to read them. If not, throw them away. Okay?Have a great day!
"Crap!" I yelped as I ducked behind a tree, a ball of darkness just missing my head by a hair. The tree fell over and smoke emitted from the burnt spot. Beside me to my left I heard heavy breathing. I was scared to look over, just incase it was an enemy or the thing that had shot the ball of darkness towards me, but to my surprise I saw a boy about my age. His body was covered in scars and blood. "Are you ok?" I asked stupidly. " Of course your not ok let me rephrase that, what happened?" He didn't respond. To my disbelief his wounds healed and he stood up right before my eyes. " You're human right?" He grumbled looking bored. " Yep, so I'm guessing that your not then?" This made him roll his eyes. "Was it that obvious." He said sarcastically. I stood up, wanting to smack the sarcastic b***h. A reader x Zeldris friendship story. I don't own Seven Deadly sins. The manga was created by Nakaba Suzuki.
As far as her eyes could see, war ships littered the blood red seas in the dusk. Where the simple fishing villages stood, there were now stockades. The memories of her blood soaked path centuries ago returned. A sole survivor. Except this was not Echizen where her journey first began. The reality was in Hakata bay. She reminisced as the cold wind rushed past her face. She will never flee her new home. Her old homeland across the seas no longer existed. Opening her glowing red eyes, a flaming sword manifested in her hand. Humans were not her concern. Unseen to the mortal eyes were the foreign supernatural beings accompanying the human invaders from the first landed ship. Looking upwards, the rolling thunder roared in the gathering clouds - she knew the signal. The strong winds started to pick up as the sea tidal waves grew larger and larger. Familiar dances of the Yamato dragons within the clouds made her smile. Ame has spoken."What are you waiting for...," a deep voice whispered gleefully as darkish wisps started taking on human forms in combat gear. "Let's start...", she gripped her sword and charged forth.~~~Back to the days when ancient China was known as Kure (呉) and Japan was Yamato (大和), humans transversed the rough seas for cross cultural exchanges. Unknown to the humans, the Kami, also known as gods or deities, as well as supernatural beings, known as yōkai or ayakashi, trailed along invisibly with them from the great continent. Some establishing themselves slowly like their human counterparts as they integrated with native Yamato and Emishi beliefs, while others failed to get any reception and faded out of existence in the new lands.
Avery Williams grew up in Homes Chapel, Cheshire. Yes that is where Harry Styles grew up, as a matter of fact, they dated. But at 16 she got pregnant, and Harry never knew. What happens when he comes home for the hiatus? What will he do when he finds the daughter he never knew he had?***Disclaimer: I do NOT own 1D or their family. Nor do I want to, that would be weird and raise a LOT of questions. I DO however, own Avery and her baby.
Do you have a dream? Most of you probably answered yes to this question. It's because we all have or had dreams at some point in life. And don't lie. As a child I bet you had huge ambitions growing up, you thought you could be anything you wanted to be. Now we're teenagers. We're a bit smarter than what we once were. Reality slapped us right in the face; and told us straight up that our dreams were scary, dangerous and take a lot of hard work. No one wants to do that. At this point we either stopped pursuing our dreams or dropped them entirely. Let me tell you a story about a girl an her dreams and what happened to her.
Rhian is a witch. She went to Hogwarts. She was in Hufflepuff. She was in Dumbledore's Army. She fought in the war. She lost people in the war. She was a hero in her own way. But no body remembers her. No body bothers to learn her name. No body cares what happens to her. Why? Because she wasn't one of the "Chosen One's" BFFs. Because Harry Potter never even bothered to talk to her. Even after all she sacrificed for his cause. Even though she was nothing but loyal to him. Follow her story at Hogwarts.***Disclaimer: I do NOT own Hogwarts and it's or any of the original HP characters. J.K. Rowling does. I am not J.K. Rowling. That would be cool though.