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Abigail gets captured, tied up, blindfolded and more. She thinks she knows who's up to this but not for sure. She cant identify the villains voice. Will she escape?

There are more than people on this planet, there are monsters, urban legends that date back to the stone age, and mythical creatures that can bring whatever you desire. But what if they desire you?

"He's staring at you," my sister whispered, wide-eyed.Now that I realised, I could feel someone's eyes burning the back of my head and as I turned around to see what my sister was talking about and my jaw immediately dropped whilst a cold shiver ran up my spine at the sight of the school's dangerous, certified bad boy.I shrugged nervously and turned around to face my sister. "Maybe he's just looking at what I'm wearing."The outfit was pretty cute, hands down."But he never stares at anyone. He has only given them a cold stare that lasts for at least two-seconds."Oh hell no.

"Who did this to you, why are you here?" I asked the sickening creature in front of me. She just stuttered closer and I glared at her. "Stop." She stopped instantly. I walked over to her halted irritating figure looking at the neck. I had so many questions including who the actual hell did this. Its not every day I see half dead people but its every day I write them, so she wasn't frightening. "Now who did this to you?" I asked calmly but with an authority laced tone I never knew I had. "You...Valak...you" she kept quiet and I laughed. --------------- Maddie, a pretty teenager is what one would call, a creep. She's a writer and adores one of her infamous character. She writes horrors and she sees the humor no one else sees in them but...there is more to the story, her writings, her characters, her life and most especially her Valak than she presumed.

Sybil 'Billie' Harewicke's life leaves much to be desired, starting with her ridiculously old-fashioned name. She's a rational, dull person - who had the misfortune of being born into a family of local witches. Her main interest in life is the Library Science - and they had just closed the library in her home county of Fleckney. She works in the only bookshop in the county - while everyone expects her to join the family business of fortune telling and potion brewing. Even the one ability that she allegedly inherited from the generations of self-proclaimed psychics, is the least useful out of the Seven Harewicke Gifts!It's holiday time in Fleckney, which means extra work for Billie, both with her family and at the bookshop. When she's offered to escape both and to work in the Bjornsson Art Fund for two weeks before Christmas, she couldn't be happier. She's always dreamt of getting her hands on the magnificent library of the Bjornsson Hall. Except, it turns out that the job has got nothing to do with bibliothecography - and is a nightmare! And a rowdy, unsophisticated crowd of filmmakers arrive at Fleckney to scout locations and research the scene. The only consolation is that none other than Archie Billingsley is among them. He's everything a celebrity should be: handsome, eloquent, prone to spontaneously quoting Shakespeare, and calling his fans 'darling.' He's just starred in a highly successful Austen adaptation, and there are rumours of an upcoming Chekhov stage play. Among other guests of the Hall are Billingsley's agent, an eccentric director, a dozen of crew members, and Eric Dair, an actor best known for playing every thug, mafioso, and terrorist in pretty much every latest blockbuster, at home and across the pond.Billie is hardly enthused at the prospect of interacting with the motley crew - but at least it'll allow her to avoid the local obsession with holiday romance and finding their true love on Christmas! Bah, humbug!

Title: 废太子重生后怀了刺客的崽Author: 林不欢Status: OngoingDescription:Ye Yungui only found out that he was the cannon fodder prince in a certain book after his tragic death. In the novel, after he was deposed, he was imprisoned in the imperial tomb. Not only was he blinded by the assassin but he was also seriously ill and died of depression not long after.Fortunately, he was reborn.At this time, the assassin hadn't appeared yet, so he decided to make a counter-kill.Not long after, on the night of the full moon, the assassin arrived as promised and was successfully captured alive by Ye Yungui.Ye Yungui noticed that the assassin was tall and slender, with broad shoulders and narrow waist, he even have extremely handsome face. He immediately decided to give the other party some benefits and take them for his own use.A few months later, Ye Yungui looked at his gradually bulging stomach and realized that the benefits he gave seemed a bit too much.Attack perspective: Cen Mo is recognized as the number one assassin of the Great Xia Dynasty, and he has never missed a single shot in his career. Until one day he fell headlong into Ye Yungui's "trap", and never climbed up again. Since then, he, the sharpest knife in the Great Xia Dynasty, has only been used by Ye Yungui.Later, when Ye Yungui ascended the throne, he was always accompanied by a guard who never left him. It was rumored that this person had no job or title, and was so ignorant of good and evil that the young prince actually called him father in private!__________JUST IN CASE, THIS STORY IS:✓ PURELY MTL(means this is not edited, so expect the incorrect pronouns, indents, and grammatical errors. :D)✓ FOR OFFLINE PURPOSE ONLY ( just uploaded here for my smooth offline reading)✓ Do Not Report, Do Not Vote, Just Read✓ DISCLAIMER: I do not own the cover nor the story, this is all for offline reading.✓ All Rights and Credits to the original author, google translato

-when a girl travels to the world cup with her best friend, simply to support her country, she runs into birmingham's finest.(social media x irl)"im sorry, do i know you?""you dont need to know me."1. jude bellingham (01/01/2023)1. jobe bellingham (04/01/2023)•air any typos, grammar mishaps, or spelling mistakes.started: 18/12/2022finished: 10/01/2023