short stories of our favourite bird-headed boy created by the requests commented by youmore information in the intro about the rules
An AU in which you don't see color until your eighteenth birthday.
With broken and mended hearts, four girls decide to live their life with full of happiness. Yet fate has other plans.People who broke their hearts emerge into their lives again, unable to explain the reason for their past cruelty.Will they be given an another chance or not?"Give me this one chance.... You're never going to regret it anymore... Please"___________________________________Disclaimer: All the characters belong to the Pokemon fandom. The author doesn't own anything except the plotline. The book is being re written currently. So the previous readers are suggested to read from the beginning
( hii its snow so i need a main R for my role play) if anyone wants to portray him let me in the comments the cover is his fc) R was a zombie then he became human he cant remember his name so he goes by R ( this not my oc its a real character) if you guys like warm bodies the movie or know R character well plz role play him with me thx;)
!!Being rewritten, old chapters were taken down. Different plot!!Read to find out >:3~I do not own the cover image, Minecraft, or its characters. All rights reserved. The only thing I own is this story.
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Either you control your mind or your mind will control youThis is a story about a person named Beck , how his overthinking about the past and his fear takes a human form and leads to his death.
He: Just one kiss. Slight brush of a devil's lips. A quick death snaring kiss from one of hel's prince. She'd see eternal peace. It's for the best, I told my heart. Yes, she'd be dead. A painful dead too. But the hurt in her eyes were way beyond the slight discomfort of dying.She:We stood still for a moment as the song ended. My eyes locked with his dark menacingly beautiful ones. Dazed by the all the dancing and the delightful atmosphere, the sweet music in my ears, the even sweeter after-taste of bubbly drink in my mouth, I looked on dreamily as he bowed at me, holding my small slender hand in his. Then he ever-so-lightly brushed his ruby lips against the pale skin above my knuckles, the touch felt so soft on my hand..and..frosty cold, like an icy chill at the spot where he kissed. I gasped at the cold twinge that intensified by the second, like a tiny ice block shoved under my skin's surface, growing bigger and colder. To my horror, the chilly sensation evolved into a searing pain and I cried out, screamed in agony. Thousands of tiny knives pierced my hand, slashing and tearing, painfully carving a way inside. A blood-curdling shrill, frantic plea for help yet nobody took notice. The dancers kept twirling and swaying by the dance floor, merry chattering never ceased nor falt, no fork-held hand paused, not one champagne sipping guest turned my way. I clutched an agonized hand to my chest, hot tears slipped unnoticed.
A New Beginning. And their Bigger, Better, and just as Mean.Monday Dawson and her sisters are thrust into a whole new world after leaving their all werewolf school in Los Angeles. Now going to a secluded place, they up and move to Phoenix, Washington, with no explanation. In this new school Monday finds a surprise that's she's going's hate, just as much as waking up on Monday. Although, what she's most afraid of is going to be the closest thing to her.Nix Nightingale has a past and he's sick of waiting for the future. His future doesn't feel all that bright. Until she comes and messes with his "don't get to close" rule.