TRIGGER WARNING-Mention of Sexual Abuse, Drug use, Self Harm, and mental illness.(This is a fictional, Creepypasta story)Okutan Hayai. A retired test subject from Japan, finds herself hiding away in the middle of the woods. She moved to find a new life, build a new house, and continue with her killings in peace. But he finds her, she's moved into his woods. Okutan does not want to be reunited with her old friend.
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In 1939 Evangeline Marquis de Lafayette McGuire has run out of options. Tired of hearing that people are dying and being told to stay in the kitchen, she jumps ship from Brooklyn to France to fight in the war. Liberating camps and saving soldiers, the papers name her the War Angel. Some believe she's a myth, a story made up by morphine filled soldiers, or nothing but a piece of american propaganda. but Richard Winters and the other men of Easy company are about to learn how real she is.
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It started as a needed distraction from a failing relationship. But when Arcadia's problems get worse, can a certain Egyptian Pharaoh and the rest of the museum exhibits help solve her problems? Or will the problems consume her before she can be saved?
One Shots of Wanda Maximoff and reader Gender Neutral reader but some are WLW
Delaney and her parents were in the dining room when the doorbell rang,her dad went to get the door. And then next thing you know there was a gun held up to his head.What will Delaney and her brother do?Read to find out!
After the events of Fear Street 1978, Ziggy Berman is traumatized and broken. She doesn't want to see Nick Goode ever again, but their fates have other plans.
Underneath the old wooden dresser, mixed with a layer of dust and a few wrappers is something I hadn't seen in two long years. My wedding ring. My hand shakes as I reach for it. I finally get my fingers around it, and I hold it close to my body. Just the feel of the medal between my fingers sparked something deep inside of me. I often wondered what Ryan and North we're doing without me. Are they happy? Have they forgotten about me? Is he still looking? I look long and hard at the diamond ring. The words engraved on the inside catch my attention. I never noticed them before. I inhale, the words run through my mind over and over again like a broken record. 'Its always been you.' I slip the ring on, and suddenly I don't feel alone anymore. I feel loved.