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Two Worlds - Chapter 1Shameless Claim
This Short Fiction is a Twincest Love Story. No Bashing, Flaming, Hating. Simply leave the page.
"Speak now, thy worthless tramp of Satan!" The court erupted in an uproar of boos and hisses at the handcuffed man. The chains rattled beneath the booming voices as the man fought back tears. Amongst hearing the intimidating voices, he flinched and yelped as a wooden chalice thwacked him in the head, landing before the judge on his desk. The judge slammed down the gavel and rose to his feet. "Who dare throw the chalice upon my desk?!" The judge hollared this within the court, silencing even the smallest of flies. Everybody looked at each other, except for the young man who was sobbing through gritted teeth.
"Aye, it was but me," a young girl soon said as she stood up. "Your honor, this man, this devil... He made me do this sin. He tempted me " She covered her face with her trembling hands. "The devil has found his way to my hear
Like Father Unlike Son - Ch 1
Narrator: Cody Rhodes
Rain. Thats all I could hear was that hard, rushing rain outside mixed with the roaring engine of our bus. Everybody was exhausted from a long night at the arena. However, I dont think anyone else feels sick to the stomach like I do. I had to close my eyes every time I felt like throwing up my small dinner. Basically, I kept my eyes closed the entire time. It always happens when Im stuck in Mississippi.
My stress left my mind as I heard and felt my phone vibrate in my pocket. With the noise ringing in my temples, I pulled out my phone and looked down at it. (1) New Text Message! it informed me. I flipped my phone open to see a message from Ted.
Hey, gr8 nite. C u @ the hotel. Vince gave me the info on our nxt match. I heaved a sigh. Just get me out of this state first. Afterwards, we can talk. Right now, Im suffering too much crap.
K. c u l8
Takerist High - Chapter 1
***THIS CHAPTER MAY BE REWRITTEN IN THE FUTURE!!!***
Takerist High Story 1
As narrated by: Darak and Thanatos
If you get confused between the both of us, we shall put symbols next to where we begin speaking. Ψ will be used for me, Darak. And Ŧ will be used for my best friend, Thanatos.
Our 3-hour break, which we call Lunch Hall, is the best. Before our final classes, we get 3 hours to eat lunch, work on homework, and wander around the hallways... Anything! However, as long as its in school grounds. Trust me, the school is huge. Why would you want to leave? The best thing of Lunch Hall is when you got nothing to do. Then you can enjoy a couple of hours in the auditorium with our guest performer, Oleg. His Ministry name is Ike (Pronounced Eye-kee), but he doesnt like being called that. Although he is a blonde, which symbolizes an edgehead, we all love to watch him perform. Oleg usually brings an acc
My Thanks To You
I still remember...
All of those times where my goals hit walls
Where I just felt myself sink into deep water
When I couldn't speak out
'Cause I knew I'd just be wrong.
I was losing my grip in my future,
I was at the end of my road...
I still remember...
When I saw someone I could relate to
How he was like an angel in black clothes
Spiritually, something was reaching for me
I kept hearing a deep voice echo,
Speaking words that brought tears of joy
to my own eyes...
I still remember...
That one dream where he hugged me close
Whispered in my ear, "Never let go"
Awakening me to realize this.
I'm just not trying hard enough,
I need to keep going.
Here I stand today...
Walking down that road
Knocking down every wall that comes towards me
Trying my best to smile at Reality for what it is.
With a mind full of gratitude
I am still waiting for that day.
Thank you, 'Taker...
Down that road that once ended,
Through that forest where once was light,
Within that city where once was people,
Under those bridges where life was struggling,
In that room where tears were shed,
Up those stairs where others are waiting,
Someone moved on.
Get Out Alive - Ch 1
All are invited to:
A Surprise Birthday Party
Located: 1669 Luc Lane
Time: At sunset
No RSVP Required. Just step right in!
No signature or anything else. Just a small amount of information in a ruined index card. Did I mention the stench of blood?
The card was only sent to 6 different people. Each one had the same reaction; confusion and fear. Who was this card sent by? How did the person know where they live?
Though all they could think of now is how to get to the address in 5 minutes. With the sun beginning to set, time was wasting.
1669 Luc (Pronounce Loose) Lane led these 6 people to a large mansion. There had to be at least more than 10 rooms. Clouds began to form over the roof of the man
My Last Mistake - Final
Chris...Chris, can you hear me? I felt a strong coldness against my temple, causing me to flinch with pain and chills. I opened my eyes halfway to see my Lord standing by me. His arm was bandaged up, and he had a couple of bandages all over his cheeks. I held onto the towel which covered the ice pack, feeling my jaw ache with whatever hit me. Through a faint mumbled try, I managed to respond.
Mmm, yeah, It was barely a reply. I turned away a bit to spit out a tiny piece of a tooth. The pain overwhelmed me again, causing me to wince. As I reopened my eyes, I soon noticed Thanatos laying on the window seat, off into a deep sleep. Her whole upper body was covered in bandages, with burn marks on her face. Thats when I remembered the bright flash of fire before I passed out.
She really took a hell of a lot of pain. I looked back at Taker, who was calmly looking at Thanatos. I was expecting to get a bigger fight than her...
My Last Mistake - Part 4
It didnt help to see time go by quickly. My heart was in a race with the fast time, feeling like itll nearly burst. I ran over to the door to find Thanatos, but two guards from the outside had the door closed shut. I pounded on the door, scared for my life.
Please, let me go find Master Thanatos. I cant fight this thing alone! I got no response. I rammed my back right into the door, feeling my nerves explode as I slid down to a sit. It was now 9:59. Seconds nearly counted down through my mind. Although the time was intimidating, the darkness kept me mostly alert.
Before I knew it, the clock struck 10. Ten tolls of the church bell echoed faintly through the window. Each toll sent a chill down my spine. Is this the last I will hear?
Chris...My senses settled barely, hearing the familiar whispers of the shadow. A smile weakly emerged on my face as I rose to my feet. The red eyes appeared, caus
My Last Mistake - Part 3
T-Tonight? My voice cracked up as my throat became dry. He only nodded, seeming unharmed by my reactions.
It may even be more than one, seeing how high in power you are.
The rest of his words trailed off. I was too lost in thought to even notice drops of rain hitting the lid of the urn. Taker tapped my shoulder, bringing me back to Reality, and led me back home. Every step I took... The farther I walked from that building, the more I felt eyes look at me. Something felt like it kept following me, like a stalker. Throughout the forest, I heard whispers. Something wanted me. Something begged for me. I didnt know what it was, or why it did. I had a good feeling what it couldve been, but I refused.
We finally got home after a long walk through Deathly Woods. I walked inside drenched.
Would you like me to dry your coat, Sir Jericho? A spirit of an old butler appeared in front o
Wait till the Bass Drops! TG
Kazuto loved dub step, no he adored dub step from the snares to the chilling base drop just gave him the feels. After all who can't resist Skrillex, Knife Party, Waterflame, and Flux. Dub step was so amazing to Kazuto that he shared it everywhere, from social network to just showing his friends and soon all the boys in his school were listening to the form of electronic music. Whenever a new album or EP came out the boys would rush to iTunes or GooglePlay to buy it or even preorder the EP.
Kazuto sat at the stairs of the library at his school watching the boys share earbuds and headphones, when a smile crossed his 14 year old face. Kazuto was 5'9, average muscle for his age, light brown hair around medium-short length just enough that it hung off his head and swayed in the wind, he had bright aqua eyes, and an athletic build to him. He liked to play soccer at break and lunch, but more or less listened to dub step with his friends.
So he smiled as
New School New You TG
Rin hated this idea. The idea of a move, a move between countries at that. His parents were after all Japanese, but that didn't mean he had to move there. He would lose his friends, his life, and hell even his school! That's how much he hated the idea. But despite his protests his parents did not oblige, they just brushed him off and told him to pack for the flight.
Inside his room, Rin stuffed his clothes, chargers for electronics, and other "personal" items as he huffed to himself, "Why must they decide my life for me!" His eyes shot to the door as footsteps grew louder. He zipped the suitcase and his dad appeared in the doorway, "Hey son." He said plainly.
"Hey Dad." Rin's eyes looked away and back to the suitcase as his medium length black hair whipped into his eyesight. Rin was 15, a sophomore in high school, he had a athletic build despite his heritage from japan. He was 6'0 and weighed 189 lbs. Yet he didn't like to run nor play soccer, in fact he was
The Note TG
Hiro watched the bustling streets as cars passed and pedestrians walked. He loved the city, he loved the atmosphere, the new places to explore, and the way of life. Because of these reason he decided to live in a metropolis: Tokyo, Japan. He got up stretching from the hard bus bench he was sitting on and said, "Where to next." Hiro was 20 just graduated from college, he wore geeky glasses, messy blonde hair sat upon his scalp, he wasn't muscular nor athletic, he was school-smart which didn't make him good with girls. Yet he retained a positive attitude despite how bad his social life was. He did though work for Apple because of his Master Degree in Electronics at MIT which allowed him to travel to Japan for his job.
He sighed as he walked to his favorite restaurant; Ukaitei. On his way there a sudden gust of wind blew a certain piece of paper into Hiro's face.
"What the hell!" He exclaimed snatching the paper off his face. "What's this?" He wonde
TracksWhen I was a child, my mother took me to see the frozen carcass of a wolf hit in the winter. The train had cut the animal clean in half - it’s forelegs and head lay on one side of the tracks, it’s hindquarters on the other. It was petrified in time and perfectly preserved by ice, its mouth still curved into a startled snarl. Those tracks had scared me ever since. But they didn’t scare you. I don’t think anything did.
You held out your hand, bare feet on wooden planks and metal. Drunk on Birthday Cake Vodka (stolen from your sister), we’d tumbled into the forest in nothing but our bikinis and wandered to the tracks. You laughed and said you’d done it a thousand times, promised I’d love it.
I took your hand hesitantly. My palms were cold and sweaty - a fact which always made me self-conscious. You didn’t seem to notice as you tugged me down the twisting path. The rocks between planks stung as they poked into my feet and the metal was icy co
TG Caption This: Magic Mirror
It had been a year since I had seen her, and there was nothing I could do to stop myself from closing the distance at a run and embracing her. My sister, Kirsten, tried to do the same; except that she was wearing the most absurd costume I had ever seen and probably would have fallen on her face if she had tried. I didn’t care that there were other people watching, I didn’t care about how stupid we would look.
Like a fluffy little ferret or a little dog, Kirsten was mostly fluff and little else, and I scooped her up without difficulty. She wrapped her arms around my neck and cried into my shirt, sniveling. “I’ve missed you so much, big brother!” My sister was eleven, a full seven years younger than I was, and our close friendship would probably have seemed improbable or even bizarre to anyone who didn’t know what had created it.
“I’ve missed you too, Kir,” I said, like the beginning of the word “iridium” with a “k
Tainted | Snk x Male!Reader [Chapter 1]
Don't forget to go read the prologue.
The sun shone brightly against the backdrop of a baby blue sky; clouds hovering overhead in all their fluffy glory. It was hot enough to be wearing short sleeved shirts, but the uniform of the Trainee Corps restricted the access to having a cool day. It didn't help that the trousers were scratchy and tight, and it didn't help that the jacket clung to their scrawny arms. However, none of the recruits seemed to be complaining. Each had a dream; each had a goal to accomplish. There wasn't a single soul stood on these particular ground that was there just to simply be there. Some had the hopes of making it into the Military Police, where they'd be safe in the center of the walls and never have to worry about dying a painful death to the Titans. These young men and women could be viewed as cowards by some people, but others admired them. Whilst other people chose to deal with lives in their respective district, the people stood here at lea
Germany x Albino!Child!Reader x Prussia Ch.11
The guards inside the security room sat in their chairs, spinning around in boredom. The small TVs covered the walls entirely, individuals showing hallways, doors, rooms... A control panel laid on the desk, with a few donuts beside it.
A loud blaring sound then filled up the room, making a few of the guards cover up their ears. One reached for the control panel, and flipped off the alarm. He checked what caused it.
On one of the screens, it showed a bunch of people pouring in from the original entrance. His eyes widened, and he zoomed in. "We have an intruder!" he announced to his companions.
"Who is it?" one asked.
The one manning the screen at the moment gritted, and then turned back to his partners. He had a bit of a timid look, along with shock.
"The countries found our hideout."
Gaea the Goddess 5 (WG) Final"So who are you, really?"
The chubby ninja pouted as she sat there in the center of Gaea's room, her arms strapped behind her back and her legs held together by several constricting vines. Her pudgy belly, round and fluffy like a bowlful of pudding, splayed itself over her lap. The goddess tapped her on the head with one finger.
"Are you hiding a cyanide pill in there? Come on, open up!"
"W-What? Of course I'm not! I wouldn't let myself die! I wouldn't normally get caught in the first place!" snapped the ninja, and then she frowned, "It's just...I..."
"You didn't expect we'd cut open your girdle, huh?" Gaea replied, raising an eyebrow.
The ninja sighed. "No...and I'd been trying so hard to hide it too..."
Tabitha stepped forward to speak. "I know her. She's from the same guild as me."
"Tabitha, you can't go and spill a ninja's secrets! It's against the code! I'll be beheaded when I return home!"
"You're not a ninja! Last time I saw you a few years back, you were one of my fan-girls!" T
The Princess Saves HerselfCisna Duchy, a princess of great royal status was quickly approaching her 21st birthday and upon be coming of age her father the King would step down and hand the crown and throne over to her as years of tradition dictated.
However, if Cisna was unable to make it to the coronation, her cousin Isara would then be made queen instead. Everyone thought the two cousins loved and got along with each other but deep down Isara badly wanted to become the next queen
On the eve of her coronation some bandits broke into the castle on the orders of Isara to kidnap Cisna.
Cisna who had dark long hair had just finished her bath and was settling down to go to sleep in her bed clad in her long dark pink dress robe with white thick socks and just as she was closing her eyes she heard a soft struggle outside her doors. As she got up the door to her bedroom opened and the bandits came rushing in with her maid bound and thickly gagged and held between one of their arms.
"No! Let her go!" Cisna cried
The voodoo that will do. Ch. 8Chapter 8- The voice
*After a long run, HM slows down in the heart of the dark forest. His tail hanged low as he fell on his knees, breathing hard. He coughed a bit in the lack of air, then lowered his head a bit*
HM:*still trying to catch breath*...they...are wrong.....I...am not evil....
*suddenly a cold breeze flew past him. HM raised his ears as he heard a misty voice surrounding him*
Voice:You are wrong..You are evil..HM...
*he gasped silently*
HM:...h-how...do you kn-
Voice: I am always by you, HM....I am your shadow....
Voice: Or am I not?...Do you even know who you are?
*There was a pause. HM looked out in front of him with wide eyes... Then he closed them and hanged his head down.*
Voice: Precisely....If you want to know..You need to do something for me...
*HM immediately raised his head up*
Voice: The people you live with...... *deeply* Kill them.... Tonight....
*HM felt like running, but he didn't kn
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