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Rating: Fanfiction: Language Settings
Storm
5Mins Each
7
ISSUES
Shorts
Updated Jul 7, 2020
PG-13
7
189
0
Short Story

A (possible collection of) short(s)

Fantasy
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Shorts

A (possible collection of) short(s)

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Jackson Arthur
15Mins Each
1
ISSUE
Compounded in Clay
Updated Jun 30, 2020
G Completed
4
54
0
Dark
Short Story

Death is just the beginning of another journey and it is a young woman's job to guide us on our way. But moving on is never without pain or regret.

Supernatural
Dark
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Compounded in Clay

Death is just the beginning of another journey and it is a young woman's job to guide us on our way. But moving on is never without pain or regret.

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~Venus~
1Min Each
3
ISSUES
~demons~
Updated Jun 24, 2020
PG
7
329
19
Family
Short Story

It isn’t uncommon for this particular demon to be summoned- from exhausting Halloween pranks to more legitimate (more exhausting) rituals in forests- but it has to admit, this is the first time its been called from it’s fiery realm into a tiny living room bathes in the dull orange-pink glow of old glass lamps and a multitude of wide eyed, creepy (and this is coming from a demon) antique porcelain dolls that could give Chucky a run for his money. Accompanying these oddities are tiny tea cup and saucer sets on top of frilly dollies, crocheted with the upmost care, and a cross-stitched, colorful “Home Sweet Home” banner hung across wood paneled walls.

This was definitely an error. A wrong number, per se. No witch it ever encountered lived in such a… dated home. And furthermore, no one had ever summoned it and… left, almost like a ding-dong-ditch. No, that never happened. Not if the person wanted to survive the encounter.

It heard shuffling in the other room; the kitchen, based off of the smell for bitter, cold coffee and soggy sponge cakes. As it starts to go round the corner to the sound, it feels something smooth under its clawed feet. Upon further inspection, it was a blanket made out of soft, black and white yarn, wound intricately, perfectly, into a circle. There was a splash of bright scarlet on the edge; the circle, the blood.. That would explain why it was here.

As the pieces snap together in the demon's head, the inhabitant of the home rounds the corner, holding a damp, eggshell white dishcloth to her hand and fumbling with beaded cat-eye glasses hanging by her neck by a red lanyard. Eventually she gives up with getting the glasses on with only one hand and looks up, stopping in her tracks.

Now, to be fair, the demon wouldn't normally question being face-to-face with a hunched old lady in an ankle length dress and a spidery shawl, but the woman's appearance, the warm aura she had, plus the scenery? This woman was definitely not a witch. Or maybe she was, but not a one that would summon a darkness demon. Almost to prove the demons point, the woman smiles, showing a toothless grin and saying the following:

“Todd! Oh, Todd dear, I didn't know you were visiting this year! You didn't call, or write- but i suppose your generation uses email these days.”She laughed heartily, but it wasn't a mocking laugh like the demon was used to. It was kind, genuine, and.. Grandmotherly. She continued;

“Is it too much to ask you to ring the bell next time? You almost gave me a heart attack. And don't mind the blood here, one of the dolls fell off the shelf- my favorite one, no less- and cleanup didn't go quite as expected. But i remember you being into the bloodshed and “edgy” stuff, so i guess you don't mind”

It took the demon a moment to realize what was going on, but then it clicked. This woman was mistaking a twelve foot, humanoid demon for her edgy grandson.

“Oh, imagine if it scars! That would be kind of “badass”, as you teenagers say.”

She’s blind as a bat without her glasses, it would seem, because this demon is by no means human, although, as previously stated, it is humanoid. But it is also twelve feet tall and has pitch black skin.

“Would you be a dear and make some coffee? I'll be back in a jiffy.”

With that, she shuffled off in the opposite direction of the kitchen.

Yes, this was definitely a mistake. But the demon feels unexplainably drawn to this woman, so it does as she asks. It walks over to the kitchen, being careful to duck under the doorway so as not to hit its head. Upon reaching the machine, it gingerly takes the coffee pot between its claws, pours out the old coffee, fills it with water, and carefully pours it into the machine. Then it measures out the coffee grounds into the filter and turns the machine on. It's as the hot water is pouring through the filter that the woman returns, her index finger wrapped in a beige bandage.

“I can’t believe you're so tall, Todd! Last time I saw you you were up to my hip! I know your father and I had our disagreements.. I didn't think you were going to come this year, but I’m so happy you're here dear! Would you like some cake?”

Before the demon could decline she had already cut a generous slice and handed it to it on a plate.

“ṯ̶͂h̶̻̍á̴̘n̵̖͋k̸̥̍ ̷̈́ͅẏ̵͓ọ̶͑ǘ̵̞”

“Oh Todd, i can barely understand you! Your voice is so deep, just like your grandfathers..”

With that her eyes got a bit cloudy, but she quickly started smiling again

“Oh! I have a present for you, dear. It was going to be a birthday present, but you're here now, and i wasn't able to ship it in time. I’ll go get it.”

‘Todd’ watches her go around into the living room and takes a bite of cake. A few seconds later she comes back holding the blanket that the demon first found itself on top of.

“Here it is!” she exclaims as she walks around it and drapes the blanket around its shoulders like a shawl. “Happy birthday, dear”

The demon wasn't used to this. Back where he was from, your parents would whack you with some fire to show affection. He didn't know where or who the real Todd was, but he did know that Todd needs to find a new grandmother, because the demon claimed this one.

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~demons~

It isn’t uncommon for this particular demon to be summoned- from exhausting Halloween pranks to more legitimate (more exhausting) rituals in forests- but it has to admit, this is the first time its been called from it’s fiery realm into a tiny living room bathes in the dull orange-pink glow of old glass lamps and a multitude of wide eyed, creepy (and this is coming from a demon) antique porcelain dolls that could give Chucky a run for his money. Accompanying these oddities are tiny tea cup and saucer sets on top of frilly dollies, crocheted with the upmost care, and a cross-stitched, colorful “Home Sweet Home” banner hung across wood paneled walls.

This was definitely an error. A wrong number, per se. No witch it ever encountered lived in such a… dated home. And furthermore, no one had ever summoned it and… left, almost like a ding-dong-ditch. No, that never happened. Not if the person wanted to survive the encounter.

It heard shuffling in the other room; the kitchen, based off of the smell for bitter, cold coffee and soggy sponge cakes. As it starts to go round the corner to the sound, it feels something smooth under its clawed feet. Upon further inspection, it was a blanket made out of soft, black and white yarn, wound intricately, perfectly, into a circle. There was a splash of bright scarlet on the edge; the circle, the blood.. That would explain why it was here.

As the pieces snap together in the demon's head, the inhabitant of the home rounds the corner, holding a damp, eggshell white dishcloth to her hand and fumbling with beaded cat-eye glasses hanging by her neck by a red lanyard. Eventually she gives up with getting the glasses on with only one hand and looks up, stopping in her tracks.

Now, to be fair, the demon wouldn't normally question being face-to-face with a hunched old lady in an ankle length dress and a spidery shawl, but the woman's appearance, the warm aura she had, plus the scenery? This woman was definitely not a witch. Or maybe she was, but not a one that would summon a darkness demon. Almost to prove the demons point, the woman smiles, showing a toothless grin and saying the following:

“Todd! Oh, Todd dear, I didn't know you were visiting this year! You didn't call, or write- but i suppose your generation uses email these days.”She laughed heartily, but it wasn't a mocking laugh like the demon was used to. It was kind, genuine, and.. Grandmotherly. She continued;

“Is it too much to ask you to ring the bell next time? You almost gave me a heart attack. And don't mind the blood here, one of the dolls fell off the shelf- my favorite one, no less- and cleanup didn't go quite as expected. But i remember you being into the bloodshed and “edgy” stuff, so i guess you don't mind”

It took the demon a moment to realize what was going on, but then it clicked. This woman was mistaking a twelve foot, humanoid demon for her edgy grandson.

“Oh, imagine if it scars! That would be kind of “badass”, as you teenagers say.”

She’s blind as a bat without her glasses, it would seem, because this demon is by no means human, although, as previously stated, it is humanoid. But it is also twelve feet tall and has pitch black skin.

“Would you be a dear and make some coffee? I'll be back in a jiffy.”

With that, she shuffled off in the opposite direction of the kitchen.

Yes, this was definitely a mistake. But the demon feels unexplainably drawn to this woman, so it does as she asks. It walks over to the kitchen, being careful to duck under the doorway so as not to hit its head. Upon reaching the machine, it gingerly takes the coffee pot between its claws, pours out the old coffee, fills it with water, and carefully pours it into the machine. Then it measures out the coffee grounds into the filter and turns the machine on. It's as the hot water is pouring through the filter that the woman returns, her index finger wrapped in a beige bandage.

“I can’t believe you're so tall, Todd! Last time I saw you you were up to my hip! I know your father and I had our disagreements.. I didn't think you were going to come this year, but I’m so happy you're here dear! Would you like some cake?”

Before the demon could decline she had already cut a generous slice and handed it to it on a plate.

“ṯ̶͂h̶̻̍á̴̘n̵̖͋k̸̥̍ ̷̈́ͅẏ̵͓ọ̶͑ǘ̵̞”

“Oh Todd, i can barely understand you! Your voice is so deep, just like your grandfathers..”

With that her eyes got a bit cloudy, but she quickly started smiling again

“Oh! I have a present for you, dear. It was going to be a birthday present, but you're here now, and i wasn't able to ship it in time. I’ll go get it.”

‘Todd’ watches her go around into the living room and takes a bite of cake. A few seconds later she comes back holding the blanket that the demon first found itself on top of.

“Here it is!” she exclaims as she walks around it and drapes the blanket around its shoulders like a shawl. “Happy birthday, dear”

The demon wasn't used to this. Back where he was from, your parents would whack you with some fire to show affection. He didn't know where or who the real Todd was, but he did know that Todd needs to find a new grandmother, because the demon claimed this one.

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kkarenpereira
5Mins Each
7
ISSUES
Tales from Beyond
Updated Jul 9, 2020
PG
1
243
0
Short Story
Thriller

A collection of really short psychological horror stories as a tiny extension to my latest release 'After Hours'.

These stories explore the mysteries of human nature in a gory and dark way.

Every story had an underlying social meaning to it, that is masked by a gruesome event. These stories don't really follow any kind  or story line when looked at as a broader perspective; but do give an insight on my 12:00am dark thoughts as I type each one of in the comfort of my bed!

Feel free to comment on each story to let me know what kind of story you would like to read next!It can be in the form of a prompt, a line, a genre or anything you please!

Looking forward to updating this at least twice a week!

Check it out!

These stories can remind you that everything is not as it seems to be.

Horror
Short Story
Thriller
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Tales from Beyond

A collection of really short psychological horror stories as a tiny extension to my latest release 'After Hours'.

These stories explore the mysteries of human nature in a gory and dark way.

Every story had an underlying social meaning to it, that is masked by a gruesome event. These stories don't really follow any kind  or story line when looked at as a broader perspective; but do give an insight on my 12:00am dark thoughts as I type each one of in the comfort of my bed!

Feel free to comment on each story to let me know what kind of story you would like to read next!It can be in the form of a prompt, a line, a genre or anything you please!

Looking forward to updating this at least twice a week!

Check it out!

These stories can remind you that everything is not as it seems to be.

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Inane Grimson
4Mins Each
14
ISSUES
Suburbia
Updated Jul 3, 2020
G Completed
0
105
0
Family
Short Story

Everyone goes through that period in life where you feel lost and hopeless, this story follows a kid going through that

General
Family
Short Story
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Suburbia

Everyone goes through that period in life where you feel lost and hopeless, this story follows a kid going through that

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SilentExistence
1Min Each
3
ISSUES
Fading Life
Updated Jul 8, 2020
G
1
14
2
Dark
Short Story

Dark poetry.

Dark poetry for me has always been an outlet.

Poetry
Dark
Short Story
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Fading Life

Dark poetry.

Dark poetry for me has always been an outlet.

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Nawleans
1Min Each
1
ISSUE
Jack + Jill = Quarantined Love
Updated May 18, 2020
G
0
113
0
Short Story
Friendship

How do people meet while confined to their houses, unable to go to work, to movies or restaurants, out on dates?  Here’s a little story about Jack and Jill and the quarantine.

Copyright:  All rights reserved.  Nobody can use, redistribute, reiterate, reproduce, copy, or in any other way incorporate what I have written or I might get really mad.  I may even sue you.  I live smack-dab in the middle of a town filled with starving lawyers.  And not just that — I have a lot of time on my hands and could really use some of your money.

General
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Friendship
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Jack + Jill = Quarantined Love

How do people meet while confined to their houses, unable to go to work, to movies or restaurants, out on dates?  Here’s a little story about Jack and Jill and the quarantine.

Copyright:  All rights reserved.  Nobody can use, redistribute, reiterate, reproduce, copy, or in any other way incorporate what I have written or I might get really mad.  I may even sue you.  I live smack-dab in the middle of a town filled with starving lawyers.  And not just that — I have a lot of time on my hands and could really use some of your money.

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Victoria Temple
8Mins Each
1
ISSUE
Sign of the Timez: Child of the Cave
Updated Jul 8, 2020
G
0
9
0
Travel
Short Story

"Sign of the Timez" is a series of stories where a young girl is transported back in history and experienced life as a child during different times."Child of the Cave" sees Stephanie travel back to pre-historic times. She will experience the life that the first humans had. This will be good times and bad times. It will be a challenge for her. It will also show the human strength and weakness in history.I hope you enjoy it(not all things in "Sign of the Timez" are historic correct)

Historical
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Sign of the Timez: Child of the Cave

"Sign of the Timez" is a series of stories where a young girl is transported back in history and experienced life as a child during different times."Child of the Cave" sees Stephanie travel back to pre-historic times. She will experience the life that the first humans had. This will be good times and bad times. It will be a challenge for her. It will also show the human strength and weakness in history.I hope you enjoy it(not all things in "Sign of the Timez" are historic correct)

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AuliveSofya
15Mins Each
8
ISSUES
Who's Who?
Updated Mar 9, 2020
G
15
717
0
Short Story

Yuuki Yoshida was in an accident which forces him to hospitalized, which puts him into a comatose state. In the back of his mind, he thought he was going to die, but later on, he wakes up and finds himself in a girl's body. At the same time, the owner of the body, Chinabi Natsume, was stuck in her mind freaking about what just happened. Later finding out that the two were stuck in the same body, the two wonder how can they get Yuuki back to his body. Because of this phenomenon, Yuuki knows about the hardships of Chinabi and vice versa. During the time they spent together, the two strangers become the close friends. Both supporting one another in their weakest fields and in their weakest times.

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Who's Who?

Yuuki Yoshida was in an accident which forces him to hospitalized, which puts him into a comatose state. In the back of his mind, he thought he was going to die, but later on, he wakes up and finds himself in a girl's body. At the same time, the owner of the body, Chinabi Natsume, was stuck in her mind freaking about what just happened. Later finding out that the two were stuck in the same body, the two wonder how can they get Yuuki back to his body. Because of this phenomenon, Yuuki knows about the hardships of Chinabi and vice versa. During the time they spent together, the two strangers become the close friends. Both supporting one another in their weakest fields and in their weakest times.

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Haylie Parkison
9Mins Each
37
ISSUES
Mysteries of Slaborough
Updated Jul 4, 2020
PG-13
14
3285
15
Dark
Short Story

My name's Bugsy and I live in a small town called Slaborough. On the outside, Slaborough looks completely normal where everybody knows each other but as you stay longer, that's where it gets mysterious.

But no worries, I'm sure you'll do fine here, well, if you're lucky.

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Mysteries of Slaborough

My name's Bugsy and I live in a small town called Slaborough. On the outside, Slaborough looks completely normal where everybody knows each other but as you stay longer, that's where it gets mysterious.

But no worries, I'm sure you'll do fine here, well, if you're lucky.

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jayeviolet
4Mins Each
3
ISSUES
Lost Stars
Updated Jul 5, 2020
G
4
251
0
Short Story
Humor

After seeing each other in an unexpected situation, Denver and Maxelle met again in a cafe and he starts to get her trust to court her. They ended up in a relationship but some circumtances will happen.

[English is not my first language. Sorryyy]

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Humor
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Lost Stars

After seeing each other in an unexpected situation, Denver and Maxelle met again in a cafe and he starts to get her trust to court her. They ended up in a relationship but some circumtances will happen.

[English is not my first language. Sorryyy]

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Marie
14Mins Each
7
ISSUES
Food Fantasy - Story of Souls
Updated Jun 18, 2020
G
0
143
0
Short Story
Online Game

**Note that this is not my work but only transferred it here to see if anyone would like to play the game "Food Fantasy" after reading some of it's characters stories, All credits from the novel goes to [ELEX] for creating the stories and [Food Fantasy:Wiki Fandom] as my source of information**

Food Souls are the heroes in the world of Tierra..

When all hope seemed lost, the Magic Academy discovered a new breed of souls lying dormant within "Food". In a race against time, the scientist began to research and develop a powerful Magic Crystal that could awaken the souls lying dormant in food. Through countless failures, they finally succeeded in awakening these Food Souls. Food Souls were not only conscious and highly intelligent but they also had the abilities of magic. They quickly became the deciding factor in the war against the Fallen Angels.

The awakening of Food Souls instilled hope into humanity again. And as the struggle between Fallen Angels and humans continued, balance was once again restored. The survival or extinction became a question that can only be answered by time itself.

Fantasy
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Online Game
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Food Fantasy - Story of Souls

**Note that this is not my work but only transferred it here to see if anyone would like to play the game "Food Fantasy" after reading some of it's characters stories, All credits from the novel goes to [ELEX] for creating the stories and [Food Fantasy:Wiki Fandom] as my source of information**

Food Souls are the heroes in the world of Tierra..

When all hope seemed lost, the Magic Academy discovered a new breed of souls lying dormant within "Food". In a race against time, the scientist began to research and develop a powerful Magic Crystal that could awaken the souls lying dormant in food. Through countless failures, they finally succeeded in awakening these Food Souls. Food Souls were not only conscious and highly intelligent but they also had the abilities of magic. They quickly became the deciding factor in the war against the Fallen Angels.

The awakening of Food Souls instilled hope into humanity again. And as the struggle between Fallen Angels and humans continued, balance was once again restored. The survival or extinction became a question that can only be answered by time itself.

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