Lotsofdeath Stories

Every cat has heard the whispers. The rumours. They've seen the flick of her tail. The twitch of her whisker. But no one asks. Because when they do, the elders fall silent, parents are suddenly called on patrol, StarClan looks away. Still, one truth remains: Dacestripe changed. The stony, calm, conflicted RiverClan deputy hides her pain well. She doesn't speak of the past. She doesn't show how deeply it still claws at her. But every cat knows. Every cat can see her mask failing with each passing season. And yet, their tongues become sand when they try and ask. And those who remember the true, unforgiving story are dwindling. So... what did happen all those moons ago?

"so what's been going on with your life recently?" "oh, a dead man sends me weekly letters."

bloody, horror, and gore. When grace is dared to go into a creepy house what do you think will happen to her and her friends when they step foot inside?

Alesha's Grandfather was always a bit strange. Not strange like your grandparents may be, with their occasional magic trick or weird hat. No, Grandpa Ernest was strange in the sorta way that got people arrested. That's why it was no surprise when Grandpa Ernest got arrested for fraud, murder and tax evasion. He got a few life sentences because it turns out, he's actually committed a lot of murder. But apparently that murder was just 'soul collecting.' So that he could buy a demon to protect his favourite grandchild when he was gone. This demon isn't too bad. He's just a bit... enthusiastic. Hopefully it won't be long until he realises that killing people won't solve every problem. *There's going to be boyxboy in this with two side characters. Probably some girlxgirl too. No smut though. If you are against that then you shouldn't be allowed a phone or whatever you're reading this on.* *I need help with an age rating. Currently I think it's going to be around a 12+ because there will be descriptions of dead bodies, brief mentions of suicide, Brief mentions of self harm,murder and bullying.*

A Rp for Left for dead 2 oc's (If you have a character that could fit in with the theme you can use them)

[DISCONTINUED: I won't be finishing this book since I remade it to a new one] "I got it!" Heisuke-nii shouted suddenly. "Then, how about we call him Yuki?" "Oi.. oi... Isn't that a girl's name?" Shinpachi-san spoke up, shaking his head disapprovingly. "No, it fine! Besides it's better than just calling him 'you' or 'chibi'.. at least until he remembers his own name, don't you agree, Yu-ki?" Heisuke-nii said to me, ruffling my hair. I tilted my head. "Yu... ki?" [NOTE : check out the rewritenn version for this fanfic Kako-hen : Yuki no Monogatari in my profile]

"I used to put myself to sleep at night by telling myself I'm strong for not picking up the razor, the pills, all the things said to take pain away. But now, I am weak." -Mallory Everett "I'm sorry. I'm sorry for all the things that hurt you, I'm sorry for not seeing through your facade, I'm sorry for taking my anger out on you, I'm sorry for being the one who brought you closer and closer to death. I'm sorry, just don't leave me alone." -Xavior Cantrell This is a short story with short chapters. It won't be very professional because this is just a quick story I wrote for a project in class, I just thought It'd be nice to share it.

Just a teaser of the dark and demented stories that are soon to come. warning if you don't like horror, gore, dark themes, bad endings, or just death at all.... you don't want to read this.

Just short stories hoez. lots of death 🥰 Warning: Blood and stuff like that 🥴

Ok so this is about my oc Biohazard and what happened to him why he is even like this. I hope you like this

"They called me different. They called me a freak, stupid, worthless. That every day I shouldn't be here, that I would be better off dead. But now, they can't stop me. I'll show them, I'll show them all." Spider-man was bullied, he lost his uncle, he used his abilities for good. Batman lost his family, deciding to use what he could for good. Captain America was told he wasn't worth anything when he joined the army, but he proved them wrong and became one of the most iconic super hero's ever. But what happens when someone has abilities that's been pushed too far and just snaps? Join Jason Beller and his journey through he himself discovering he has his own abilities, not becoming the hero but instead, becoming the villain every story has for his own reason's.

Pretty self explanatory

Fic 1: looking at the flowers that don't seem as bright anymore. Fic 2: what had he gotten himself into this time? Fic 3: i feel like i know you. 3rd life fic(s) [NOW INCLUDING Empires and Last Life] about the platonic flower husbands except with 70% more angst than there needs to be. Idk, this is all i thought about.

"Do you trust me?" Luke would laugh if it weren't for the seriousness of the situation. He didn't trust anyone more than K. He nodded immediately, bringing his own hand up to place atop K's on his cheek. "Of course." K blushed, gripping Luke's hand harder. "Then trust me when I say that we will leave this place and live happily. We're going to get a mansion, remember, Lu?" Luke giggled in response, K grinning back. "And a big garden, with lots of flowers." "And the most beautiful butterflies." Luke nuzzled his cheek into K's palm. "We'll help lots of people, right?" K nodded. "You and I- we're going to be something great in the future. That," he nudged his forehead with his own, eyes boring into Luke's. "I promise you." And as K closed the little space they had between them, the promise rang in their heads, giving both boys hope that they would indeed have their happy ending. ••• So here it is: Luke's story! Get ready for a lot of anguish, and a lot of answers. I hope you guys like it :) this is a tribute to him, the Tempest series, and Meg for being so sweet and including my boy in these amazing books.

Every dragon eventually takes his last breath. Thunder has lived in the Icewing kingdom her whole life, never once being allowed to leave from the queen's fear that she would die as soon as she traversed over the wall, and Thunder is the princess, so she can't die. Lucky for her, though, she got accepted into Jade Mountain Academy, meaning she was finally allowed outside of the subzero climate. Beetle recently traveled from Pantala to Pyrrhia in hopes to find better education than he grew up with, since he was home-schooled his whole life. Now, at the ripe age of five years old, he got accepted into Jade Mountain Academy and thrown into the Quartz Winglet with only one dragon he knew, a rainwing he met on the trip to Pyrrhia. Sol is your average rainwing, except all of her social skill points were thrown into insane hyper-ness. She has a hard time containing her scales due to the wide range of emotions she constantly feels, yet she somehow got accepted into the best school in all of Pyrrhia. Despite her parent's unease, they decided it was a good idea to let her go since maybe she would gain some actual social skills and maybe learn something. Finale is surely something to grab your attention away from the most important things. He's a hybrid of every single Pyrrhian tribe; something that took hundreds of years to perfect to get a balance of all the tribes that was as close to even as they could get. Finale is a very kind and benevolent soul, doing things that only benefit others and not himself at all!

Some of you may recall the strange affair of the Phantom of the Opera: a mystery never fully explained. Well, ladies and gents, I have fully explained it. Madame Giry tells the tale to her grandchildren. Also it's my first finished book!!!!!

Twenty-five years ago, there was a rebellion. The spark to the flame, Katniss Everdeen, killed the president that had initiated the Hunger Games for forty-nine years. The victory of his death didn't last long among the Districts of Panem as a new president arose and restarted the Games. Nothing could be done to stop it, and now we're at the fourth Quarter Quell, the one hundredth games. And this year is going to be a series of games. Three to be exact.