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His goal is to kill

Two London stalker bloggers have found a strange abandoned building in the woods where something strange and creepy is happening.

Poems in my soul

A student at the University of Chicago decided to take a walk around Chicago at night, but her love for night walks ended when she met her previously familiar robot friend...

I've found perverted and shockingly target: Take your pale body and make part of mine.

One day like other, but with a little love.

Who will not afraid?

You can nod and you can stare, But don't take his hand! Don't dare!

This work describes an ordinary day in the life of Haruka.

Marianna and Shadow are just sitting in a room and chatting. They hate each other, but it was fate who brought them together.

"How did you allow yourself to burst into my office and shout something?" a cold note crept into his voice as demonic fingers gripped his chin and pressed painfully with his claws. It was difficult to control the power in the second incarnation, but it was even harder not to undress Walker right now. "It's my fault, my lord," a soft, oily voice swept through the room, and a smirk appeared on Lucifer's lips. "Then I will punish you, my naughty mistress

poem for about two girls

Philip Moreau was born and raised on Earth. When he was very young, humanity was nearly wiped out due to a global conflict. Two years ago, he embarked on the most important journey of his life — along with twenty thousand colonists, he is flying to his new home.

"Press any key to get a little bit of drama in your life" I constantly have nightmares. In these... dreams, my friends always die. And then it's my turn. Every day I wake up in a cold sweat. Permanent fatigue, lack of sleep, insomnia, migraines. Medicines don't help. What happened with me? Constant feeling that someone is watching me. Now I'm also paranoid. Every day it gets worse and worse. I won't last long. ...Feeling of approaching death. If this continues, I will simply go crazy.

This work is translation from my own account in Russian version of ficfan : Danya_Writer. But to be honest, I do all the confirmations

Not everyone knows that autumn has a name.

After the last shining ray went over the horizon, an incredible metamorphosis began in the world. The city turned into a fiery island, covered with the twinkling of thousands of stars, like precious stones scattered on black velvet. It was a time when darkness became colorful and mysterious.

Quite an ordinary and boring life of a teenager ends when, due to certain circumstances, he has to move to another city. The city is saturated with oddities and riddles. People that speak in riddles, magic that came from nowhere, inexplicable surveillance, dreams that make you doubt your adequacy and creepy secrets. But it all started with the usual forgetfulness...

Just Sex

Ever wondered how many times you can die in a day? A simple yet very unlucky schoolboy named Paul Fleetingson will try to give you an answer based on his colossal, very bitter experience.