#newstory

[kirakiwiwrites]

Hello friends! We are happy to announce that we will be posting the first chapter of our new story on Wednesday! Since everyone enjoyed the hints last time, we thought we would do it again! Every day until Wednesday, we will post two picture hints for the story! As always, we appreciate everyone’s support and kind words on our previous projects 🥰 This fandom is a joy to write for! Enjoy the first hint and tomorrow there will be another! Much love - A and K

[fallece]

Goddess's children - Pleasure Never ends. (on Wattpad) https://www.wattpad.com/1439184870-goddess%27s-children-pleasure-never-ends?utm_source=web&utm_medium=tumblr&utm_content=share_reading&wp_uname=Fallen_vibrant Sunny and and Charlie are the children of the most powerful magical creatures in the supernatural world. Sunny 18 woke up from a two year coma to see her twin going to the college for supernatural. Them being royalty we will see how this turns out. I'm a new writer so please be patient with me! <3

[redtoondevils]

Banjo-Kazooie. (Banjo-Threeie game installment.)

Phil Spencer is it? Phil...Please...PLEASE MAKE THIS HAPPEN! Please finally make a third game! Nut's and Bolt's does not count! I've been waiting for this for 20 years! Give them the recognition that they deserve! Rewrite the plot, because the other plot was just...Not canon to me! Microsoft did not deserve Banjo-Nor Conker.)

Nut's and Bolt's was a fun game...Yet, it was not a Banjo game. It did not have the adventure feel to it. So, please make the third installment happen!

[scott-m-spangenberg-its-showtime]

[edgelordsstuff]

New Story!

Please go check out my new scifi story on wattpad and let me know your reviews.

Also let me know of other sites where I can post my story. Wattpad is pretty outdated for these stuff honestly.

https://www.wattpad.com/story/345758876-the-legacy-of-vesta

[alchemyofluna]

Strike of a lifetime - shot eight (on Wattpad) https://www.wattpad.com/1275742954-strike-of-a-lifetime-shot-eight?utm_source=web&utm_medium=tumblr&utm_content=share_reading&wp_uname=alchemyofluna&wp_originator=AV3jNA7C8faogCQFBIx9FdHX8R6uAYIZOid5vYNTerIs74JnJZYTDPkQPRn9S0jPNvCLjkeaTYgRE1DrxErw7Vthl5SG%2BjqzXM9GloeaZMy5Wxep1ZsHReSczAC9x2vw All it took was one exclusive decision to be made in the delinquent hands of another for his life to be upturned. | contains mature themes | trigger warning now. | chapters are shorter

[raven-ette]

Witch behold

Summary;

Forbidden love.

That is one way you could describe their relationship. Between a powerful witch and a soon-to-be alpha. This was never supposed to happen, ever. It has never happened and it has been centuries since someone had a mate other than another werewolf. Why had the moon goddess decided this?

Hecate and the moon goddess as good friends as they are had always hated the fragile and aggressive anger and hatred their creations had for one another. Thus as it became better they saw it would just take one awful event and hungry power begins to ruin it all over again. Growing tired and tired as it kept repeating and repeating they finally had enough of their creations.

By making a prophecy they soon made beings worthy of their goal to bring peace to all. But not all could be worthy of this responsibility so they made sure they could endure the greatest pain and endure the physical and mental drains that it required to change the world.

They chose a pair that were as powerful and strong together as they were apart. One that would have values and morals that wouldn't be questionable. A pair that complimented each other like no other. One that was destined for each other.

Thus as they saw a great enemy near they made sure that everything was in place for them to bring the change the world needed. But as powerful as they are they could have never seen what was to happen with this project of theirs...

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The summary of a new book I'm writing. Will post some parts here but the origin of publishing is Wattpad if you want to read as soon as new chapters come out. I also post on insta updates and sneak peeks on all of my projects.

@RavenAAuthor_ on wattpad

@Ravenette_ on insta

[thedoommommy]

𝔗𝔥𝔢 𝔇𝔬𝔳𝔢 𝔞𝔫𝔡 𝔗𝔥𝔢 ℭ𝔯𝔬𝔴

The doctor stared at the scene before her. One of the bloodiest massacre’s she’d seen since the Omnic Wars. Bodies torn to shreds, broken bones, twisted faces of pain, agony, and the cry for mercy. The hallways painted crimson with the blood of the innocents.  “Mein gott…”, the blonde, Swedish doctor whispered to herself. Her hands clutching onto her caduceus staff. She couldn’t help but feel her knees buckle and slowly fall to the ground. She did not know these people, but she could practically feel the pain and torment of which those once whole. Her left hand would slowly shift to press against her heart. 

“Who would do such a thing… Such a horrible, horrible thing…”, she nearly gagged as she shifted her gaze to land upon that of yet another twisted face. Funny. She’d seen these faces before in battle. Most of whom where her close friends. She could save them then… But here, she was too late.

Whilst she mourned for the lost souls within this treacherous foundation, she hadn’t noticed a figure behind her. The ghostly, clawed hand of the figure reached out to grasp her hair, yanking her back. With a yelp, the female fell upon her back. Her eyes clenched shut as to not have the being a second glance. 

“Open your eyes, Angela…”, a familiar voice rang out. Almost immediately, her eyes shot open. Crystal blue hues staring straight into the barrel of a shotgun. Her eyes widened before she looked past the barrel and up at the skull-like mask of the one and only, REAPER.

Angela tried to move, but the heavy boots of her past companion pressed down upon her wrists. This caused the doctor to yelp in pain. “Gabriel! Gabriel, please stop this!”, she shouted, or at least she tried. She froze when she heard the clicking of his gun. “Good-bye, little Angel…”, his tone was dark, evil, and held pure hatred. Angela tried to scream as loud as she could. As the gun went off, everything around her went black.

(Art is not mine)

She woke up with a start. Her chest heaving and her body dripping with cold sweat. Tears filled the doctors eyes as she brought her legs up to her chest, stuffing her face into her knees. “Just a dream… Mein gott… J-just a dream…”, she reassured herself. 

After she took her time to calm down, she slowly slid out of her bed and slipped on her slippers. Her daily routine has begun. Ever since she had been invited to work secretly at the foundation, she had a messed up schedule during the day. In the morning? Of course she had that all to herself. She had not told her friends back at Overwatch about this on behalf of the foundations request. 

Slowly, she shuffled over to the calendar. Scanning the day with her tired, blue hues, she then landed on today. “Uh! I have to get ready!”, she immediately sprinted around. Of course she nearly forgot today was the day she met her first SCP for an interview. Quickly, she brushed her hair out and pulled it up. She sprinted around, washing her face, brushing her teeth and getting up and dressed with her lab coat on. Finally, she got rid of what she could of dark circles under her eyes. Checking her appearance, she smiled at herself and placed her glasses upon her head. Fixing her croissant bun braided hair, she opened her bedroom door. In her arm she held a clipboard with the SCP’s file clipped within it.

Checking her watch, she found she would be late if she did not hurry. Her heels clicked against the ground as she caught an elevator down to the Elucid floors of the foundation. A soft hum escaping her excited lips. She seemed to have completely forgotten about her nightmare all together. It was what she had learned to do. Even after her parents deaths, when she was just 7. She learned t o keep that fake smile upon her face.

Soon, the elevator doors opened on the exact floor she was supposed to go. Hurriedly, she ran across the hallways and straight to one cell in particular. “Wew! Made it just in time!”, she says with a happy smile upon her face. A scientist gave her a grey keycard and nodded, “Dr. Ziegler… Please… Be very careful with SCP-“, he was cut off by the blonde doctor herself. “Oh relax, I shall be fine! I’ve been studying his file and video notes for a few weeks now! I believe I know how to make him talk!”, she says pessimistically. The scientist gave her a huff and walked off mumbling, “Your happy nature will not last, doctor”.

With that, she took the card in her hand and slipped onto the card slot, a loud beeping sound heard. Finally, the cell doors opens slowly to reveal the one and only, SCP049 in the flesh. His beak slowly raised up from where he sat shackled to the table. His silverish, blue eyes met Angela’s own.

“Greetings…”

(Art is not mine)

He had been merely thrown into this interview. Figuratively and literally. The shackles that held his wrists down on the cold, metal table seemed tighter than normal. His neck collar followed suit. He grimaced when the guards shoved him down into the seat in front of the table, beginning to lock the chains into their assigned placements within the ground. 

The occasion? It seems he is about the find out. The only information that he was given was what he had over heard the doctors talk about over the comms. 

“Where is she?”, one asked whilst he unknowingly pressed his elbow against the speaker button. Another doctor would clear his throat. “She says she is here, open the gates once she slides the key into the key guard”, he says softly to the other. “Damn, why’d we have to let someone as innocent and pessimistic as this absolute angel come just to have it ripped away from her… Shame..”, he says and picked his elbow from the button before leaning over to open the gate to the interview room.

The entity pictured what this doctor would look like. A female doctor? He’s seen them before, but not many in this foundation. Especially not one who wore garments such as these. She resembled that of an Angel. A pure, beautiful and soul tugging angel… It was almost too good to believe she was even real... As the doors slowly rolled open, a whiff of, pure and white energy struck his bone like mask. Impossible. None here did not carry the pestilence. It confused him for a moment. His gaze met that of icey blue ones. There she was. The doctor herself. Blonde hair pulled up in a lose braid from the back to a bun. Pale skin like that of an Angel. Her features matched her name. Of which he picked up on of course thanks to her name tag. “Doctor Angels Ziegler”. It had a vivid ring to it. It fit her.

He took his chance to speak, “Greetings… Doctor”, his eerie tone echoed through the room. His tone seemed to shift and change from welcoming to curious. But before he could speak, the blonde woman spoke up.

“Hello, doctor! I did not expect the guards to strap you in so tight… They look uncomfortable… Anyways, how are you feeling?”, Angels asked 049 almost immediately. Her heels clicking against the floor to fully enter the room. 

She was… worried? About him? Strange. That feeling of safety and worry nearly left his heart a millennia ago. One of the few things he had to sacrifice to become the GREAT doctor he was today. Though, the feeling of having someone worry for him was a nice touch he needed in his life. It soothed him from the headache that had occurred from being mindlessly and violently jostled around in the chair.

“Ah… No need to worry about me, doctor… I assure you. I am doing quite fine. Although, I am surprised you have little to no trace of the pestilence. You are pure”, he spoke with a tilt of his head as she sat down in front of him. This made Angela chuckle and pick her hand up to place her glasses upon her nose. “Oh dear, but I thought a doctor should always worry about his or her patients. Let alone anyone in need”, she let her gaze rest upon his. He wouldn’t admit it. But her gaze gave him a sense of security. A warmth that he wasn’t sure he welcomed so often spread through his cold, seemingly heartless chest. 

“This is true, Dr. Ziegler”, he says, feeling a chuckle erupt from deep with his chest. “Now tell me about this pestilence. The more I read and study about it, the more it comes to me as the thought of brutal human nature”, Angela asked as she took off her glasses to look up at the plague doctor. 

“Ah, a question I have heard millions of times yet… Few have given a nearly perfect answer such as yours…”, he states. His mind had been blown. The way she studied and simply observes just to come up with an answer practically shows just how intelligent she is. 

“"Ah... indeed you would be correct on that assumption. To remove the pestilence out of an organism, one must root it out completely from the patient's core to prevent them from carrying it further." 049 began to explain. "However... even today my method requires... *perfecting*... the pestilence is constantly... evolving... changing... adapting. Almost fascinating." 049 mused as he tapped his clawed finger against the metal desk.

Angela was stunned. She was correct? Of course she was! She had been studying! And she was good at it too! “Seems like you understand how human nature has changed over the years… Too much violence…. My aim is to end world violence, bring peace and aid to those who need it, and… To keep saving lives of those who need it the most”, she says as she wrote a few notes down about his behavior.

(This is just a sneak peak into my idea of continuing the “The Dove and The Crow”. Mercy and 049! 💕)

[gamingwithprincess]

[kirakiwiwrites]

Today’s hint!

The next characters are… Sue and Will!

(Jump scare warning for second pic 😂)

Sue: “Porcelain! Get your well-proportioned butt over here and stretch! I brought my fork!”

Will: “Rachel, I’ve been assured everything will stay the same, just the camp’s name is a little different.”

(Sorry it’s so late! Had some personal issues to deal with!)

[mystemapoetry]

Behind The Mirror: Introduction - The Birds and The Starlands Part: 1 

To the far north, the world of Mirror becomes a garden of glass and stars, but the farther north you travel, the more the world begins to show its true nature.

A chapter on the Starlands, a beautiful glass landscape in Mirror with a dark side!

[balladsworld]

what are you waiting for? the first scenes of BALLADS: VOLUME ONE (a j.wayne story) are out now! check out balladsworld.com and find the first 4 scenes including a prologue up now!

[mcustrangerthings13]

Chapter one is out now!

Check out my new story Meliorism.

Everyday is the same, boring atmosphere for Elena Mills. She and her friend, Aaron Winston, who Elena has had a crush on for thirteen years, created a game to fix their boring lives. The game is, well, basically all 'fun and games' until Elena's ex-boyfriend, Jake Owens, moves back in town. The game soon comes to an end when fellow students proceed to ruin it and turn it against them with rumors and accusations. Will Elena and Aaron still be friends? Will they become more? Will Elena fall back in-love with Jake? Will they continue the game? Or will they become a part of it? Read to find out.

The story is published on my Wattpad.

@upsidedown_willtwo

[carmenwritesbooks]

Wings Of War (Book 5) (Dragon Wars) - Chapter 57: Fly Away (Jangras PoV) (on Wattpad) https://www.wattpad.com/1340448367-wings-of-war-book-5-dragon-wars-chapter-57-fly?utm_source=web&utm_medium=tumblr&utm_content=share_reading&wp_uname=CarmenWritesBooks It has been a while since Joseph has last heard and seen from the red dragons... the red dragons of course, at that. As the black dragons were in fact still all over the place, just like before. As they were in fact killing every single man woman and child they got in to contact with... The evil seemed to be growing worse and worse... But some thing seemed to be off, as his visions were starting to come from different places... As they were places that were not familiar to the lands he had ever seen or much less even heard of ever before... Joseph had heard of sand... But the sand that he saw seemed to go every where... There was a war going on some where, but he was not sure what the war that was happening... Joseph begins to start to try his best to contact the red dragons for any thing... Because some thing isn't right... Some thing is coming... Mean while, Jangra, his tribe, and the left over red dragon tribes flea out of their lands that they were always used to... There home, it was bleak and empty foggy memory of the past now... Even if they some how won this war... They knew they weren't going to get it back... Things were never going to be the same... And winning the war, all the way out in the lands they had moved to hide to... It sure seemed like there was no hope at winning this war... As the black dragons wanted all of the red dragons killed, just as they wanted for the humans... Slowly, the red dragons are being hunted, and are being attacked and taken down... The red dragons must find some sort of hope in this new lands that they are in... Because they can't give up and give in to this new life of running... At some point, they must fight back...

[fotfupdates]

Starting Fate of the Fae!

[live-again2morrow]

That night, as I lay in bed, the newfound knowledge occupied my thoughts. In the stillness of the darkness, I felt a surge of unfamiliar emotions wash over me - urgency, frustration, and an overwhelming sense of satisfaction. These emotions didn't feel like my own. With a sense of wonder, I realized that the connection between myself and this mysterious entity (whom I sincerely hoped was a super cute guy with a heart-stopping smile) was not one-sided; they, too, could sense my thoughts.

Intrigued and emboldened, I decided to do a little experiment and nurture the bond, reaching out with every fibre of my being. I sent a bold "Halla" through what I believed to be the connection, a strange part of me hoping that this was all a vivid dream. I nearly fell off my bed when a clear voice replied "It was about tim

Closer Than Touch, Separated by Light Years (on Wattpad) https://www.wattpad.com/story/354567305-closer-than-touch-separated-by-light-years?utm_source=web&utm_medium=tumblr&utm_content=share_myworks&wp_uname=Avireals&wp_originator=wNGFr2Vv8fhqjFzQUkV6LoghAIJ0SZSHFAXwajMMZ%2FHy9s4dfKDQJfQBhCLhuJgnprAgSrV4V%2F21QZhsSV7Ewv3LboKx%2FS5DSpfwcXIv1udG8XBic%2BoPM%2Byu7PNDofes Anaya is a gifted architecture student plagued by vivid dreams of a mysterious stranger - Altair. When their telepathic soulmate connection strengthens, she discovers he exists lightyears away in an advanced yet undiscovered world. Though their souls and minds are intimately joined, Altair and Anaya know the vast distance between their realms makes a physical romance impossible. As their emotional and intellectual bond deepens, an undeniable yearning blossoms alongside the harsh reality that they may never hold each other. But Anaya and Altair refuse to let even the universe keep them apart. Through breathtaking visions and late-night talks that lift their spirits across the stars, their relationship flourishes into a love transcending all boundaries. Faced with crossing paths forever, the soulmates fight to defy reality's cruel limitations.But will defying fate cost Anaya everything she cherishes on Earth?