This story follows on from "A Second Life -- Chapter 8". Once again, all the characters, places and events in the story are pure fiction and straight out of my active imagination. I do not accept any responsibility for any resemblance to real people, places or events that occur anywhere. ............ Chelsea paced impatiently back and forth in the public...
Relief floods you as you step out of the dark caravan, the stench and humidity of sweat and shit finally giving way to fresh air and light. Then the crowd bursts into life. Demons, goblins, elves, vampires, lizard morphs, and even other humans, all rouse into an insatiable frenzy, their bloodlust hanging thick in the Arena, a behemoth structure of demonstone...
This is the story about the body traits changer which is Michael the main character in this story and also this is the latest series of my story hope you all like it and feel free to leave some comments so that I can improve it. Characters in this story: Michael Johnson, 18 years old, 5’6 tall, he is a normal boy in school and with average weight. He is go...
In the world of Atros it seemed sometimes that problems spread like a cold. Everyone had them, no one could fix them for good, and whenever they did get fixed, three more came up to take its place. Whether it was rampaging goblins, warring nobles, or kidnapping bandits, there was always something causing problems. But it isn't all bad, where some people see...
The Arrival It was a rainy day in Forks and looking out the window was met by Sue, my Aunt staring at me through her mirror at me, "It's Okay Damian, Charlie will take care of it all!" "I just can't believe she is gone! it was only yesterday when I was sat there watching the game with her and now she is gone!" she nodded before smiling sp...
Yo, sup, hey, hola... urrh.... urrrh konichiwa? -ah shit I can't say that one or I am a Weeb..... um hello and welcome to the Festival, I am the Narrator I guess, I mean, like it isn't my job or anything-well it is but i'm not getting paid but-you fucking get it, I am the Narrator My name? I'm sure you can guess... but during the festival i suppose just &quo...
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Frank carried his espresso out onto his deck and sighed as he sank into a lounge chair. It was a beautiful late summer morning, and he smiled as he looked over his garden, enjoying the chatter of birds. It was tranquil and pleasant, a little boring compared to the streets of the city he had lived most of his life, and made his money, but it was safe, as long...
The Chaldea Security Organisation is one that endeavours to protect all of Pan Human History from temporal attacks, to ensure that humanity continues to move towards a future that will always be there if they have anything to say about it. But then the bombs went off. Now Chaldea stands upon a precipice. The vast majority of their staff, and most importantly...
Finally on the fourth day since their arrival, Eva managed to slip away from her prison guard -- or so she had started to think about him. It was in the middle of the day and Eva carefully peered into the kitchen area. It was empty. Just as she had expected. The entire staff had an hour off before they would start dinner, and that hour was more than enough...