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Invitacion misteriosa parte 9POV Marshall

Veia a todas las personas hablar pero verlas me mareaba mucho y Gumball daba muchas vueltas golpeando su cabeza contra la pared, casi todo lo que veia era doble estaba muy mareado y fue cuando venia Cake que me calme un poco.

*ruido*

C -Gumball que es lo que querias por que me llamastes tan alterado?-

PG -Cake que bueno que llegas a Marshall lo golpearon y mira lo que pusieron en la habitacion de Fionna- entran en la habitacion

C -Quien fue el que escribio esto!?-

PG -No lo se solo escribieron: Entregenos a Fionna o todos moriran-

C -Si ya vi que dice eso, pero quien lo pudo haber escrito?!-

PG -Pues yo digo que fue el miInvitacion misteriosa parte 95 hours ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes

What a Mistake Chapter 2 SilenceWhat a Mistake Chapter 2 Silence

UPDATE: Mkay. So I know that my first one sucked. Sorry about that. I was rushing so fast because I had to go until I found out I could stash it ^^; It was embaressing. Also, some of you thought that I copied some things but as you get to see more of the book you will get the drift.
See the difference?
Storm*my old series*- A cat gets dropped out of her mothers grip and raised by wolves. The whole forest is soon after her because cats cannot play with wolfs and a mysterious feline is after them.
Wolves Of The Beyond- A wolf pup is born with a twisted paw and is forced to be left to die until by a grizzly beaWhat a Mistake Chapter 2 Silence4 hours ago in Introductions & Chapters

Dreamweavers 6.37 hours ago in Introductions & Chapters

The Red Cat Chapter 1 Bureaucratic GreedIt was already hours past midnight. Thunderstorms were raging across the darkened, cloudy sky above a small-town shrouded in the street light’s twilight. Heavy drops of rain were falling from the sky and they seemed invisible until they’ve entered the treacherously bright light of the already mentioned street lights. One could literally see how they glistened in the light as they kept falling until they’ve hit the cold walkway made of concrete and bricks and then they proceeded to burst into a dozen of smaller raindrops which glistened even more. From time to time the occasional mumbling of the thunders could be heard, when The Red Cat Chapter 1 Bureaucratic Greed16 hours ago in Introductions & Chapters

Just Pray -Kennel Disaster Pt. 1They say you're safe in the mountains, that it's like being in a forcefield that just keeps the storms out. But that's not really true. But if they make it past that barrier, if they find that passage before they spin out looking for it, it's devesation. They're caught, looking for a way out and until they find it, or wind down, it's on. Bouncing from mountain to mountain, ripping through valleys and hollers without remorse.
This was the lesson we learned that day, that you're never really safe.
The news had said severe thunderstorms were on their way, to take heed of damaging winds and hail and rain. But that was all they said before the poJust Pray -Kennel Disaster Pt. 15 hours ago in Short Stories

Atoms Everything is made of atoms. Air, metal, plastic, concrete, wire, milk, glass, tables, linoleum, microwaves, frozen lasagne. People. Groups of atoms making matter making cells making tissues making organs making systems making bodies.

This is what Peter thinks as the microwave mmmmmmmmmms. The spinning pre-cooked meal is a hypnotist’s pendant to his vacant eyes, creating a trance in which he is free to explore the possibilities locked in his head.

In childhood, Peter was easily amused. Toasting, squeezing, stretching, painting and eating. These were his favourite things. He despised watching television. His mAtoms11 hours ago in Short Stories

North - Chapter 9 - Forget The same dimly lit floral walls met Sage’s eyes as they split open. More light had slithered it’s way into the room than before; the first sign that it was past sunrise. It was also the first sign that something wasn’t right. First, The door was wide open, something Faith made sure to fix the night before. Second, almost half of the door was blackishly tinted, getting darker as it met the hinges. With a quick scan, Sage looked around. It was a strange reaction of confusion and relief that no blood was found. Not a trace had been caught on the wall, floor, or her for that matter. The dust covering the floor had been grNorth - Chapter 9 - Forget2 hours ago in Introductions & Chapters

Memory of the Sun. Chapter 1."Not again. Not bloody again!" Laurel Owen sighed, as the car refused to start. Turning the key only resulted in the lights on the dashboard flashing for half a second. The car had suffered starting difficulties all week, and only in the morning. Today it didn't seem to want to start at all.

Adelaine looked at her mother, who was getting into a state of controlled despair. "Maybe it's the rain that's doing it?" she wondered. "It may have drowned the engine."

"No, I don't think so," Laurel replied. "There is something odd about this car. It's been like this since the move. I think it must have taken some sort of damage on the journey out herMemory of the Sun. Chapter 1.4 hours ago in Introductions & Chapters

The Blind Banker: Chapter 1CHAPTER 1: Revenge of the Self-Checkout

John Watson was a bit of an optimist. He was a loyal army doctor who was invalidated home from the front in Afghanistan after receiving a wound to the shoulder and a psychosomatic limp. Thinking he wanted a rest, he was proved wrong by the intervention of a bizarre man. Sherlock Holmes. A consulting detective, the only one, he helped the London Metropolitan when they proved to be unable to put two and two together. They recently became acquaintances after deducting the identity of the mastermind behind the serial suicides. Now they lived in a flat on Baker Street, with Sherlock looking for work and JohThe Blind Banker: Chapter 14 hours ago in Introductions & Chapters

The Observer x reader: CACFL? part 3The Observer x reader: Can a creeper feel love?

I felt someone was above me and I did everything I could to keep myself awake
''Hey, Itoldyounottofallasleep'' I felt a hand grabbed my right breast and squeezed.
''HEY! What do you think you are doing?'' I said and looked at him
''You're called the Observer right?;'' I asked, forgetting that he was holding my breast.
''SoyouknowwhatI'mknownfornow''

We were now sitting in the living room and said nothing, I did bother me a bit that he was staring at me and grinned.
''So what do you mean you want to continue the game?'' I asked and sat down beside him
''You'renotliketheothersweplayedwith, youhaThe Observer x reader: CACFL? part 37 hours ago in Introductions & Chapters

Latynoska sprawa [3/3][3/3]
John zaczął się zastanawiać, jak upchnąć cztery osoby do jednej taksówki. Niepotrzebnie. O dziwo Sherlock popędził pieszo ulicą. Czyżby sprawca był gdzieś blisko? Śnieg zgrzytał pod ich nogami i przyklejał się im do butów. Było zimno, mróz cały czas nie opuszczał miasta. Musieli stwarzać naprawdę osobliwy widok, dwóch Brytyjczyków i dwóch Latynosów- chociaż z daleka Martina można by chyba też wziąć za Anglika- biegnących, jakby ich coś goniło.
Nikt oprócz Holmesa nie miał chyba zielonego pojęcia, co właściwie robili i dlaczego detektyw miotał się po uliczkach Londynu, jakby oszalał. Watson przyuważył przy okazji, że obu ich niecodziennych towarzyszy miało świetną kondycję.
Nagle Sherlock zatrzymał się gwLatynoska sprawa [3/3]8 hours ago in Introductions & Chapters

Iceland pen pal x reader part 3jumping about in my bedroom I get changed to go out,but my annoying brothers decide to barge in,ok Adam barges in.
"OI! shrimp get over here! I wanna hug!" I scream as he tackles me to the floor cuddling me like a little puppy.
"my little sister is not leaving this house!" Charlie barges in a look of anger is replaced by protectiveness.
"me and Adam shall come and watch you!" I pale.
"NO! not that! last time you gave my friends my baby pics!!" I struggle and yell till James enters,he hands me a letter and I spot its from Emil,I grin jumping on my bed and reading it.

To [Name]
I am not secretive! I just do not wish to give out a life story toIceland pen pal x reader part 39 hours ago in Introductions & Chapters

Tobyn War of Spirits (Chapter Nine)When Martyn awoke his whole body tingled, the weight of his greasy and knotty hair was no longer there, his stomach felt full and bones weren’t aching, he felt clean. His eyes flickered open, he lay still on a warm and comfy bed until he had gotten used to the lighting, he looked ahead of himself, seeing Lewis, Duncan and Toby both sitting down smiling at him, he smiled back and slowly sat up.

Against Duncan’s instructions Toby leapt from his seat, scrambling onto the bed and wrapping his arms around the blond, burying his head into his shoulder. Martyn wrapped his arm around Toby and let the sweet scent of his hair swift past hiTobyn War of Spirits (Chapter Nine)23 hours ago in Introductions & Chapters

Should I be Happy? Am I happy or is it my imagination? Could I be really happy when my life is crap and all I want to do is just find a hole and die in it, no I haven't felt that way since, since that day and the days before that. My name is ____ and my life outside of my family seems perfectly normal but when they see the real side of me they are either sorry or frightened by it. So I never tell what my life is when it comes to my family all i just say is.
"My Family is complicated and I rather not talk about it."
I have had only two friends my whole entire life and that’s because they are the only ones who would come and talk with me or wouldShould I be Happy?3 hours ago in Short Stories

Mr. The Detective ManMr. The Detective Man was not a very good detective. In fact, anyone who pays $54.99 to change his name to “Mr. The Detective Man” probably isn’t a good detective. Mr. The Detective Man, however, was particularly bad. He would always blame the first person he saw.

His best acquaintance, because he didn’t have friends, was Tall Big. Tall Big, as his name implies, was tall and big for his age. Well, he was about the size of a thirteen year old boy, but he was five. This was no real aid to Mr. The Detective Man on his, umm... “investigations,” except for the fact that Tall Big was much smarter than Mr. The DeMr. The Detective Man3 hours ago in Short Stories

Paint DryIn.

Out.

I smirk, watching the wet, white bead of paint slowly crawl down the wall in front of me. My breaths are deep and low and I feel content. The now white wall glistens in patches in front of me. A soft laugh escapes my lips.

Flash. Dark spots, red vision, red hands. Trembling, a roaring sound. White.

My smirk widens into a grin. The exhilaration is still delicious to think about. My hands still feel the power that coursed through my limbs and body. White paint everywhere, wet and dry, still gives off the chemical smell. Sharp, clean, and poisonous, I enjoy how intoxicatingly it comes through my nostrils into my lungs. The bead is sPaint Dry3 hours ago in Short Stories

Preludio del Cazador¿Cuánto tiempo ha pasado desde la última vez que viste como las hojas secas caen y la sensación que envuelve tu cálida estancia se torna fría y seca?

La cantidad de trigo que habían en esa habitación era irreal…todas las paredes estaban pintadas por frescos de grandes praderas llenas de trigo y siempre sobre una colina un árbol dorado siendo azotado por algún insolente viento del este ¿o será del oeste? ¿Norte? ¿Noreste? ¿Dónde estaba el sol? ¿Es acaso esto tarde o día? ¿Por qué veo estrellas en ePreludio del Cazador10 hours ago in Short Stories

Sacrifice Prolouge:

Sacrifice

Prologue:
There she was again, holding the rusty dagger to my throat. I could smell the bitter smell of the blade. It made my body stiffen; it made me scared. Her midnight hair dancing in the cool winds that gave me goosebumps on my pale skin. Her bright blue eyes fixed on mine like a heat-seeking missile, and I couldn't help but look back at her due to the fact of her fearful beauty. Her face as blank as a clean sheet of paper but her eyes speaks vengeance. Her arm raises up, exposing the dirty silver in the air. It glistens in the moonlight; it shines like a star. I was terrified butSacrifice Prolouge:52 minutes ago in Introductions & Chapters

blind part 2"Hey."
a voice greets you as you regain your focus again. then you pause. i must have fallen asleep, you think idly. you don't remember falling asleep, but that's because all you can see is the dark. vaguely you remember the last time you were awake; his arms around you, how he tried to comfort you, your face landing in his shirt-
-with that you bolt upright, feeling your face burn red. the speed of your movement startles him. it also makes you dizzy and light headed. you feel yourself wobble.
"Slow down there, speed racer. you don't want to hurt yourself." his voice scolds you jokingly. you feel a shift under you and you realize that you areblind part 25 hours ago in Introductions & Chapters

ARCANE DEUX: chapter 11
(Jason Reneau/Arcane)
We took off down the hallway, dodging left and right as the walls around us broke open, a long serpent flying from hole to hole, trying to bite into us with his venomous fangs. My teammate took to her wings, zooming down the hallway faster than I could keep up on my feet. Luckily, after joining the Green Bolt's superhero Guild, I was given some upgrades to my equipment. I leapt into the air, quickly clicking a button on the outer edge of my ankles. As soon as I did, three wheels snapped into place onto the bottom of each of my feet. I sped down the hallway after her, my feet producing a steady stream of blues sparks. TARCANE DEUX: chapter 16 hours ago in Introductions & Chapters

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