Pace MD. (Lee x Reader) - PrologueProloguePace MD. (Lee x Reader) - Prologue by Alpanu
It was goddamn cold. Not commonly-autumn cold but freezing cold. Temperature dropped far below average this November; last weekend it was snowing for the first time this upcoming winter. The thin layer of snow melted during the following day and since then, it was raining. This day was not an exception, though the heavy skies seemed to be somehow tired, blessing the city with occasional showers. Nevertheless, a cold wind started to blow, casting out the last remnants of warmth from anyone who was foolish enough to go out, including you.
You cursed under your breath when the strong wind revealed your coat open. Wrapping it tightly around you, you hung your head low and like this you were fighting your way through almost empty streets towards the metro station. You cursed under your breath when the wind raised some rain-forgotten dust and blew it into your eyes. It stung and you were unable to clean your vision in this nasty weather, no matter how hard yo
Sebastian x Baby Reader: Valentine RendezvousSebastian x Baby Reader: Valentine Rendezvous by Tarnisis
Sebastian x Baby Reader: Valentine Rendezvous
It was almost midnight and Sebastian Michaelis, the demon Butler of Ciel Phantomhive, sat in quietude within his private chambers. In the darkly furnished room, that he was able to call his own, the demon no longer stood on ceremony- having long since been left to his own devices for the evening. His usual dress coat and shoes had been shucked and all that remained of his uniform was the shirt and pristine sleek black pants.
It was a fact that demon’s rarely needed physical rest, so Sebastian had made no move to sleep, and had opted for his normal silent contemplation. Each night, after his Master and Mistress had retired, the butler would sit at his window, gazing out onto the bleak London nights and think upon his past and present. . . until he heard it.
It would start as an almost imperceptible whimper; only sought out by his ears alone. Then as the minutes would c
The Truffula Fairy: Chapt 1There were once two kingdoms that were the worst of all neighbors. The human lands were ruled by a wicked, greedy queen named Isabella who greatly envied her neighboring land. It was a beautiful and magical place where the Fair Folk lived. She would do anything to have such a land as the Moors. She would stare out of the window at the beautiful lands with the colorful trees. Yet every attempt she made to conquer this magical land would end miserably since the Moors were protected by the Guardian called the Lorax.The Truffula Fairy: Chapt 1 by bloodrosered
Yet, as the Lorax grew older, he knew it would be time to choose another Guardian. The Lorax had a young pupil who he raised to be his next successor.
In a great tree on a cliff lived one such a spirit. One might take her for a girl. But she wasn't just an ordinary girl. She was a fairy. She was pale green with eyes the color of moss. Her hair was orange to show her contentment and joy. She had beautiful wings as well. The fairy lay on her hammock in Mother Tree, as she called
The Snow King: 2-Do the Magic!The Snow King: 2-Do the Magic! by bloodrosered
Cut through the heart, cold and clear,
Strike for love and strike for fear
Jack loved sharing his magic with Colleen. The two would have fun together whenever Colleen would visit. She would be excited to see her best friend from the moment she set foot in Arendelle, knowing Jack would create his winter magic when everyone was asleep.
One night, the sky lit up with the aurora lights, awakening the little princess. She ran to the window and watched in awe the colorful display. She couldn't go back to sleep. She wanted to play with her best friend. Tiptoeing down the hallway towards Jack's room, she was trembling with excitement. Upon entering the sleeping prince's room, she climbed up his bed, shaking him to wake him up.
"Psst!" whispered Colleen. "Frostbite! Wake up, wake up! Wake UP!"
The sleepy prince pulled the blanket over his head when he heard his nickname. As much as he liked playing with Colleen, today he wanted to jus
Cop Babes in the WoodsThis is an age regression story told as a cross between the show "Cops" and the 1932 disney short "Babes in the Woods (mainly the version from the show Belle: sing me a story. I wrote it because I don't know if you ever saw the show as a kid, but it featured a live action Belle reading children poorly dubbed versions of Disney shorts with totally different song. Anyway, the one for 'Babes in the woods' was "Working together." I felt that the short had so little do with it and I decided to rework it as a cop story with the message better enforced. Do commentCop Babes in the Woods by Hedging
Once upon a time, a story was told
about officers, kidnappings and witches of old.
They haunted the stations and houses and dells
and this is the legend the police records tell:
Oh, don't you remember thirty-three years ago?
When that police lady and young boy whose names I don’t know
(actually I do, but it had to rhyme somehow!)
They wandered away on a cold winters day
and were lost in a wood,
I've heard peop
The snow white TG of David MurphyI need feedback to know if my writing style is good or not, so please don't forget to comment and tell me what you think when you finish reading! Not one of my strongest stories, but it's still pretty funny and I think you'll enjoy it!The snow white TG of David Murphy by Hedging
Have you heard the story of Snow White? Probably. She was a young princess damsel in distress who was tricked by her stepmom into eating an apple cursed with a sleeping spell, but was saved by a prince. But what few people know is one thing....Snow White didn't really do all that stuff! In fact, she wasn't even a real person at first! She was created out of another person! A man named David Murphy! Here's what happened.
Prince Charming's servant mildred was cleaning one day, when the prince entered with a look of horror on his face.
"What's wrong sir?" she asked.
"Oh Mildred, I've gotta find a bride!" he exclaimed. "In two days!"
"What do you need a bride for?" she asked. "I thought you wanted to be single."
"I know, but you see my brother Frederick is c
Breaking a promise can make you feel like a horseA horse TF storyBreaking a promise can make you feel like a horse by Hedging
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“Is breakfast ready?” Matthew Jung asked his wife Jennifer.
“It will be in about fifteen minutes.” Jennifer said. “I hope you don't bet that to Gustafson either.”
“Honey, how many times do I have to say I’m sorry?!” Matthew cried.
"Matthew, sorry just isn’t enough.” Jennifer said. “It won’t undo what you did and get us our money back.”
Matthew Jung was a young farmer who lived with his wife Jennifer and three kids on a farm. They were doing fairly well until Matthew one day made a very stupid bet without talking to his wife first with his old rival, Stanley Gustafson to see which horse was the faster one. The loser would have to pay the winner their horse and almost all their money. Guess which one lost. Matthew tried to get a new horse to do Rocko’s work and hopefully make him and his family a profit again…but the only horse he could afford now was
The Test Of Time: A TG Epic In Four Dimensions 3EveThe Test Of Time: A TG Epic In Four Dimensions 3 by jim-ruggeri
The quiet of the valley had not been quite so disturbed before. While a ploughman forced the oxen onward, drawing a heavy bolt through the uneven ground, children played down by the river. A washerwoman pinned cloth to a line in the open field, and the men took a break outside the pub, sipping rich ales. It was springtime, about to be summer, and all was well in the world. You could have heard your individual breaths on the air, the place was as quiet as the grave.
Then a thump, a skidding sound, kicking up mud and soil, mulchy fallen leaves from last winter, sending the animals scurrying away. The forest was a gnarled, dark place, where the people rarely dared to tread, lest the devil himself take them. And while they might have been as superstitious as anyone else in this time, they more than anyone else had reason to fear the darkness between the thick, ancient tree trunks. Nash landed, undisturbed, in a small clearing. Smeared with soil, and blinking in the bright sunlight, lik
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