Grimm Powers PrologueGrimm PowersGrimm Powers Prologue7 hours ago in General Fiction More Like This
Welcome to a tale of Pokemon. This tale takes place in a world you've never seen, except perhaps in your dreams.
This world is called Poke'vania. A place where the sky is half day, half night, and the only sign of time changing is when the clock strikes 12 twice.
This world has many places but this story begins in a small town notable for its clock tower, and its history of unusual powered being residing there.
Welcome to Edge.
It just so happens to be day right now and the clock just struck noon as a Froslass races through the streets hovering here, there, and everywhere. Looking at the Frosslass you'd see a beautiful female. This is Icy.
Not long after an encounter with the Vileplume perfume vendor she reaches a small teepee patterned with celestial symbols.
Opening her mouth to speak she stops and hovers close to the fabric and listens to the sound of heavy breathing. Icy rolls her eyes.
Phasing her right arm through the teepee she points at the ground in gener
Creepypasta x Reader: Hatred Ch. 4 Your P.O.VCreepypasta x Reader: Hatred Ch. 42 hours ago in Horror More Like This
After her left I began to re-trace my steps back to the room I woke up in. Only I didn't know which door is which among the doors. There was many different colored doors. One by one I decided to check. I opened a white door with bloodstains all over it. It was a messy room. knives, glass bits, and clothes all over the floor. "Nope." I said as I deny entering the room. I opened an orange door and entered. There was a double-deck bed on the right side of the room and it was cleaner and neater than the last door. "This'll do. Nobody would mind if I just stayed here for a bit, right?" I said mentally as I faced a mirror from across the room. I put on the contact lenses that had the exact color of my natural (e/c)-colored eyes. But I don't see the point why I would need these. I considered having red eyes is
Creepypasta x reader: Hatred Ch. 3Creepypasta x reader: Hatred Ch. 33 hours ago in Horror More Like This
I woke up in a random room. The walls are different from the walls of my room. It was gray, it had crack and blood stains all over. I rested in a bed. I remembered what happened last night. I saw a broken mirror on the other side of the room. It only showed my bloody and tattered clothes. "So it wasn't a dream..." I said to myself as I exit the room. Outside was a corridor. There were different doors and some picture frames hanging on the walls.
I walk down the corridor. Trying to find the exit while checking the picture frames. I stop by to see a picture frame that showed a faceless man wearing a suit with tendrils around his back. Weird.. "Child, I see you are aw
Come Out and PlayA/N: This could have been A LOT more gory, but I lightened up on the descriptions for the sake of the easily sickened. But still, read with caution. I'm not sure if this needs a content label or not. Tell me if it does!Come Out and Play3 hours ago in Horror More Like This
Feet flying across the hall’s floor, and another pair almost-silently leaping not far behind the former, Sherlock Holmes sprinted down the unlit corridor. He searched his clothes for a gun, a knife, handcuffs even, just something to use as a weapon, but once again found nothing. …Why was he running again?
Suddenly a bullet dove into the left wall, just missing one of Sherlock’s dark curls. That’s why. ‘Sherloooock,’ a voice sang over the sound of racing footfalls. 'You might as well give up. I think we both know who’s going to win this little game of cat and mouse.’
The consulting detective retraced his steps in his mind, attempting to find how exactly he got into this mess.