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Digimon Ch.3

Either way, since he’s turned his back on me, I do the rational thing and jump out of the crib and take to running again, headed for the forest. Somehow, running feels even faster now, which is a really nice feeling.

I’d probably feel pretty good about the general situation if my adrenaline wasn’t running out fast. I’m basically going on fumes, you know?

But, as soon as I emerge into the woods, I feel a surge of relaxation go through me, draining me of the electri...

Digimon Ch.2

Thump, thump, thump.

I turn a staring eye toward the thumps, finding Elecmon just about done with his bottle-ing, moving back towards the play-cubes, back towards me. My eye moves frantically between the darkness of the crib and the fluffy grass below. This is it. This is what everything hinges on. Will I have courage, or will I be a coward?

I clutch my eye close, and in a movement guided as much by inertia as by bravery, I take the leap. The world tumbles around...

Digimon Ch.1

Beep beep. Beep beep. Beep beep…

Beeeeeeeeeeeep.

Silence, darkness, I awaken with a startle but the silence and darkness is still there, surrounding me, advancing on all sides, threatening me with its overbearing nothingness.

Ah-, aaaaaaaah!

My arms shoot out, clawing against the darkness, fighting for my life, feeling my pulse quicken into the pace of an average dubstep song, pressing, pulling, doing everything my poor little limbs can, hoping for ...

Becoming a Troll Ch.23

Eyelessly, it watches as I basically limp over from where I’d fallen, trying my best to take as quick and shallow breaths as possible. A quick look back tells me that its dad got his horns stuck in a tree. A brief but vital pause. I can feel a grin rise to my lips.

Its breathing is heavy as it lays there, mutely watching me approach, seemingly unable to bring itself back to its feet. A spool of blood has lazily unfurled from its slightly opened neck. And it smells so, so good...

Becoming a Troll Ch.22

-Deer(D-)

Stage: Juvenile

Health: 70/72

State: Startled, Relieved-

The deer seems content enough with its sudden aggressor dead, but it has obviously not expected yours truly. Or maybe my camouflage is a bit better than I thought? Either way, when I suddenly come lunging at it, it is very much surprised. It steps back in shock, but it is far from enough as I come leaping upon it, jumping onto its front leg and then climbing aboard its back. The hair isn’t too friendl...

Becoming a Troll Ch.21

No, seriously.

Look, I understand liking food, but that deer is beyond just bloated. It’s basically melting from the inside out. And this thing… It’s a badger, apparently, although it doesn’t look like it. Well, okay, it does look like a badger, just not any American ones, which is pretty self-explanatory, I guess. It’s got two big, black stripes running down its face. Oh, not counting the way the entire lower half of said face is covered in black, corroded goop.

Becoming a Troll Ch.20

It was a horrible rest, really. The kind you’d have following stormy autumn days where you had spent too much time playing outside yesterday and you felt so tired and hot and cold that you didn’t know what to do with yourself. And your mum who was happy to have an excuse to be home would give you something warm and tasty to eat but you were too tired to eat it so you just fell asleep.

And when you slept you’d feel so hot but if you took off your covers you were so cold and nothing...

Needletongue, Carrotcake Ch.5

Let’s take a look at my options.

Option one: attack, escape, swallow regrets. I’d rather not do this one since Flyby seems like a nice fella and I feel like if I put one claw on him I’d have like a gazillion cats and dogs on my tail ready to snap me in half.

Option two: sleep it off. I take a nap and in the morning while he’s trying to get me out of the house, I thrash until he has no choice but to let me go, effectively putting me back at square one. I don’t like this o...

Needletonge, Carrotcake Ch.4

As they say, the night is young. Vernon Hell-whatever won’t tell me what I can and can’t do? Fine. I’ll just find out on my own. How hard can it be?

I take a deep breath. The cold against my gums and the nauseating smell of the sugar plant take me by surprise and I stumble away from the window. I poke my fingers inside my mouth again. No sign of any new teeth growing in. But that can’t really be it. Cool, sharp teeth are the signature of every vampire. Who ever heard of a toothl...

Needletongue, Carrotcake Chap.3

I take a step back. His eyes sharpen, like an eagle’s. “...No, we haven’t.” His voice is slick, professional, yet somehow curious. He takes a step closer, looming over me, but I can’t move anymore. I can feel his gaze move from my face onto my hood and I can almost see the question forming in his head. I can do nothing but stare in silent dread as he reaches up one gloved hand—is this the one that touched her face?—and flicks off the hood.

He blinks at me. All pretence of ...

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Hi fellas! The pre-order for the E-book version is now live!! It (alongside paperback and audiobook versions) will be released on the 5th of July, but I've been told to try and get as many reviews for it as I can before the 20'th, for... some... reason. I think they might want stuff to put on the book as like advertisements or something but I have no clue.

So, yeah! Go do that!! If you loved the book, make yourselves heard!!! In the meantime, I have a certain vampire story to continue.....

Needletongue, Carrotcake Chap.2

When I wake up the next morning, my gums hurt and there’s a pile of loose, bloody teeth on my pillow. For a terrifying, panicking second I imagine my mouth must be like that of the woman’s, needletongued and toothless, but when I thrust my fingers inside and feel around I find a row of teeth and a regular tongue meeting me. Yet another form of horror surges up my spine and I bolt up in bed, jerking my head back and forth, looking into the shadows of the room, trying to spot her. But she i...

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Needletongue, Carrotcake Chap.1

Once I’ve stopped sniffling I only have to wait an hour or so for the school to go dark and quiet, but I stay perched on the closed toilet, hugging my knees to my chest. Even though my hoodie is still wet I don't move for the toilet paper. It’s almost out so it wouldn’t be much help anyway.

In the darkness I can’t tell what the time is but nobody has come into the men’s toilet for a while so it must be past eighteen. Just a little more and I can go home. Those guys usually don...

Planet-Eater Chapter 73

“-One more time!”

Atte stumbles away and places one hand on Typhin’s chair, taking a deep breath. “N-, no, I think I’d rather not.”

“Why not? Isn’t it fun being in the air? I bet it feels like a neato carnival ride!”

He holds up one finger. “The first time, it felt like fun. Past that? No.” I look at him, consciously trying to form my face into that of a sad puppy-dog. “D-, don’t look at me like that, man! It’s not that I don’t want to ...

Planet-Eater Chapter 72

As happens after such events as this, the world just keeps moving.

I’m not sure exactly how long it took before Typhin poked his head into the room and asked me if I was okay, but I think it was anywhere between five minutes and five hours. As is customary, I told him I was fine. Whether he actually believed it or not is uncertain, but at least he let me stay in here. Just for a little while.

I lean back on his bed and close my eyes. The world shifts to a starry black and I’m ...

Kreig Goes Apeshit Ch.10

During their time riding with Hans, it became pretty clear pretty quick that he was not one who enjoyed sitting in silence. Likewise, he didn’t enjoy having his two passengers speak amongst themselves in a foreign language. But, as far as Kreig could tell, it wasn’t as though he couldn’t bring himself to speak out about it, either.

All and all, there was little doubt in Kreig’s mind that Hans was, at the moment, pretty confused. It didn’t take many minutes before he started tr...

Kreig Goes Apeshit Ch.9

I took winter break. I barely write. I'm sorry, little ones, my fingers no longer move.

Since human territory remained far-off, they decided to set camp for the night. A small opening beneath a cliff made for a good hide-out. They couldn’t exactly predict where a village might be, but so far they were following a small but well-walked path that suggested the existence of civilization.

With night descending as deeply as it only did ...

Kreig Goes Apeshit Ch.8

Her tense body slumped over, previously despairing eyes now growing hazy and distant. It was almost as though she had fallen asleep with her eyes open. But her head remained in his hands.

It wasn’t a skill he enjoyed using, but at this moment, he had no choice.

Softly, he spoke the word that would begin the process, “Awaken.”

Her head rose slightly, half-dead eyes still stained with mud and tears rolling to meet his. “Hello,” she said in a monotone voice.

“...

Kreig Goes Apeshit Ch.7

Mud. There was mud all around him. Mud and soldiers crawling in it, spilling blood and guts and flesh to make more mud. Kreig cut them all down with certainty. They were nothing but fodder, useless trash there to keep him from killing anyone else anywhere else. But they couldn’t keep him here forever.

He was tired of the red sky. He was tired of the mud. He was tired of the death.

But if he only killed this one, then…

“STOP!”

His sword stopped. Before ...

Kreig Goes Apeshit Ch.6

They did visit him now and then.

For a week or so, there was a lot of here-and-there about where he should be kept. Kreig knew about this only because George ranted about it at times when they visited. They didn’t want him in the very city centre for obvious reasons, but if they wanted him to handle portals, then they would need to have him someplace where he could easily have access to those. In the end, they went with the option of convenience and kept him in the facility. There, he...

Kreig Goes Apeshit Ch.5

“Thank you, Lord. Amen.”

That’s what he said. After all of it.

Softly, barely perceivable. But everyone heard it, because nobody else dared say a word.

A select few officers were still seated, determined to go down with the ship. Sir Reiker, representative of the founders, was one of these few. Sam was not. She had already been standing, but that didn’t mean she had escaped. As a matter of fact, she hadn’t even tried to run. The most simple reason as to wh...

Kreig Goes Apeshit Ch.4

He had not accepted anything they gave him.

They had presented him with food, water, a nice place to rest, and anything else he might want. But he didn’t need any of that, nor had he wanted it. Since his time there was hopefully fleeting, Kreig had chosen not to get comfortable. If he sat down and unloaded himself, he was afraid he wouldn’t be able to get up again, should the situation require it.

His mind was far too full of questions to handle it anyways.

Ten years. It...

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Requested by Patrick Brown - A day in the life of the Five Bodies!

It was the seventh of December, though the month wasn’t called that here. Kreig really wasn’t too sure exactly what it was called since he hadn’t learnt Mandarin fluently yet, but it was still the same month. Knowing that the months numbered twelve even in this world made him happy.

It had been two years and around one month since he and his friends had been summoned. Most of this time had been spe...

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Kreig Goes Apeshit Ch.3

“It has to be a coincidence,” Sam said, pacing up and down the hallway.

George followed her with his eyes. Unlike her, he was able to keep his cool and remain seated at the table, a letter cradled between his fingers. He turned back to the title at the very top. ‘The interrogation of Kreig Wiedermann.’ A coincidence. Sure.

“There is no way in the world that that angel is Kreig. Because Kreig is-,” she gave a whining hiccup before continuing, ...

Kreig Goes Apeshit Ch.2

If these humans were the strongest that humanity had to offer, then Earth had certainly come further than the otherworld. But, at the same time, the existence of humans with such high levels did pose a bit of a problem.

What had happened on Earth while Kreig was gone?

Going only by the architecture, little had changed. There were no flying cars, no robotic servants, and especially no air balloons. It was obvious that 130 years had not passed here. Something was very strange, and K...

Kreig Goes Apeshit Ch.1

A sky of blue presented itself before him. Endless, glorious blue.

The bloody red he had seen for thirty years straight had been banished, leaving only a cloudless beauty of nature that made Kreig Wiedermann, a man of 147 and a warrior of 130, want to cry.

But if he turned his attention from the sky that seemed to embrace him like a mother hugging her child, he found a number of guns and various other weapons trained on him. He could recognize a few of the weapons, though far from...

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