Content warning: This story contains Restricted (R) content, including intense violence, physical abuse, and trauma. This story is written for an adult audience. Disclaimer: This is a work of fanfiction, as none of the content is my original work. The characters are created by Stephen King and J.R.R Tolkien. The content belongs to MGM and ...

I am lying on the bedcovers, my white dressing gown glowing in the moonlight spilling from the open window. A slight breeze swirls the curtains and a chill runs down my spine. My chest rises and falls as if I had just run across the lawn of Longbourn. A few moments of silence pass when ...

Content Warning: This story contains Restricted content including intense violence, physical abuse, traumaThis story is written for an adult audience. Savior The end was drawing near for Carrie White. Pitch black enveloped her with enough intense strength to surround her. It suffocated Carrie, this advanced darkness. It began to fill the depths inside and embraced ...

The first day after a long weekend is always extra miserable in high school, and the fates are giving Hannah no exception to that rule this morning. Despite the excitement at homecoming, Hannah feels like a zombie walking through the front doors. She keeps silent while walking to gym class as the rest of the ...

You stole my Voice— Devoured it like a chocolate cookie, Secretly snatched before dinner. But it didn’t spoil your appetite— You yearned for more. So you helped yourself to my Strength— Chewing every crumb, Rolling it with your tongue, Into a cream-and-spit mash. Yet you still hungered, And swallowed my Compassion— Washing it down Like a ...

Confused, Roslynd looked at Mr. Haggleman and pointed towards the field where the scarecrow once waved at her. “It was there! I swear, Mr. Haggleman!” “Oh, I guess your mind is playin’ tricks on ya, that’s all.” The old truck bounced down the road as it passed the last restored fields and turned right at ...

Roslynd and her mother neared a place the town residents called The Crossroads. Dry cotton fields lined both sides of the intersection. Dead plant stocks knocked against one another as the afternoon wind ran down each row. An old scarecrow with a twisted grin, hunched over a dilapidated pole, danced as every gust howled at ...

Roslynd Brenner meets a mysterious, cloaked figure who changes her life and her impoverished town. Her journey if full of adventure, mystery, and greed. Will she make the right choices, or will she fall prey to her new found abilities?

When I see youDo I see you? When I hear youDo I listen to you? Am I the only one here?Is it all my reflection? I want to break the mirrorbut the mirror is my reflection, When I break itI see another mewatching me I don’t want to be alone.I want you to join me. ...

I want to fly like a bird above the clouds, behind the rising fog and not be seen. Had I known what being seen entails, Had I known what being heard truly means, I would never have bargained to be in the open space. Life would have continued flowing, Floating, Driving me. To places, Without ...