slenderman story

Slenderman is a fictional character part of a group called the Creepypasta. This is the story of his tales.

Elleri belime yerleştiği anda başımın belada olduğunu anladım. Nefesini kesen ve dizlerini güçsüzleştiren türden bir bela. Nazik değildi. Sabırlı değildi. Arzulamadığımı iddia ettiğim her şeydi. Ve beni bir kez tattıktan sonra, bir şeyi çok net belirtti: Hiçbir yere gitmiyordum. Bu samimi günlük, çıplak arzuyla, sarhoş edici gerilimle, yasak maceralarla ve kalpleri hızlandıran ve bedenleri titreten nefes kesici rol oyunlarıyla dolu. Yerinizi alın, fantezilerinizin canlanmasına izin verin ve unutulmaz zirvelere ulaşan dizginsiz bir tutku dalgasına teslim olun. Uyarı: Yalnızca 18 yaş ve üzeri okuyucular içindir.

"You don't want to do this." He warned again as he sat down relaxed on the sofa. "Bruce, warn them." "See, you don't want to bet on this game because you will only lose, My boss is the best, second to none." Bruce warned just as his boss told him to. "I'm not backing down." Val was determined. "Okay." The strange man who is Bruce's boss said as he sat upright while he got into position for the game. They started the game. To me, random pawns was been moved but to them it meant something. In less than five minutes, the son of a monkey who was Bruce's boss relaxed once again with a smirk on his face. Val's face was down cast with sweat dripping off her forehead; she had the look of someone who wished to be anywhere but in this same room. From the dramatic display I have seen from both sides, the atmosphere, one of my worst fears came into reality. He won! He. Freaking. Won!! _____________________________________________________________ Barbara Williams A nineteen year old girl disrespect her parents for what she thought she saw and her parents can't give her. LOVE she moved in with her boyfriend who she thought can provide her with the love she was craving for. what happens when things go down the wrong lane and she loses all she thought she has gathered? ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Author here If you want to drop suggestions or interact with the writer, you can do that on these social media handles. Instagram: Writercamiraja Facebook page: Authorcamiraja Hope to meet you there soon

I can't believe that the one who set me free trapped me, a helping hand that only made me fall deeper and deeper, pretending to help but was actually torturing me. WARNING 16+ or above Contains killings and suicidal thoughts, psychological problems, and trauma.

"I close my eyes to sense the storm welling inside me. The memories only grow vivid every night. I can still feel him here, somewhere inside my chest. He's like a virus to my system." Jasmine McRae is an introverted young adult. Her hobbies include reading, being sarcastic and listening to pop-punk music. Her personality fails to fit the mould and because of this, one flaw has long dominated her 18-year-old life. "ANTI-SOCIALISATION." The summer holidays a year ago changed a great deal about that, all thanks to a narcissistic, dynamic young boy called Casper Anderson. The journey they take is of thrill, passion and betrayal. All of which, leave Jasmine heartbroken and sleepless. Until he returns... *Warning- mild use of expletives. [I wrote this novel when I was 18 years old and had a divine passion for writing;- a passion I did not pursue. After 6 years, I'm going through the chapters to edit this story and put it back out into the world, as a memorandum of what once was.]

Nowhere in this land will there be another you. My one and only regret and fortune. P.S.:This novel will have/get into tough topics.

The grocery store has always been a fixture of the town. Its prices are cheap, its shelves stocked, and its doors regularly closed for “renovation.” Locals hardly question it — plumbing issues, broken freezers, bad wiring. Old buildings need constant repair. But behind the fresh paint and tidy aisles, the walls hold more than plaster and brick. Every renovation hides another layer, another silence pressed into the structure. To the town, it’s just a store. To those who vanish, it becomes something else entirely — a tomb that no one will ever notice.

Hayan Rose is a women of cold demeanor who has no time to meddle in others lives. She has a set road that she doesn't deviate from but when she meets Keegan Trevor. Her straight path is no longer there rather it branches into daunting ways with deep ravens and steep mountains. Each way is more dangerous and threatening than the other because of which each step in her life is cautious. And each path unravels a secret that connects her back to the life which she had suppressed deep into her subconscious mind. When she traverses the dangerous paths she comes across many people and dives into a series of betrayal , unrequited love and homicide. Hayan tries her best to escape from Keegan Trevor's clutches but her past guilt makes it hard to do. While Keegan just wants Hayan to "help" him remove the toxicity from the world. "Justice will be served To those who deserve No one is innocent Each one is a participant"--keeghan

Flora Bloom, who was betrayed and killed by her boyfriend in her past life, is reborn with a peerless spatial dimension back to the time before the crisis, hoarding food, raising a child, and tearing apart scumbag men and manipulative women. Originally, she just wanted to raise a child and low-key fight zombies and level up together with her family. But she discovered that she was unexpectedly falling step by step into a tender trap meticulously designed by a certain sly and scheming man. Flora Bloom looked at the vast space within her sea of consciousness; it had a farmhouse courtyard, fields, and a Spirit River, but it just lacked a bit of vitality. So, a fat, sky-flying mantis? Collect! A rare little white tiger that can discharge electricity? Collect! A behemoth spirit crocodile with its young? Collect! As long as it's alive and edible, collect, collect, collect them all! Endless scumbags and vile women, a shameless and deeply scheming leader, all wanting to use her to attack zombies and obtain more Crystal Cores for their own gain? Your shameless, worthless life? Hand it over.

One day, a strange hand suddenly appeared inside Chi Wan’s interdimensional space. Its owner claimed to be living in the apocalypse—starving, desperate—and begged to trade anything he had for food. Chi Wan stared at the pile of Imperial Green jade, oversized diamonds, and dozens of kilograms of gold bars he offered… and fell into deep thought. …Wasn’t this a little too profitable? From then on, her connection to the apocalypse only grew stronger. The mysterious man—who turned out to be a powerful figure—used his Wood Ability to help her revive rare orchids, cultivate endangered plants, and even harvest zombie crystal cores for the country. As for Chi Wan? She only had three responsibilities: feed him, feed him, and keep feeding him. Somehow, without realizing it, a group of extraordinary men began to gather around her: A genius research scientist. An aloof, abstinent CEO. A cold and ruthless Soldier King… In front of Chi Wan, they were gentle, attentive, and impeccably polite—each trying to outshine the others. Behind her back? They were one step away from tearing each other apart. Meanwhile, on the other side of the spatial link… The so-called King of the Apocalypse clenched his teeth in silence as he listened to these men compete for her attention. As for Chi Wan? “I’m busy getting rich and supporting my family,” she said calmly. “A battle royale of suitors? I have no idea what you’re talking about.” Until one day— An absurdly handsome man appeared at the gates of her villa… carrying a sack filled with gold and jewels. “I’m here to marry into your family,” he declared. Chi Wan glanced at him, then at the newly connected wasteland world inside her space… …and once again fell into deep thought.