Story Pimping Thread

Title: Mastery of Dolls
Story Type: Fanfiction (Shounen Dolls)
Rating: NC-17
Genre: Romance
Status: 1 chapter up out of 2 or 3.

Summary: Aaliyah was born into the Meadow family, a blood line of enchanted Doll Makers. She spent her whole life bending to every whim of her parents and she was thrown into many different classes of learning. On top of her hiding her true passion, doing something completely forbidden. Creating dolls that come to life as the Guardians that had been given to her, over the course of many years she finally perfected the recipe and created her first living doll but she hid him. Not long after she created another with hidden abilities, only she knows of the two of them. Now that she is much older she is expected to be wed to another line of Doll Makers in Japan, so now her and her Guardians are off on an adventure in Japan.

Excerpt:
Opening my bag exposing my four dolls the first one I saw was Lotus, with his long white hair dressed in a black and white Kimono. Then there was Via, with his red hair sticking up every which way and had a traditional black tux on. After that there was Karma with his blue hair tied up at his shoulders with a ribbon, dressed in a lightly coloured Yukata. Last but not least there was Rumor, his hair short and black with cat ears poking out of his hair along with a cute tail that touched his heels when it was down. He was dressed in a white button-up shirt with a ribbon around his neck that was tied into a bow and knee high black shorts. I let out a sigh as I stared out the window, being away from my workshop makes me feel quiet nervous and jittery.

Title: Ophiuchus

Story Type: Original Fiction

Genre: Science Fiction, a little adventure

Status: ongoing

Summary: The constellation Serpens is divided into two parts: Serpens Caput and Serpens Cauda, in the middle of which is Ophiuchus, the serpent-bearer.

Thanks to a technology known colloquially as hyperslide, humanity is in its early stages of colonizing the Proxima Centauri system, specifically the planet Wilt.

Vela Lark owns and runs a factory orbiting near Wilt. L4 is almost unrivaled by any other in the spacecraft industry, its engineers regarded as the best in the worlds. But Vela struggles to maintain control of the factory-base's neutrality, especially when pressured by Wilt.

An enigmatic Terran is the head of engineering on L4.

Abel Caelum claims to be a diplomat from Wilt, with a messy past and a worse future. Andrew Wells seems to be the only person who can tolerate Caelum's obsession with perfection; how fortunate that Wells isn't a person.

Song Ru is part of an intricate network of interplanetary black-market merchants. Also working as a con artist, he preys upon those he considers to be “the weak-minded”—that is, anyone with money, often the elderly, the rich, the desperate and the ill. When his mentor and partner in crime abandons him, he makes his way to L4, erroneously assuming that his life is finally under control.

Each plays a crucial role in the fates of two star systems: Sol and Proxima Centauri.

Excerpt:

The time was around twenty-one. The days blurred together.

Mars from above; all blues, greens, and reds. Sergei? Ru looked around, concerned for a moment. A small crowd coalesced around the observation window, tourists in awe. The base rotated, giving the feel of gravity, and in about an hour the window darkened as the base spun away from Mars, alight with stars. In the darkness, Ru didn’t recognize his reflection, rather unkempt, the scan-blocking contacts rendering his eyes a seemingly unnatural shade of sky, not to mention the fact that his nose was now slightly crooked.

Where is Lei?

I’m coming, Lei.

But the view shifted and Mars spun and faded into stellar twilight, growing smaller and smaller and he was standing on Titan, in a spaceport and staring at nothing through the thick radiation shields.

“Why don’t you sit down?” Sergei asked, in the middle of eating a fish sandwich of some sort. Ru turned from inspecting the low ceilings to watch the crews of the spacecraft pass, wearing various ranks and colors that depended on the agency. He paused and stared at his glasses before yelling, “Fourty-three!”

Title: Never Fade Away
Story Type: Fan Fiction | Paramore | Bring Me the Horizon | Hayley Williams & Oliver Sykes
Rating: PG-13 (Might be R later)
Genre: Romance | Drama
Status: Chaptered | Active

Summary:
You never know what could happen when you meet someone new. They could turn out to be a good friend or they could end up being your worst enemy.

Before you speak those first words to them the moment you shake their hand, you have absolutely no knowledge of who they are or what you think of them.

But the moment you meet them, there's only one thing you know will happen: you will never look at them the same way after this.

When Hayley and Oliver met, they never expected the first meeting to start something beyond what they asked for.

Excerpt:
He moved aside and I realized that the whole time he was talking to me, another person had been behind him. It was a girl and she just looked at me with a grin on her face. The first thing about her that I silently commented on was how her hair was dyed a bright orange while her fringe was more blonde. Among the orange locks were blonde streaks and if I had seen her from far away, I probably would've thought her whole head was on fire. Maybe that was even the look she was going for. I don't know, but it definitely caught my attention.

She had almond-shaped eyes and thanks to the lighting, I noticed that they were green and matched the shimmering makeup that covered her eyelids. Her lips that were still smiling at me appeared shiny and pink, which I guess was due to the lipgloss. She wore a black t-shirt that looked like she altered it with scissors so that it fell off her shoulders and a pair of faded skinny jeans that were ripped at the knees. On her feet, she had on bright red chucks.

The girl took a step forward and extended a hand. "Hi, I'm Hayley. It's nice to meet you."

I reached out to shake her hand and then smiled back at her. "Oli. Nice to meet you, too."

"Hayley's a good friend of mine," Josh told me. "She's in a band called Paramore and they're actually on tour right now. Lucky they happened to be in the area and when she told me she was going to be around, I invited the band to come here since they don't have to play a show tonight."

"Couldn't say 'no' to that," she shrugged and a laugh escaped her lips. She then turned to me again. "So Josh told me a little about you. I heard you're also in a band."

I nodded. "Yeah, I am. We're alright."

That was always my automatic response when it came to the band and it wasn't because I was ashamed or anything. It just got to the point where I didn't feel like explaining exactly what my music sounded like because I either sounded stupid or pretentious when I tried, so I decided to give them a simpler answer where I didn't have to go into detail. She didn't look like the kind of girl that would enjoy my music anyway, so it was probably for the best.

Title: You
Story Type: Original Fiction
Rating: PG13
Genre: Romance, tragedy.
Status: Active

Summary: We've all experienced that heart stopping moment when you see a ghost from your past that you thought would never come back to haunt you. But here she is ready to torment the man who loved her five years ago. As the days go on he recalls memories that tell the story of their love and how they lost it.

Excerpt:

I almost ran straight into you today. At first I didn't recognise you, you've changed your hair, its blonde now like that singer from that band that did the song 'Don't Speak'. You had your nose buried so far in your book you almost tripped on the chasm like crack in the surly grey pavement. Your eyes didn't even rise from the book for more than the few seconds it took you to say the expected pre-emptive polite sorry before you went back to your book and resumed greedily soaking up the words.

But those three heart stopping seconds is all it took. It doesn't matter that it’s been five years; I would recognise those hauntingly pale green eyes anywhere.

Title: Us Against the World.

Authors: Myself and Charity_hope

Story type: Fan fiction

Rating: R

Genre: Romance, Comedy and Drama.

Status: In progress.

Link: http://www.mibba.com/Stories/Read/547518/Us-Against-the-World/

Summary: Being friends with famous people is proven to be hard, imagine liking and falling for one. It's you and that person against the rest of the world; to deal with the stresses of crazy fans, crazy schedules and the crazy paparazzi. In the end it is always us against the world.

Excerpt: As soon as I entered my work place, I felt my phone vibrated in my pocket. I fished it out and slid my finger over the screen to unlock it. There was a text message from an unknown number. Frowning, I opened the message and smiled when realizing that it was a message from Louis. So he managed to get away from the mob of fans after all.

You free tonight? xLouis

Why?

As I waited for his reply, I scanned my worker ID to register my attendance and went to my work station to continue with the repairing that I left half way yesterday.

Title: Smudges.
Story type: Fan Fiction | Gerard Way | My Chemical Romance
Rating: NC-17 (it’s not explicit, but just to be safe)
Genre: Romance | Drama
Status: Active

Summary:

(It’s loosely based off Pride and Prejudice, if you can imagine such a thing)

Gerard Way is an aloof, moody comic book artist who hardly leaves his room. He’s been in love with a girl named Cassie ever since Frank introduced them, but is extremely reluctant to admit how he feels about her. The pair of them are unlikely in the fact Cassie ridicules Gerard most of the time, all for the sake of a reaction, and Gerard consistently shuts her out to maintain his pride, which in turn risks severing his chances of happiness.

Excerpt:

Her sole purpose in life seemed to be nothing other than to irritate me. She always lingered around me while I worked on my comic book, touching everything, asking me questions she knew answers to, reluctantly leading me into conversations that went in circles. It was all for the sake of getting a reaction out of me, whether it was to shout or throw something at her, and she enjoyed every moment. At first I didn’t realise, but deep down through my boiling anger and annoyance, I think I enjoyed it as well.

Title: Through the Crowd
Story Type: Fan Fiction | All Time Low | Alex Gaskarth
Rating: PG-13
Genre: Romance, Drama
Status: One-shot | Completed

Summary:
Alex is home for the week and decides to hang out around downtown for a bit before he has to meet up with the rest of the band. That's when we sees the girl that hurt him seven years ago. After all these years, Alex finally gets the answers he's been wanting from her and the both of them finally resolve their issues.

Excerpt:
After standing there like an idiot for a few minutes, I began to proceed in the direction where she had walked. Because I wasted so much time being shocked and confused, she was farther away from me, so I sped up the pace of my footsteps. At first, I only walked faster but as the sidewalk began to get even more crowded, I broke into a run before I nearly lost her. I made my way through the sea of people, bumping shoulders with a few of them and hearing them curse at me as I passed them by. I could care less at all the people around me as long as she was still in my line of sight. The only thing I focused on was her.

Of all days, it happened to be this day. Of all places, it ended up being here. Of all people, it had to be her.

I was finally closer to this girl, only a few feet away. The next thing I knew, I opened my mouth, acting completely on impulse and doing something without even hesitating. I called out her name.

Except she didn’t hear me. By the time I had reached her, I was out of breath and panting. Before I called out, I inhaled sharply and it made my throat dry, so once her name had escaped my lips, my voice was hoarse. Fuck, I had to get it together.

I slowed down and returned to walking, giving myself a few moments to relax a little and took some deep breaths before speaking up again. This time, I said her name louder and made sure I said it clearly so she could hear. Sure enough, she stopped and turned around, her eyes widening once she realized who she was facing. Those round brown eyes met mine and I then became frozen all over again. Her face was just as I had remembered it. It was almost as if time had never passed because she still looked the same. She still had that face that wouldn’t leave my head. It was her.

Title: Crossed the Line
Story type: Original.
Genre: Romance.
Rating: NC-17
Status: Active

Summary:
My heart thumped nervously in my chest as I pulled the sheets down to reveal the sleeping face next to me. Wanting to scream when I saw who it was I lifted them up fully to reveal that he was just as naked as I was. Oh, shit.

Excerpt;

Leo groaned louder when I screamed and I held the sheets up to my chin to cover myself as his eyes opened to look at me in sleepy confusion. It didn’t take him long to realise the situation we were in, and when he did his eyes widened dramatically and he scrambled to get away from me, his back hitting the wall, trying to keep his lower half covered as he did so. His cheeks were flaming red with embarrassment, and I was pretty sure mine were too. I couldn’t even fathom the idea of Leo and I kissing, let alone having sex –I literally shuddered at the thought- it felt wrong on so many levels, the guy was like my brother for god’s sake. We must have gotten really drunk last night for that to happen, if it even did. I mean really really drunk. I couldn’t remember a damn thing.

“What the fuck?” he muttered on a quick release of air, his eyes staring down determinedly. “What did you do?” he accused and looked up to glare at me.

“Excuse me?” I fumed, glaring right back. “I know just as much about what happened as you do, I could easily ask you the same thing!”

He rolled his eyes but his harsh expression softened slightly. “Right, sorry, shit!”

Title: We're Not Listening
Story type: Original fiction
Genre: Comedy, drama, biography (I think)
Rating: PG-13
Status: Active - updates every Sunday and Wednesday.

Summary:
At the turn of the second millennium, a small record company started up with tiny roots in Florida. Over the years, the label has expanded, rounding up more and more bands, while still keeping the spirit of creativity alive. Six bands, with five chapters per band, elaborate on how they came to be.

Excerpt:
It was in the early months of 2000, where Florida nights were freezing in between sun-soaked days, and Rai had taken a brief pilgrimage to Gainesville out of wanderlust. He had those periods of time where all he wanted to do was explore places he rarely got to see, and he felt like he could afford it – Hooligans! had left him with cash to spare, and his fiance’s journalism gig had given them a pretty steady stream of money. It was a lucky life he lived and my God, he knew how blessed he was.

This whole idea of a record label hadn’t taken off until Rai saw Fire Motion in action. Until then, it had just been a nebulous idea that was riddled with “what ifs” and “maybe somedays,” and then the second Fire Motion had ran through their first song of the set that night, Rai knew what he had to do.

Title: Royal Blood
Story Type: Original Fiction
Rating: PG-13
Genre: Action/Adventure, Fantasy/Sci-fi, [Soft] Romance, Dramedy
Status: Active, Uncomplete — Prologue + Four Chapters

Summary:
Rosenne Goldbrave is the only daughter and heir of Alexander Goldbrave—the figurehead of Goldbrave Corp. When he mysteriously dies, the competition—Vaden Aro—has dedicated himself to convincing her to sign her father's company over to him.
Soon, she starts to uncover deep secrets within her family lineage. Now, without the protection of her father, she finds herself in more danger than ever before.

Excerpt:
Once William had ended the line, he was already frustrated. No, beyond that. He was irritable and on the verge of angered. Alexander was a fool. A fool who was letting his daughter be exiled on the whims of his paranoia—paranoia that carried him away often. This same paranoia had almost lost him his family once before. William had to step in then too. He always had to. Now, he didn't know if what Alexander had done was repairable.

Now William's resolve had strengthened. He was going to arrive sooner than she was expecting. He needed to surprise her—only Terra knew how much she needed to be cheered up. He stood, grabbing his coat and his travel suitcase. He packed only the scarce things he would need to get him through the train ride—a change of clothing, an extra full, hidden pouch of money, and a few books to busy his mind—then he was out the door. It was a ten minute drive to the train station, and if he made good time, he could catch the early train to Hugo—the station a few miles out from Galenon.

He stepped out of his semi-detached town house, and locked the door, "William! Hello, my boy." William glanced up. A plump man by the name of Quincy Barton hobbled toward him.

"Hello, Quincy." He took a glance at his pocket watch. "I'm afraid that I can't chat; I'm in a bit of a hurry."

"Where are you off to in such a rush?"

William gave him a pleasant half-smile, "I have business to attend to in Galenon, so if you'll excuse me, I must go."

"Ah," His plump, grey-mustached face dropped, "You've heard then haven't you?"
"I haven't a clue what you're talking about, but I really must go." William rushed off without bothering to ask for an explanation. He didn't need one. Quincy was always blathering on about something, whether it was relevant or not.

When he reached his antique automobile, he was still making good time, despite being slightly slowed by the ridiculous amount of greetings—even some odd condolences. Why anyone would be offering him condolences confused him. Possibly even more than Quincy's rambling.

He drove rather quickly, disobeying a few traffic laws in the process. By the time he reached the train station, he had to shake his head. What had gotten into him? He felt odd. There was a part of him that had latched onto his peers' sympathies and the plump man's rambling. Why, he couldn't imagine. He had made excellent time, reaching the train station within five or so minutes. He had made it plenty early enough to get good seats.

Title: Semper Ad Meliora
Story Type: Original Fiction
Rating: PG-13
Genre: Sci-Fi
Status: Active. (Irregular updates but hopefully more common soon.)

Summary: In 2233, the first, and presumed last, Behemoth-class star ship was completed and launched as Earth was dying, holding twenty thousand men, women, and children over the age of ten. Dubbed Vita Est, the ship would build to a speed just under the speed of light, making a journey to a planet called Xi Wang that would last just over one hundred and three years, while the people on board stayed in hyper-sleep. The time has come to awake.

Excerpt:
"They broke protocol? That's impossible." On so many levels, Dagen thought it was well known that was impossible. Androids don't disobey orders like that.

"It's become apparent that it isn't." Nau fully sighed with his words. "Apparently CON-001 gave the order and the others listened."

He swallowed. "How long has it been?"

Once again, a time of silence. "Since the incident, one hundred eighty-five years."

"Two hundred--!" Dagen felt his head go light.

"We're debating our next course of action but we are having issues waking Captain Seder, and Second Captain Miser has passed away. Krewson was promoted to take his place."

He gripped the arms of his chair at the corners. There was that shaking again with a vengeance. Holding on tight helped it not be obvious, but he felt like his hands were going to slip off at any second. He didn't need any more of Nau's words to know where the biggest details of this conversation were going.

[T]hey were million, billions of miles away from where they wanted to be. Two hundred years asleep and coddled by machines wasted. They were... They were in the middle of nowhere!

Title: Who Knows, Who Cares
Story type: Original fiction
Genre: Comedy, drama, teen
Rating: PG-13
Status: Active - updates every Monday and Thursday.

Summary:
Fourteen-year-old Alana Quinn is a newcomer to the town of Woodward, Nebraska, and after years of switching schools and towns like nobody's business, she's determined to make her first permanent residence worth the time. For her, this involves reviving her high school's mascot, which has been dead for two years - but being Woodward's mascot, Crispy the Tiger, involves keeping a ton of secrets and a high pain tolerance. With the help of the school's mascot from 2005 to 2009, Julian, Alana tries to keep a level head, which is something she never had a hard time with...until now.

Excerpt:
And man, we made progress. I was still nowhere near the dancing machine Julian was, but I was getting pretty good for a girl who never had an ounce of rhythm. He didn’t have much of a reason to laugh at my no-longer-pathetic attempts to dance anymore, and when we tangoed in the shed, it was crazy how in-tune we were with each other.

Thursday, I even completely forgot that I wouldn’t be dancing with Julian the next day – I’d be paired up with a random stranger I’d never seen in my entire life.

It dawned on me in the middle of practice that Thursday, when I stopped and looked over at him, doing a double-take. “Oh my God, I just remembered you’re not gonna be my partner tomorrow,” I wheezed.

“You just now realized that?” he squinted. “If it’s any consolation, I’ve seen this girl dance. She’s good, but, uh…she’s not me. That’s all I’ll say.”

As he said it, he wandered over to a rolling cart tangled up with jump-ropes and hula hoops and leaned against it like the cool kid he thought he was. When he did, it rolled away and slammed up against a box of kickballs that fell over and spilled onto the floor of the shed.

Julian didn’t say another word. The look of, “Really?” I was giving him was probably enough to tranquilize a horse.

Title:Simmer Down and Pucker Up
Story Type:Fan fiction
Rating:NC17
Genre:Romance
Status:Active
Summary: Spencer has been best friends with Harry Styles since she was a little girl. So naturally, when the boys of 1D formed, Spencer grew to have personal friendships with all the boys; some a little friendlier than others.

Excerpt:

He began walking towards the pool stairs, keeping a strong grip on me as he walked up and carried me out of the pool. My chest was pressed firmly against him and my arms were wrapped tightly around his neck, he brought his lips to mine for a short peck before opening the glass sliding door and walking into the kitchen. I kept my eyes on Louis’s not daring to face the looks that the guys were giving us.

Zayn of course was the first one to speak up, “What the fuck is this?”

He couldn’t hold his anger in, I kept my eyes on Louis’s with a smirk, “What does it look like, bro?” Louis asked as he kept walking.

“You are disgusting, she is blackout drunk and you are taking advantage of her like some rapist,” Zayn was yelling and following us down the hall, Niall and Liam were behind him with amused looks on their faces.

“I’m pretty sure she is the one taking advantage of me, Zayn” Louis smirked before pressing his lips to mine, he pulled away as he opened the door leading to the bedroom he was staying in, “Now please guys, just do us a solid and leave us alone.”

Title: The Sun Shines Brighter in the West

Story Type: original fiction

Rating: R

Genre: Drama

Status: in progress - just posted the first chapter! :)

Summary: It’s not something that I like to talk about. I don’t even like thinking about it, but it clouds my mind every second of the day. After two years, the memory still hurts. The emotions still possess me and have turned me into someone that I never wanted to be. Most people would guess that after my experience, I’m probably close to a walking, talking zombie but that’s not the truth. I think being a numb zombie would be much more bearable, in fact. Unfortunately, I’m the opposite. I feel every emotion stronger than I ever did before. Every emotion I associate back to my experience and it makes everything more intense than it really is. It’s almost like I lost one of my senses and another one improved.

Like I lost my soul and now my emotions are taking over my body.

Possessed by a memory.

Excerpt: "I stopped there. It was too much. I always talked about how I was feeling with Dr. Settler. He knew what had happened. He knew the basics. I was raped. That was all he needed to know at first. He did his best at helping me with what little information I was offering him. Now, I needed him to know more because even after all this time, the memory is still overwhelming. It still comes at me in a huge, destructive wave turning my mind into complete chaos. I needed to share this information with Dr. Settler. I trusted him and now I just needed him to make me better. I needed to live. I needed my soul back."

Title: Blood Spells
Story Type: Original Fiction
Rating: R
Genre: Fantasy, Romance, Drama
Status: On-going | Active

Summary: Upon finding things they didn't know that existed, the twin sisters of the Stonewell family will try to understand what they thought was impossible. They'll discover a whole new world which was hidden from their eyes till they got strong enough. Challenges will be thrown on their path and they'll have to choose between their family and love as well as learning to control themselves. Follow them on their journey and find out for yourself if they will make it or not.

Excerpt:

My head started to hurt. It was like when you had high fever along with a terrible headache. I felt dizzy and my body was warming up really quickly. My eyes started welling up, till I wasn’t able to handle the pain anymore and I screamed. I screamed on the top of my lungs while the tears ran down my face.

‘’Innocentia, what’s wrong? Are you okay?’’ Kyle’s voice came from the other side of the door. His voice sounded so distant, and yet so close. It was strange really and even thinking about it didn’t make any sense. What the hell was happening to me? I had no idea, but it hurt. It hurt like hell and I knew that something was wrong, yet I was unable to do anything.

I wanted to scream for help as I heard my sister calling for me, being worries like the rest of them but the only thing I managed to do was to breathe. Inhale and exhale; nothing more and nothing less. ‘’I’m gonna break the door if you don’t open up,’’ Kyle yelled and waited for a bit till he kicked the door. The door didn’t open, not at first. Three kicks later the door was open and Kyle was running to my bed with Naomi behind him.

I saw them as they stared at me, their lips opening and closing like they were talking but nothing could be heard. No noise or words were reaching my ears. It was strange and it terrified me, along with the fact that I was still hurting. Someone was burning my brain, at least that’s the most painful thing I could think what was happening to me was. That wasn’t possible, at least I hoped so.

Kyle took me into his arms and into the bathroom quickly. He set me into the bathtub and started the bath with cold water. I was still wearing my clothes and all, and for him to be doing that, he must have thought I had a really high fever which might have been the case. I wasn’t sure.

Title: The Impossible Children
Type: Crossover fan fiction (fandoms: Glee, Torchwood, Doctor Who, and The X-Files)
Rating: R
Genre: Sci-fi, drama
Status: active, in progress

Summary: Something strange is going on with Kurt Hummel, and when it turns out to be something stranger than he ever could have imagined, his friends and the eccentric Dr. Samuels do what they can to help him get through it. (Glee more or less canon compliant up to s4 episode "I Do")

Tish Jones has been abducted and impregnated, and Torchwood are on the case. With The Doctor's help, they'll have to try to investigate and stop the abductions that are apparently happening to more than just Tish. (This is not canon compliant post s2, and Martha and Mickey are on the team now.)

Hearing about abductions and strange pregnancies of men and women alike, special Agents Mulder and Scully are also on the case. (Post series, sort of compliant with s10 comics, but maybe not entirely, timelines are a little wonky.)

Excerpt:
(from Ch. 1)

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They went silent as Dr. Samuels began to work. He was clearly focused, and Kurt found himself staring uncomfortably at the ceiling, trying not to think. Until finally, nervous curiosity got the better of Kurt, and he watched Dr. Samuels and the ultra sound display. "S-so, what kind of 'wild theory' would you be working on?" he asked.

"I'm sort of- well, I don't want to say infamous, but, um, known for trusting my intuition about things which can be kind of frowned upon in hard sciences and medicine. Oh, and there's my belief in the paranormal and the extraterrestrial," Dr. Samuels explained. Then, he went very quiet and very still, unnervingly so. He seemed to mutter something under his breath. Kurt could make out words like "what" and "impossible".

"What?" Kurt asked, "What is it?" He looked at the screen himself, but admittedly had trouble determining what he was looking at.

"It-it makes an odd sort of sense of some of our other findings, but I-I don't understand how it is possible." Kurt was not sure if Dr. Samuels was answering him or still puzzling aloud to himself.

"What?" Kurt asked again, more anxious than ever.

"I- well, I can only tell you what it looks like," Dr. Samuels began.

"Okay, well, then, tell me," Kurt urged him.

"Well, there appears to be a structure here that should not be, or, well, normally would not be that seems to be almost uterine in nature," Dr. Samuels explained, indicating what he was describing on the screen, "and within, well, it looks like there's a life form, an embryo, or what at least appears to be." Dr. Samuels seemed utterly bewildered.

Kurt was having difficulty registering the impossible words he had just been told. He stared blankly. This could not seriously be happening. Maybe Dr. Samuels was just making another bad joke, even if his entire demeanor told Kurt otherwise. "You're- you're not serious-"

Title: Who?
Story Type: Fan fiction.
Rating: PG-13
Genre: Drama, action, adventure.
Status: Very active.

Summary:
The night that I met the Doctor was one that I will never forget, even though in his mind, I am long forgotten; just another human saved. Just another human that took the universe for granted, never appreciating her savior until he was gone.

Excerpt:
The universe: something so vast, so monumental. And yet, I had never given much thought to it. Come to think of it, I had never given much thought to anything that was unrelated to the superficial life I led. That is, before I met him.

The night I met the Doctor was one that I will never forget. Even though in his mind, I am long forgotten. Just another human rescued from fates far worse than death. Just another human that took the universe for granted, never fully appreciating her savior until he was gone. The Doctor left me in a whirl of confusion and hurt; pain to the extent that I had never felt before. And yet, he brought a joy so pure that I am certain it has never been felt by another being in all of existence. If one memory lasts in this brain of mine for years to come, I’m positive that it will be the memory of the Doctor, and how he saved us.

Title: L O V E
Type: Fan fiction
Rating: PG-13
Genre: Romance, comedy
Status: Very active

Summary:
I can't forget it, though I've tried. I know you regret it, love, you told me so many times.
But I still wonder, why you left with her and left me behind.

I can't erase it from my mind. I just replay it, over, think of it all the time. But I don't want to imagine words you spoke to her that night.

You both knew I'd be bleeding inside.

Did she make your heart beat faster than I could? Did she give you what you hoped for?
Oh, nights of loveless love, I hope it made you feel good, knowing how much I adored you

Excerpt:
This is the story of princess Lola and her prince Louis, a fairy tale written by princess Lola for the soon to be prince or princess in Lola’s belly…

A relieved smile sits on Lola’s lips as her eyes scan over the first sentence she has finally typed out. The idea of writing down her and Louis’ story has been playing her mind ever since it came to a screeching halt, six weeks ago.

Had this situation been different Lola would’ve thought of it as ‘one month and a half ago’ but ever since she found out she was five weeks pregnant, every week counts as much as the last and as much as the next. Days don’t matter until they become seven and four weeks no longer become ‘one month’. Lola now lives for the weeks.

Title: Amnesia
Type: Fan Fiction
Rating: PG-13
Genre: Horror, Drama, Thriller
Status: Active

Summary:

The human mind is not meant to possess ideas that would allow them to shape a human being. Not in the way that Hannibal Lecter has planned. His future that entwines himself with Will Graham is once again changed.

Excerpt:

It had been several days since Will had been admitted into the hospital. It was around half past eight on a Wednesday evening as Will lay in bed, a book in hand. The nurse who had grown rather fond him had chosen Pride and Prejudice by Jane Austen, reassuring Will it was a book to sharpen the mind. Reluctantly, judging by the cover it seemed to be a book that was going to be quite a read for someone with a lack of memory, he agreed to read it. So now, with his chipped glasses sitting on his nose, he read the ink on the printed pages, taking in the story with a guilty delight.

"Mr. Wyman?" A nurse asked outside Will's room door. He lifted his eyes in curiosity, watching as the nurse laid her arm out in the direction of the door.

"Merci. J’apprécié," the foreign man smiled, walking in and closing the door as he took of his jacket, folding it over his forearm. Casually he strolled over, a small, deviant smile on the man's thin lips. "We meet again, Will."

Laying there in his hospital bed, Will blinked a blank expression on his face. No recognition took place in his mind, as much as he tried to make the gears tick. Shaking his head, he sighed.

"I'm sorry, who are you?" Will asked.

The man known as Mr. Wyman let his cocky expression falter, his eyebrows furrowed. He studied Will vigorously, a hint of regret and sadness in his eyes. His lips were now ajar, looking at the vacant Will before his.

Title: On My Mind
Type: Fan fiction
Rating: R
Genre: Romance
Status: Active, regular updates

Summary:

Kaia was unexpected.

So was Sid.

Excerpt:

She laughed, retreating to the living room. “It gave you nightmares, right?”

“Definitely nightmares,” he laughed, “Only about how god-awful it is.”

He heard a gasp, and she popped back into his line of sight, leaning off of the couch, her mouth open in fake outrage. “Take it back.”

“Make me,” he muttered as the microwave went off, giving her a look that redirected him to middle and high school, when that had been a realistic comeback.

“I can’t,” he heard her moan, followed a few seconds later by a flying pillow, which hit him in the back.

He dumped the popcorn into a bowl, and walked into the living room to find her sprawled out on the couch, looking up at him innocently. “You’re going to have to make room for me.”

She closed her eyes, not moving. “Make me."