Trapper Stories

Sumiea Kato comes from money, respect, and expectations. North Atlanta raised her to be flawless no slip ups, no scandals. Quavious Marshall comes from pressure, loyalty, and the streets.His world doesn't come with safety, and love only makes things complicated. One run in sparks something dangerous. Now secrets, family pride, and Atlanta's streets are closing in and Sumiea has to decide if risking it all for the wrong man is worth the fallout.

Captain Hollie "X-Ray" Potter didn't ask to be drafted. But when the Army calls, she answers. As the only female surgeons at the 4077th MASH, Hollie's razor-sharp instincts in the OR earn her the nickname "X-Ray," but it's her guarded heart that proves hardest to heal. Falling for the camp's infamous flirt, Hawkeye Pierce, was never part of the plan... but love, like war, rarely follows orders. Disclaimer: This is a fanfiction. Hollie is an original character and her role as a drafted female surgeon is not historically accurate. Some medical and military details have been changed or dramatised for story purposes. MASH and its characters belong to their original creators.

The Nurse; a killer with terrifying paranormal abilities. Sally Smithson; a compassionate young woman with fond dreams for the future. What made her steal that last breath?

This is my first story (stories? It's a compilation of short stories...) on Wattpad. I'd love feedback. Does this count as mature? Anyways - these are just some very short stories I wrote about Dead By Daylight. Hope you enjoy.

A scary story for spoopy month

"You wanted to help us, and now look where that got you" { 𝕐𝕒𝕟𝕕𝕖𝕣𝕖 𝔻𝕖𝕒𝕕 𝕓𝕪 𝔻𝕒𝕪𝕝𝕚𝕘𝕙𝕥 𝕂𝕚𝕝𝕝𝕖𝕣𝕤 𝕩 ℂ𝕙𝕒𝕣𝕝𝕚𝕖 ℝ𝕖𝕒𝕕𝕖𝕣 }

This is going to be a reader insert. You are Major Y/n L/n, and you worked really damn hard to get to your position. When you get transferred to the 4077th M*A*S*H unit, you not only have to deal with the sexist comments from Major Frank Burns, and the constant Nagging voice of Lieutenant Margaret Houlihan, but you also have to deal with the almost constant flirting from the dynamic duo, captain Benjamin Pierce and Captain John McIntyre.

Death is not an escape...

I got bored and asked an Ai to make a fanfic about these two 💀🤭 the results are genuinely Scary 😭

"I felt like crying but nothing came out. It was just a sort of sad sickness, sick sad, when you can't feel any worse. I think you know it. I think everybody knows it now and then. But I think I have known it pretty often, too often." This'll be a one shot book I aim to update at least once a week at the very least! Please, feel free to comment to inspire me to write, I need it <3 Requests are open, feel free to comment on the request page I plan on making, or PM me, either way works. Without further ado, please, enjoy this mediocre hellhole.

Welcome to this book! Here you'll find Dead by Daylight onshots galore. I'll only be writing character x reader stories, but I do take requests! DISCLAIMER: I don't own Dead by Daylight or any of the characters mentioned, they belong to Behaviour Interactive.

" we always take things step by step baby." Please excuse any spelling mistakes

'love is like a drug, & I'm addicted.' ad•dict•ed : physically and mentally dependent on a particular substance, and unable to stop taking it without incurring adverse effects.

LETS MAKE THIS CLEAR; I DO NOT OWN THIS BOOK ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------ It's 1663 in the tiny, hardscabble Dutch colony of new Amsterdamn, now presentday Lower Manhattan. Orphan children are going missing, and inhabitants suspect a killer may be on the loose. Among those looking into the mysterious state of affairs are the quickwitted twenty-two-year-old Blandine van Couvering, a rising young trader in the colony who is herself an orphan, and Edward Drummond, a dashing, worldly Englishman with a bent for science and a secret life to conceal. While passing himself off as a grain merchant, Drummond spies on the dutch for the English king.

The Judas Goat, is a goat who leads the herd to the slaughter house, where they follow without hesitation and without a thought willingly. That's how we meet our goat, leading the unsuspecting herd into the entity's claws to have them slaughtered again and again. But she doesn't just guide the slaughtered ,but as well as the butchers.

A little wholesome DbD experience that happened to me as Trapper with a survivor. (with a touch of fiction) ---- I decided to make it into a little story💖 It's still in the rough stages, any tips/advice/grammer correction is greatly appreciated!

You've never believed in Entity's or ghosts. Anything 'other worldly' all of it was smoke and mirrors. Was. You remember leaving your apartment complex, stepping out the front door of normality and into the cold, unforgiving realm of calamity. Fear is a scent here, and you're the new target. Who or what you're running from is unknown. All that you do know is you're not the only one here. Find them, find the shrvivors. Before you're found, and forgotten like the dozens before you.

Jackson had lost his sisters Kayo, Emma, Luna, Izzy and Lana. Jackson goes through many depression stages, he wants to kill himself but he believes he's not ready yet. While Jack still lives he has dreams of his death.

The Trapper (Evan MacMillian) and the Huntress (Anna) have always adored each other, and they want to try to escape the realm of the Entity. Unfortunately, their love breaks one of the three rules the Entity has put upon its hunters, and the lovers must undergo the Entity's punishment - a trial where they are the prey.