THE FALL OF AN EMPIRE BOOK THREE --- What a wonderful little secret this was though. If you hadn't been able to follow the signs you would have never found it - a real travesty. Everything you could possibly need resided here in some form or another - feverfew sprang up in little bunches from the ground, accompanied by echinacea. Gingko trees around the place offered their leaves down to you in little bundles. If you hadn't known better, you would have thought someone had planted it all here... A rustle from the bushes behind you stopped your train of thought in its track, sending a shiver of panic down your spine. Your hand withdrawing from the bundle of milk thistle it had been about to grab, you slowly turned, mind filling with all a matter of wild animals that could be lurking in this wood. A pair of soft brown eyes peered out from one of the clumps of brush, staring directly at you.

THE FALL OF AN EMPIRE BOOK TWO -- Approaching Anoitos' temple again, you opened the door, turning as you stepped inside to close it again. The door closing with a satisfying clunk, you spun back around, intending to just quickly bow your head and grab your beads without much circumstance. You were not expecting to see a man, mid-way through stuffing his face with the plate of offerings you had brought, at the altar, his eyes blown wide with panic and focused on you. You stared back at him. "I- you- what are you doing? Who are you? How-?" You turned halfway back to the door, intending to run for one of the guards. "Wait!" The man's voice drew your attention back to him, just in time to see his appearance shift slightly - like there was something behind the mirage of his skin. For a moment - the man was gone, and in his place, a living replica of the hulking gold warrior depicted in the statue took his place. Your hand dropped from the handle of the door, staring up at the god before you. Out of all the times for your prayers to be answered... and of all ways, like this... "See?" He said, shrinking back to the man you had seen before, the boyish smile you knew so well still on his face. "It's just me!" Standing before you, with crumbs of bread on his face, was Anoitos, somehow - impossibly - in the flesh.

THE FALL OF AN EMPIRE BOOK ONE --- Your eyes trailed up to the balcony, taking stock of the man who was perched there, hands resting on the railing as he peered down at the crowd that had just entered the room. Broad shoulders were only accentuated by plated armor, polished to a bronze sheen. You had seen this man before, during military processions and that sort of thing. The prison warden, and one of the caesar's previous champions. Samuel. The warden of the prison underneath the colosseum.

"I'll read it out for you." Anne said, handing the cigarette back to you. "Wanted; for breaking and entering and robbery. Unknown bandit seen leaping from a window of a bank in Kempton, may be walking with a limp from the fall. Suspected to be about 5'8" and stocky build. Should any leads arise please contact local authorities." --- You hadn't even seen him there, obscured in the darkness of night - and it was obvious that he hadn't been expecting anyone to come out back. He startled, stumbling away from where he had been leaning, and your heart leapt into your throat, surprised in the worst way possible. So surprised, that you threw the bag of vegetable scraps at him as a form of self defense. The bag bounced harmlessly against the man's chest and landed on the ground. Your eyes darted to it first, but then up to the man you had thrown it at - taking in his features from the light streaming out of the still-open door. He wasn't too tall, but he had the build of someone who had known a farm life before - broad shoulders and muscle made for work, not show. His clothes were practical, and he carried a pack strapped to his back. It was his face that was the most interesting though - he couldn't have been much older than you, and he looked kind, for lack of a better word. Open, almost.

Y/n narrowed her eyes at the male, "You." "Yes, it's me," the brown haired male smirked, "I know it's been about 10 minutes since we last saw each other but I missed you, sweetheart. " Parker furrowed her eyebrows at Y/n and the man on the seat, "You know him?" She asked. Y/n crossed her arms over her stomach, "Don't insult me." "Playing hard get?" Matt bit his lower lip whilst nodding his head slowly, "I like that." The h/c haired girl scoffed, "I'm not playing, sweetheart." ============================ Y/n L/n meets Mail Jeevas who seems to take quite the liking to her but will him being in the mafia come in between that? After all, if anyone wants to hurt Mail; all they have to do is hurt her.

As an exchange art student in Paris, you expected things to be different from what you were used to. What you didn't expect was a flirty cat boy to be your source of inspiration, as well as of constant embarrassment.

Sen was an ordinary girl, but not after a certain symbiote took her as a host. Living on a run, she thought she had seen it all. An uneventful night turn into full confusion as she got transported into another universe, the MCU to be precise, with a plan on starting over a new life. "We need a sugar daddy" "What's a sugar daddy?" "It's a person who gives us lots of money in exchange of our time" "Hell no!" "What? Why not?" "Over my dead body!" "You don't even have an actual body, you're just a parasite made out of goo!" "APOLOGIZE YOU MEAN LIL' BITCH!" ==== ☆ I do not own any Marvel Characters ☆ Completed ☆

Afton Robotics LLC; voted America's most reliable tech company since 1983, is known mainly for making animatronics for a pizzeria chain owned by Fazbear Entertainment. In fact, Mr. Afton is the co-owner of the local Fazbears Pizzeria. Y/N's parents assist in supplying Afton Robotics with minor technical supplies, when Afton finds out that the L/N's have potential in building his new line of animatronics he promotes them to executive technicians. However, this came with a small catch, they needed to move to the same state as Afton to work in his shop. Y/N L/N, caught up in the middle of her parent's careers, doesn't like this idea. She didn't want to leave her friends, childhood home, etc. But that's not the only con of moving... William Aftons son, Michael. The typical "teenage dirtbag", he and his gang of friends are known to be trouble. After moving into her new home, Y/N thinks that things couldn't get worse; she was in an unfamiliar place with unfamiliar people. She soon finds out the Aftons live in her neighborhood, they actually live right across from her, Michael Afton was going to be her neighbor. Immediately Michael was a jerk to her, as she expected. The most unexpected thing, he's fallen for her.

❝You see we have a little bet going on between us teachers. The rules are pretty simple and straightforward; Who can fuck you best.❞ IN WHICH a wicked game arises between the teachers. Going to all and any lengths to win this bet just to be able to prove themselves right - unfortunately at a student's expense. Lines will be crossed, morals will be forgotten, hearts will be broken and for what reason? A little taste of sin. They're all thirsting to win. And the target has been chosen. ~still waiting for an update~

"Do you trust me!?" Hunter shouted "What is this? A fucking Disney movie!?" Y/n shouted back. "Do you want to die!?" Hunter shouted Y/n shook her head. "Yeah! Neither do I.." --------------- Y/n is not from the demon realm but from the human realm, she arrived with Luz. Both known each other since elementary. As Luz and Y/n were in the demon realm, they tried to do magic. Luz happy to be in a realm of magic, Y/n just following as she does and enjoying the magic realm as well. But as Luz is living her fantasy dream she begins to distance herself from Y/n. Y/n trying her best to learn magic too. But after one accident on a mission, Y/n decided that there is no purpose with her here. So since then she's distance herself from everyone. Her main objective now is to get home, but with that she'd have to face many challenges. But all she knows that no matter what, nothing can change her objective...not even 𝐿𝑜𝑣𝑒? (I did not make the cover) Started: beginning of April 2022