The world had gone to hell long ago, taken over by the vampire race. In order to keep some sort of peace in our land, the Vampire Lords made a consecutive agreement. The rich and powerful humans could survive just as they had been, untouched by the vampires save for the occasional blood collections, or so they thought In reality, we were all under their control. Castles spread out throughout our land, one landing in each city. Each castle varied in the number of vampires residing there, but all of them carried a Lord. The Lords were the ones in charge in every city, whether we liked it or not. The vampires often roam through the city, making sure that everyone was in order and no one stepped out of line. If you stepped out of line, you died, end of story. Even if the rich were still under their control, their lives were still better than the poor. The poorest lives held a much worse fate. The men were to be put to work as slaves, whether that meant serving a specific vampire, or just building their castles, they were slaves. The women were to be pets. Pets were the lowest rank you could have. They were forced into cages that were too small to stand in with collars around their necks. They spent their lives in pet shops, just waiting for the dreadful day that they'll be bought. They were treated like animals, trained into what their master wanted, and punished if they misbehaved. Those who were lucky enough to live through that, we're to be slaughtered for their blood at age twenty-five in an act to make sure that our population would stay steady. I was born into this world. Born into this world full of blood-sucking monsters. Except, I was one of the lucky ones. Was. It all ended for me when I was 12, when I was taken away from the last bit of hope and family that I had left. Ever since then, I've lived in a cage, just rotting away, waiting, dreading for the day that some monster would make me his. This is my life. I am a pet. ~~~ Cover by: @mshacake

"Each world has its own story. Even if you tried to get a story from me, I wouldn't be able to tell you half of it. There is so much life in each build and block, and each event has told their own tale. But it has to start somewhere." Fate has the oddest ways of getting people together. It might tear your world apart as you know it. It might give you loss and grief. It might even show you a side that you never knew you had. But it does all this for a reason. What is that reason? Well... You'll have to find out. This is the origin of how Hermitcraft came to be. Just remember-- Every end of a story is a new beginning for another. - Some information before you start the story: - This story takes place before Hermitcraft officially started, so maybe 7-8 years ago or so. - Despite this, though, the world is set in 1.13/1.14. - If you die, it's permanent. There are no respawn mechanisms. - The backstories for each character are based around events that happened in Season 6, which might not be relevant in seasons to come. - The total word count for this story is 49,001. It was originally published on October 16, 2019. - I try to mention each Hermit at least once, but I might have missed some. DISCLAIMER: This book does hint at a bit of shipping. I write ships based on the Hermits' Minecraft personas and not their actual IRL selves. None of this content is meant to offend anyone, it's purely a writing hobby. If any of the Hermits find any of my content disrespectful or uncomfortable, I have no problem in taking it down. With all that being said, enjoy the story!

The main character always ends up with the male lead? Even if they're backstabbing, evil, and cruel, they will live happily ever after just because they are the main character? Even if they're so innocent that they cause countless deaths, they will still be treated with love and respect, with everyone groveling at their feet to help them. Well, the readers have agreed to disagree with this thought. It's about time to revolt! Alright then, we just need someone to destroy the main character. We need to take away the main character's golden thigh. Since that's the case, we need to Steal The Male Lead. AN: Hello everyone, so this is going to be my third book ever written on Wattpad. I've actually had plans for this book for a while and I also have many ideas for the other arcs but, please enjoy the book, and I will try to keep a constant update on it. *If any of the photos are yours or you know that the artist of the photos or characters don't want it up, please comment down right away so that I can delete it. None of the photos are mine and rightfully belong to the artist.*

Book I "There's no such thing as a hero. As far as I'm concerned, You shouldn't need some bullshit label to do the right thing." || Izanami Shi would stop at nothing to fulfill her vow. Stuck between what's right and what's wrong and bound by her own Bushido code, this rising hero would do whatever necessary for the greater good. Even if it meant sacrificing friends. Even if it meant sacrificing family. Even if it meant sacrificing love. Even if it meant...sacrificing her own life. Because she wasn't a hero. As far as she was concerned...Heroes don't exist. ~•~ [ #3 in bokunoheroacademia] [#1 in bokunohero] [#1 in shoto] [#1 in bakugou]

Seth was admitted into West Valley Psychiatric Hospital at such a young age for something he didn't quite understand was bad. To him, he was right, and he always stood by that opinion as the years went by. With his condition worsening, nurses and doctors found themselves giving up on the poor man until one day a new nurse is hired. She is different to him. She is good to him. Can Y/N save him, or will Seth be doomed to be trapped in the asylum for the rest of his life? Mentally Unstable Male x Female Reader Please Note, I am by no means a medical professional, nor am I well-versed in mental illnesses or have stepped foot into any mental facility. Considering this, I'll do my best researching about these things as I write this book. I'd just like you to keep these things in mind while reading, as certain things might not be accurate depictions. Also, the scenarios depicted in this story are fictional and at times, exaggerated, but may relate to some real life themes, such as abuse, neglect, so on and so forth. May you enjoy your read.

30 year old Bastian Smith died and reincarnated in a different body in a word different from earth. The body he was in was that of a 12 year old noble boy. Bastian was at a loss. This new body however had a dragon looking tattoo on his chest. When he touched it something strange occurred. A powerful voice resounded in his mind. "To the owner of the titans mark be warned. You shall bear great power but u also bear a curse. Anyone who bears this mark is a child of I the great Ambevilius , emperor of all that is under the heavens. The first to slay or subdue 1000 mark bearers shall become my successor. This is not a destiny you can escape so fight in the name of my glory!" At this moment the memories belonging to this body merged with his. This was the sovereign continent, a place were only the strong are just! Bastian began his long and adventurous journey... To earn the right to sit on the Titans Throne! Three chapters a week for the moment. Please vote ;) Highest rank so far #23 in Fantasy and 14 in Strategy

- 𝚂𝚝𝚊𝚛𝚔𝚜 𝚊𝚛𝚎 𝚞𝚜𝚞𝚊𝚕𝚕𝚢 𝚘𝚗𝚎𝚜 𝚠𝚑𝚘 𝚍𝚘𝚗'𝚝 𝚜𝚝𝚘𝚙 𝚝𝚊𝚕𝚔𝚒𝚗𝚐, 𝚟𝚎𝚛𝚢 𝚘𝚞𝚝𝚐𝚘𝚒𝚗𝚐, 𝚘𝚛 𝚐𝚎𝚝 𝚊𝚗𝚗𝚘𝚢𝚒𝚗𝚐. 𝙱𝚞𝚝 𝚗𝚘𝚝 𝚑𝚎𝚛. 𝚂𝚑𝚎'𝚜 𝚊 𝙼𝚞𝚝𝚎 𝚂𝚝𝚊𝚛𝚔. 𝙷𝚎𝚛 𝚕𝚒𝚏𝚎 𝚒𝚜 𝚍𝚎𝚏𝚒𝚗𝚒𝚝𝚎𝚕𝚢 𝚊𝚗 𝚊𝚍𝚟𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚞𝚛𝚎. 𝙱𝚞𝚝 𝚜𝚑𝚎 𝚜𝚘𝚘𝚗 𝚐𝚘𝚎𝚜 𝚝𝚑𝚛𝚘𝚞𝚐𝚑 𝚊 𝚗𝚎𝚠 𝚘𝚗𝚎 𝚠𝚑𝚎𝚗 𝚜𝚑𝚎 𝚖𝚎𝚎𝚝𝚜 𝚊 𝚋𝚘𝚢 𝚗𝚊𝚖𝚎𝚍 𝙿𝚎𝚝𝚎𝚛 𝙿𝚊𝚛𝚔𝚎𝚛. \ #1 in Michelle Jones ; April 11th 2020 /