𝘏𝘌𝘠 𝘠𝘖𝘜, 𝘋𝘖𝘕'𝘛 𝘠𝘖𝘜 𝘛𝘏𝘐𝘕𝘒 𝘐𝘛'𝘚 𝘒𝘐𝘕𝘋𝘈 𝘊𝘜𝘛𝘌 𝘛𝘏𝘈𝘛 𝘐 𝘋𝘐𝘌𝘋 𝘙𝘐𝘎𝘏𝘛 𝘐𝘕𝘚𝘐𝘋𝘌 𝘠𝘖𝘜𝘙 𝘈𝘙𝘔𝘚 𝘛𝘖𝘕𝘐𝘎𝘏𝘛. → In which a girl wakes up in the world of her favorite novel. She wants to spend her time admiring the characters from the sidelines but little does she know, the female lead isn't the one the characters have eyes for.

It was the year 1700s, the Golden Age of Piracy. The idea of crime beginning to blossom in the minds of the people who had no peace in life, looking for something refreshing and violent. But amongst these pirates were one ship unknown. Follow their journey as pirates and be one of their crew as you read. !! WARNINGS !! This book will contain some graphic details of violence and other heavy crimes. This will also have some detailed imagery of these doings and may trigger you. Please read this book with caution as it will contain harmful thoughts about oneself and to others.

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《Book 2》 Pangaea Academy is an elite boarding school that provides the best materials and education. Personally taught by retired leaders and highly trained professional teachers. Leader, City, or a Town. May you be of royal blood or not. None of it matters once you stepped on its ground. In here, they practice equality. At least, that was what Philipia once thought. Who knew, sending her here would only lead her to the truth that she, herself, did not know existed. The pacifist is stepping closer to neutrality. "Welcome back to Pangaea Academy."

《Book 1》 A school where all countries could be one. A school that teach you peace and prosperity. A school that gave them the illusion of a normal life. Philipia; a female leader attending a male dominated academy, was sent by Martial, to befriend the leaders who once terrorized and destroyed their life. The road to revenge and pain has finally opened it's doors. But as a leader on the pacifist side, can she do it? "Welcome to Pangaea Academy. An elite boarding school where leaders meet and sit in a position of equality." "Are you ready to start your first day with a gun or pen?" ____________________ 【 This story is a work of fiction. The names of the countries that will be mentioned are not historically accurate. 】

'One Killer Maze', a reality TV show that has tens of thousands of fans around the world watching. The title of this show has one true meaning. Y/N, one of their longtime fans, has been watching for quite a while, loving the details they put into the show, characters, and acting. Each scene had been created in such a realistic way, sometimes you forgot you were watching a show! The contests themselves, as they were 'murdered' by the killers ensnared in the maze with them, always had pure fear written across their faces. What if, on a very special night, this TV show hosted a contest for brand new contestants to enter the maze? New contestants like the viewers. New contestants like Y/N. The shows' questionable authority slowly begins to come to light as their first episode of the tenth season began to air, Y/N the first one on the screen. ORIGINALLY POSTED ON QUOTEV. ALL CHARACTERS ARE OF AGE HERE (unless stated otherwise). [ Finished On Quotev 10/25/21 ]

Philia lived a good life, as a country-master; she did her job really well... Maybe "too" well. She worked alongside her brothers: Gregorio and Martial. All three of them rose their country to the top and succeeded. There were endless wars and many people died. But in the end, everything came to a close. All countries United, all countries finally agreed peace - no more war, no more poverty, no more arguments, no more corruption, and no more unjustified deaths. It was like the whole world, finally decided to get their shit together. Unfortunately, the most important pearl of the orient sea fell ill. Her life hanging by the thread, she breathed her last breath and died... A least that's what she thinks. "Wake up my lady, it's 8 o'clock time to get up" Why is she alive? Her Butler is also alive-but wait! She isn't the "real" Philia but she's still "the" Philia? "Why am I back again? And why am I evil?!"

"I will never leave you; I can give you everything they didn't. You're all mine." His gloved hand gripped the lead pipe as he brought it down on the orderlies' skull, the sickening crunch sounding like music to his ears. A pool of blood quickly formed, chunks of brain matter mixing with the thick red liquid. The masked man rarely felt a rage like this, but they had finally stepped over the line. They beat him, mocked him, humiliated him. Treated him like a lowly dog, viewed him as less than dirt. He had to suffer through it all, his ability to speak being held captive by his master until he was freed. He suffered in silence, not even able to hide behind his frowny faced mask, his only true respite gone and in some filing cabinet as 'evidence'. But then she showed up. She was his psychologist; he was under her care. She stepped in, protecting him from the abuse he endured, stopping others from kicking him when he was down. And he knew just how he was going to repay her kindness.

As a psychology student, being casually stalked has thrown you for a bit of a loop.

nyctophilia; love of darkness or night. finding relaxation or comfort in the darkness. Draco Malfoy is cruel, arrogant, cold, manipulative, pompous, and many other things. Nobody liked him and his attitude, except his fellow Slytherins. Of course, this was out of fear for all the power the Malfoy family held over everyone. He believed he was the richest and most powerful student of Hogwarts. Until, he meets one particular girl who is different from all the rest. One girl who was colder and more powerful than the blonde Slytherin. One girl the Hogwarts students feared more than the Malfoy himself. You could say, he was beneath her. //in which two conflicted souls both have a taste for a little darkness in their lives, whether it may or may not be found in each other. [gof-dh] disclaimer; i only own this storyline and plot, and you own yourself. i don't own anything from the harry potter world, that all belongs to j.k. rowling.