Naruto lives at the orphanage, is everyone's favorite nii-chan, and is the only person the other kids will listen to. Naruto however, is beaten and starved there. This causes the blonde to fall into a deep depression, and in a flash of hope, the Hokage allows Naruto to join the academy early after his 4th birthday. With an especially traumatizing birthday, Naruto stops talking altogether. With the help of "'Rama-sensei," Naruto goes to great lengths in the ninja ranks. Naruto makes friends with the most unlikely people, none of which are even close to his age- not that anyone else realises that... Can these friends drag Naruto into the light and bring back his voice? HEY GUYS, SO THIS BOOK IS ENTERED IN THE WATTY AWARDS!!!!! SO GUYS ... PLEASE all of you vote for this book on twitter XD enjoy my fan fiction love you all xoxo K. OXOX

What if Naruto Uzumaki was smarter than he let on? What if Naruto was the smartest of his generation? What if Naruto was stronger than he seemed? What if Naruto was the famous ANBU Captain Killer Fox? What if these are not 'what if's'? I do not own any pics/videos used, and I do not own Naruto and any other characters other than any of my oc. (This book builds up so much, but is pretty anticlimactic. This was my first fanfic, so don't expect to much.)

Life is a journey with roads that split. One simple choice that at first seemed so harmless can lead to a path of darkness, too easy to get lost in. For in that darkness, monsters dwell and do their best to swallow you whole. It's the year 1997. Michael is an ordinary high school student in Plymouth, England. He's popular among his peers and lives a good life under the roof of his loving Catholic parents. But he has been holding a secret he's afraid to tell. He's in love with his best friend, Tommy. Then one kiss that gave him hope ends up crumbling everything. Betrayed by his friend, outed for the entire school, and as the gossip spreads, he is left with no choice but to tell his parents. The reaction is as he feared. They couldn't accept it. Lost and inconsolable, he meets a man who lures him with his sweet talk. Seduces him with his kindness and comfort that is lost elsewhere. The promise of heaven was easy to accept, and so Michael does, only to discover himself trapped in hell instead. Fear shackles him and keeps him silent until it's time for those shackles to break. For even from the darkness, there can be a path towards the light when you get the chance and choose to find it. Can Michael still make his way back home? *Silent* is Michael's story of survival and the healing power of love. 🥇Dark romance in Gloria Regali awards

Seventeen-year-old Apollo Reyes-Perez is struggling to understand two things: his identity and his best friend's suicide. But when Amory Hartmann, the new boy in town, catches his attention, he discovers that the answers to those questions may be more complicated than he had anticipated. ...... After the passing of his best friend, Apollo is left in an unfamiliar world, or perhaps one he never understood. Swimming, friends, and family. That was Apollo's universe. Until one day it wasn't. His friends expect too much, his parents don't talk enough, and swimming feels wrong. It only took one day for his life to change. Isn't the world supposed to stop when the person closest to you is gone? That's what he believed. But when the realities of growing up as a Mexican-American teenager hurdle towards him, he must accept the simple fact that life goes on. This becomes abundantly clear when Amory Hartmann enters his life, forcing Apollo to face the parts of himself he intended to keep hidden. Pieces of himself he's been too afraid to share with a boy. Will Apollo learn to leave the past behind him and move towards the future, or will his demons keep dragging him back to the darkest point of his life? Featured by @TeenFiction 🥇1st place LGBTQ+: The Novelists Awards 2022-2023 🥉3rd place Romance: The Pride Awards 2023 💜 @YARomance Undiscovered Book of The Month {November 2022}

The people from Birth of a Hero were granted a miraculous chance to turn back time and rewrite their fates. The God of Death, who presided over their return, gave them a singular, cryptic mission. "You must find him," the deity commanded, his voice resonating with an otherworldly authority. "He is your last hope. Without him, all will fall to ruin." Or, Cale Henituse vanished from the Henituse Estate when he was just 12 years old, leaving behind more questions than answers. However, the truth was far more complex than anyone could imagine-Cale wasn't truly a Henituse by blood. In reality, he was a Thames, a lineage steeped in mystery and power. His mother wasn't human, and neither was he. His origins were tied to something far more ancient and otherworldly. His father wasn't Deruth Henituse but another being entirely-one whose existence defied mortal comprehension. This hidden heritage shaped Cale in ways no one could predict, his disappearance marking the beginning of a journey that would unravel secrets long buried. *Their is no transmigration, but the personality of Cale was always the same as Rok Soo. Disclaimer: This is my first time writing a story. English isn't my first language. I don't own the characters all the credits goes to ( Yoo Ryeo Han ) I don't own the cover, credits to the owner.

""Ah ah ah, not so fast puppy, I want you to beg for it. I want you tell me that you're a dirty little slut for me and that you want nothing more than master to make you cum". I gulped, my member was so hard that it was painful "I'm your dirty little slut master, all I want is for you to make me cum" I felt so embarrassed to say those words out loud but at the same time it made me feel so good to be made to feel so small." (hypothetically kinky) only one chapter as of right now but stay tuned I swear I have more coming in the future

Harry died at the age of 157. After he had killed voldemort he was thrown away from everyone he thought loved him. They had betrayed him after the hard work was done. he had been cast away to forever rot in Azkaban until he died. He had turned quiet through those long years. planning. seething. waiting for his time of revenge. he spent his time locked up seeking knowledge from the depths of his magic. traveling the world in a lasting coma, where he was not awake nor asleep. when he was 150 he escaped Azkaban and tracked down each and every one of the people who betrayed him. he killed them all, with no mercy. But he didn't just kill them and be done, oh no no no, he tortured them. made them watch there loved ones die. made them go to the point of insanity. and he loved every single second that he watched them suffer at the tips of his fingers. when he went to kill Dumbledore who had never died before but faked his death, he was killed in a ambush. still out for his blood he was helped by a family friend who we know as death. Harry was sent back to 1934 where he was know as 5 year old mute Hadrian Peverell. a orphan in wools orphanage and the beauty of the orphanage. he ends up being roomed with Tom Marvolo Riddle but with his now wise 157, well now 162 year old mind he was ready for anything. including excepting his soul mate and helping him. as Dumbledore always said. For the greater good.

In a rash act of self-sacrifice, Harry saves a dying Muggle by magically transferring the man's cancer to himself. Now, going through his fifth year with a terrible secret, he begins to realise just what he's given up. tw: terminal illness

The idea of having alternate universes is fun to think about. It's easy to be able to pretend that in a different life, in a different world, something completely different is happening to someone and everyone around them. So, let's pretend. Lets pretend that Harry Potter's experience with the Dursley's did not break him down to a shell of a boy. Instead, it made him stronger, made him ice cold and guarded from the world. His heart now wrapped in a cage and only the people he cared for most could reach through the bars without getting burned. Let's pretend that Draco Malfoy is as small and innocent as they come. There is an underlying fire that he has yet to discover, but in the meantime he is just a boy. A boy that craves for the love and affection that he was deprived of from his distant and cruel parents. Let's pretend that Draco Malfoy is drowning, drowning in his yearning to know and feel a connection, any type of connection with anyone. Let's pretend that Draco is reaching the edge of his limit and the only one to bring him back, make him step away from the cliff, is none other than Harry Potter.

While the wizarding world were led to believe that Harry Potter was treated like a prince, the reality was much worse. It was a shock for Draco to realise the other 11 year old in Madame Malkins' wasn't simply uninterested in him, but couldn't speak. He was even more shocked to discover that this child was none other than Harry Potter, someone he had been expecting to be as cocky as Snape had told him James was, not this small, shy, mute boy. From that moment on, Draco swore to himself that he would protect the smaller of the two, even if his parents disagreed with his decision.