Hi, this's book for one shot story, VOL. 2 Just a reminder that all stories here are fictional and made for fun. Some content may be mature (18+), so please read with care! This is a safe zone - only love and support allowed! Requests are welcome anytime! If you have a Mina x Y/N idea you want to see, feel free to share! Thank you so much for joining this little journey with me!

It was never supposed to mean anything. Just a fleeting moment. A beautiful mistake, soaked in midnight and quiet desperation. One night to forget the rules. To taste freedom in the arms of a stranger. To let go without thinking of the morning after. No goodbyes. No consequences. Only touches that lingered too long, and memories etched into skin like whispers. But fate doesn't play fair. Because when Mia stepped into her classroom that Monday morning, time didn't just stop. It held its breath. And there she was. The stranger from that night. But not draped in shadows this time. No, now she stood in the light. Composed. Commanding. Off-limits. Her new English teacher. Their eyes met. A flash of recognition. A pause too long to be innocent. Mia's heart stumbled in her chest. The room faded, voices dulled, the world narrowed to just her. The woman she wasn't supposed to see again. The woman who now held her future in the palm of her hand. And maybe, just maybe, still remembered everything.

Ayra Marchetti construiu uma vida longe da Itália, em Los Angeles, onde a distância protegia a sua sanidade do sobrenome que carrega. Mas um telefonema do pai, a arranca do anonimato: seu irmão mais velho, o herdeiro da família, está desaparecido. Ao voltar para a mansão isolada no Golfo de Nápoles, Ayra descobre que o pai já agiu. Para segurar a aliança com os Cormac, Enzo simplesmente substituiu o filho desaparecido pelo próprio casamento. Enquanto lida com a frieza do pai, a presença enigmática de Charlotte e a pressão de ser a única herdeira restante, Ayra precisa descobrir o que realmente aconteceu com Luca. Com segredos enterrados na própria casa e alianças que mudam conforme a conveniência, ela percebe que o desaparecimento do irmão não foi um acaso, e que para encontrar a verdade, talvez precise se tornar exatamente aquilo que sempre tentou não ser: uma Marchetti.

Reincarnation is a cosmic lottery, and this time I've won a medieval village, a twin brother who collects other people's undergarments as though they were sacred relics, and a newborn's body that collapses if I use more than 5% of my own power. Brilliant. Splendid. Marvellous. Well. I have been an empress, a cultivator, a goddess, a dragon, and at least three things that have no name in any civilised tongue. I have governed sects, empires, and at least one dimension that would rather not be mentioned. I have survived wars, apocalypses, and cultivation masters who considered suicide missions a perfectly sound pedagogical method. My plan, then, is simple: pretend to be a normal child, drink my tea in peace, and refrain from destroying anything of structural importance. Eos, my intelligent system, puts the probability of that working out at 12%. She's being optimistic.

A Street Rat and A Princess What an odd pair, yet fate was playful enough to have them meet. Coincidence? A game by fate? Or was it simply just set in the stars already? Either way Fate was a mischievous one DISCLAIMERS: I DO NOT OWN ALADDIN.I DO NOT OWN ANY PICTURES,VIDEOS,OR MUSIC THAT WILL BE POSSIBLY IN IT.THEY ALL BELONG TO THEIR RIGHTFUL OWNERS.I ONLY OWN SOME OF THE PLOT AND THE OC'S IN IT.

In the year 1945 The sirens Launched a daring a Assault on the Azurlane base which the shipgirls were not prepared and caught Off guard but One ship Managed to hold on Until She Died right Before the reinforcement has a arrived . But before she died She saw a siren managed to copy her body and that's was the last thing she saw . September 25 1914 to November 22 1914 Ww1 has begun due to The assasination of Arch duke Franz Ferdinand of Austria Hungary and other things . In the current time both France , Britain and the German Empire were all trying to flank each other until They reach the sea Commonly known as Race to the sea . On the Battlefield A Certain Soldier was confused of what was happening. ????? : Where am i ? Beware of the tags that i am going to put as the story progresses.

In Halcyon Reach, heroes are celebrated. They stand in parades. They smile for cameras. They promise safety. The Vanguard Initiative is the city's golden shield. But every shield casts a shadow. Beneath the streets, the Ashborne Syndicate moves unseen - organized, disciplined, patient. The public knows their codenames. Their powers. Their violence. They do not know their faces. Ghost is one of the Syndicate's most feared operatives - faceless, relentless, and completely loyal to a cause the heroes call criminal. When missions collide and the city becomes a battlefield, the line between protector and enemy begins to blur. The Vanguard fight in the light. Ghost fights in the dark. And Halcyon Reach is about to learn which one burns hotter. Warning ⚠️ This book contains the following: Smut, mature language, blood/gore, ect. Do not read if not over the age of 18. I claim all rights to my characters and ideas and willing to hear ideas about my book, feel free to share any and all opinions.😁

Micah, a college student with her own setbacks but warm personality, never expected to be drawn to her new and beautiful literature professor, Inara. As they navigate the delicate balance between clear ethics and attraction, Micah finds herself captivated by Inara intellect, charm, and the way she seems to see right through her. Despite the unspoken rules and risks, their connection grows, challenging them to confront their own boundaries and the consequences of a love that could cost them everything. In a story of longing, secrecy, and desire, Micah and Inara must decide if their forbidden love is worth breaking all the rules. "No." "No?" She says and I shake my head. "The hell do you mean no? So you didn't sleep with her?" "Yes! I mean no." She scoffs. "Get the hell out.

Morticia Addams is a professor as Nevermore Academy. Y/N Cassidy is an Atropos Fate. She is one of the rarest outcasts, similar to the Fates in Greek Mythology. Clotho Fates start a life, Lachesis Fates decide weather they are good or bad people, and Atropos Fates kill them. Atropos Fates can stop death, however they live by one policy if they were to stop death. A life for a life.

"I think of her so much, it drives me crazy" dark red - a red color that reflects little light. red, redness - red color or pigment; the chromatic color resembling the hue of blood. --- Arabella felt as if her lungs weren't working, and the room was closing in on her. Her heart was beating so fast she thought it would explode. She could almost taste the metallic sweat that was dripping down her forehead and collecting in her underarms. Is this what love felt like? Morticia Addams x OC Fanfiction Set in the Netflix Wednesday Show