"Who's there?" Megara asked, her voice calm but curious. Medusa was stunned into silence. It wasn't fear in Megara's tone-just genuine curiosity. For a moment, Medusa considered fleeing, but something about the priestess's unthreatening demeanor held her in place. When Medusa finally spoke, her voice was hesitant, as if unsure of how to handle this unusual encounter. "You shouldn't be here," she said softly, her tone carrying both a warning and a plea. Megara tilted her head slightly, sensing the tension in the voice. "Forgive me. I didn't mean to intrude," she said, turning her face toward Medusa without hesitation. "I'm gathering herbs for the temple. This garden is... beautiful." Medusa blinked, utterly perplexed. No one had complimented her or anything of hers in so long. "You... you're not afraid?" Medusa asked, her snakes hissing softly in curiosity. Megara smiled faintly. "Why would I be afraid? You sound lonely, not dangerous."

Paris was supposed to be just an assignment-a cover, a way to disappear without leaving a trace. Under another name, Emily learns what it means to live without the BAU, without certainty, without protection. But some cities don't allow distance, and some choices make it impossible to turn back. Because even in the shadows, certain truths always find their way to the surface.

Na pustyni wiatr prawie zawsze wiał z południa. Przynosił ze sobą zapach słońca, wysychającego mułu i sandałowca. Sypał piachem w oczy, plątał nogi wielbłądom i szumiał przyschniętymi gałęziami oleandrów. Alauddin nienawidził wiatru - kłuł go w oczy, aż do łez, zacierał ślady na piasku, przynosił ze sobą jeszcze większe kurzawy, ciemne chmury i strach. Galija uwielbiała wiatr - muskał jej skórę, otulał ją ze wszystkich stron, pachniał wolnością, marzeniami i tym wszystkim, czego nie mogła mieć. A słoneczny Agrabah, jak na złość, leżał pośród morza piasku, gdzie wiatr wiał we wszystkie strony jednocześnie. Wiatr - zmienny, ulotny. Zupełnie jak ludzkie życie. Ile wart jest życie? Nic. Zupełnie jak wiatr. ──────────── retelling ❝ᴀʟᴀᴅʏɴ ɪ ᴍᴀɢɪᴄᴢɴᴀ ʟᴀᴍᴘᴀ❞. mogą występować także motywy innych baśni. świat i fabuła inspirowane są kulturą i baśniami arabskimi, jednak nie(wiem, czy) ukazują one prawdziwych realiów, czy zachowań. UWAGA! występują: bohaterowie targani emocjami, choroby psychiczne, elementy folklorystyczne i mitologiczne, kwestie religijne, mizoginia, myśli samobójcze, odniesienia do seksu(alności), przemoc, przekleństwa, śmierć.

Mihriban was born in Dukagjin mountains as villager's daughter, but only at the age of four she was captured and sold as a slave on Istanbul market. She had luck that she was adopted by Chief of Ottoman Navy Ali Reis and his wife Mersiha Hatun. Bayezid was fourth child of Sultan Suleyman and Haseki Hürrem Sultan and he always felt less loved than all of his brothers. Bayezid could have never find the love he wanted to, the love which his father had towards his mother. This fanfiction is based on the show Magnificent Century but I have changed the plot. I do not own any charachter except for Mihriban, Ali Reis Paşa, Mersiha Hatun and few others that will be included in the story later. Bayezid doesn't have any concubine yet in this show, so Huricihan and Defne won't be included here.

❝ '𝘔𝘰𝘯𝘴𝘵𝘦𝘳' 𝘪𝘴 𝘢 𝘳𝘦𝘭𝘢𝘵𝘪𝘷𝘦 𝘵𝘦𝘳𝘮. 𝘛𝘰 𝘢 𝘤𝘢𝘯𝘢𝘳𝘺, 𝘢 𝘤𝘢𝘵 𝘪𝘴 𝘢 𝘮𝘰𝘯𝘴𝘵𝘦𝘳. 𝘞𝘦'𝘳𝘦 𝘫𝘶𝘴𝘵 𝘶𝘴𝘦𝘥 𝘵𝘰 𝘣𝘦𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘤𝘢𝘵. ❞ ▸ 𝗕𝗼𝗼𝗸 𝟭 : 𝖩𝖴𝖱𝖠𝖲𝖲𝖨𝖢 𝗕𝗼𝗼𝗸 𝟮 : 𝖤𝖷𝖳𝖨𝖭𝖢𝖳𝖨𝖮𝖭 (coming soon) 𝗕𝗼𝗼𝗸 𝟯 : - - - In a magical island full of dinosaurs that housed the world's biggest theme park, Jurassic World, worked Kate with her ex-navy, animal behaviourist brother, Owen, who trained the velociraptors pack. When a containment breach sent everything into chaos on the very day the park's operation manager tasked her with receiving the nephews, all the while her brother was off to an inspection of the first hybrid dinosaur of the park, can Kate look after the boys, return them to their aunt and find her brother in time before everything is doomed? #zachxreader #owenxsister #velociraptors-trainer ©psychedeliah Started On: April 2, 2018 Completed On: June 3, 2018 Editing finalized on: April 06, 2025

in which the servant of halime sultan, and object of affection of the late şehzade mahmud, believes she will be reborn with the love of the new sultan ahmed. little did she know that love would be a funeral for all she held dear. OR in which it was not mafiruze who had sultan ahmed's first son but another, and how it changed the course of history forever. past şehzade mahmud x oc sultan ahmed x oc iskander x oc

Lisbon suffers and accident, and jane agrees to take care of her, they have a wonderfull night together... will this bring cosequences? will this leave Lisbon in a terrible danger?

Jade is searching for herself in a world that feels unfamiliar, while Perrie struggles to adjust to the changes in her fiancé and their relationship. But everything changes when Jade finds out that she's pregnant. And Spoiler: Perrie has nothing to do with it. Can Jerrie survive this or will it tear them apart? Sequel to "the show must go on."

"Nothing comes between us right?" The other two girls smiled. "Nothing comes between us" they repeated together. What does the future hold for the three members of Little Mix? Will they be able to maintain their friendship or will something come between them? Little mix life through the years, totally fictional

Five years into the hiatus and nothing was the same anymore. During that time something had been broken along the way and all the girls could do was move on and focus on their careers and personal lives. Nevertheless, life will bring them together one last time: will they be able to overcome their problems and find their spark back? Assuming that they had lost it