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"I have no jar of sweet honey between my arms," I murmured, my voice soft, "No shy lamb trailing innocently behind me. I offer to you, Queen of the Gods, only what I owe as of now: my mind, and my body." As if my blood could become ambrosia, and my eyes could be loved as she loved the moon, or her swans. A whisper of the night breeze brushed my name on my skin. And yet, none had spoken. ~~~~~~~ A pair of silver eyes crinkle at the moon, and shadowy fingers start untangling the golden thread, as fresh as youth.

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Awards & Honors 1st Place: Best Plot/Concept in The Inked and Unwritten Awards (my first contest and win XD) On the morning she should have been finalizing wedding plans, Cassandra Vale is torn from her life by a summoning ritual that mistakes desperation for destiny. She awakens in a foreign court alongside four other strangers, each pulled from unfinished lives and private futures. Jason Calloway looks like he lives in the gym and believes strength can solve anything. William James prefers silence and observation to conversation. Vivian Sterling built a life through screens and attention, now stranded in a world that doesn't care who's watching. And Alexander Mercer-the effortless golden boy-hides the truth behind a smile that disarms everyone. Together, they are declared heroes. A world on the brink of collapse claims it had no choice. Demons press against failing seals. Ancient protections crumble. And those in power believe salvation can be taken from another reality, if the need is great enough. But the summoned are not grateful. Being chosen doesn't make you a hero. It makes you a resource. And Cassandra Vale never agreed to be merciful. From the moment they arrive, it becomes clear the ritual was flawed, the explanations incomplete, and the cost deliberately obscured. Cassandra recognizes the pattern immediately. She's read these stories. She knows the roles being offered, the expectations being placed, and the quiet demand for obedience that follows. Playing along may be the only way to survive-but that doesn't mean she intends to accept it. As grief hardens into anger and fragile alliances form, the summoned heroes agree to help a world that stole them. Not because they believe in destiny. Not because they were chosen. But because innocent lives are caught in the middle. This is not a story about divine heroes. It's about a forced kidnapping that tries to turn them into one.

Collab with @renriorson Part I- Divine Desire (1-32) Part II- Dreamed Kingdoms (1-12) Full authority of @obsessionwithdragons Part III- The Mortal God (13+) [In Navarre, riders are forged in fire, scribes in ink. Both are bound by loyalty. Both are taught only what the kingdom wants them to know.] ~~~~~~~~~~~~ I have no jar of sweet honey between my arms," I murmured, my voice soft, "No shy lamb trailing innocently behind me. I offer to you, Queen of the Gods, only what I owe as of now: my mind, and my body." A whisper of the night breeze brushed my name on my skin. Arke Tauri. --------------------- [When the scribe's forbidden truths collide with the rider's battlefield loyalties, they uncover secrets that could unravel the fragile balance of Navarre itself. And the more they learn, the more dangerous the lies become.] ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ His shadows curl faintly at the edges of the bench, and his eyes catch mine. "Remember, you're not weak. You're not breakable. And you're so much stronger than you think. Don't let them break you, Kaia Draven."

**DISCLAIMER** THIS BOOK IS A MINECRAFT FANFIC AND IS INSPIRED BY THE COOL YOUTUBER NOTVIXIOS. CREDITS TO HIM AND MINECRAFT FOR THE IDEA.** Enjoy plz. :) I didn't think anything could go wrong in this world. I lived peacefully and contentedly with my friends. Until I got word the sun was coming to destroy the world as we knew it. Thats impossible though! Right...? When Deathrattle66 and her friends hear about the upcoming doom of their world they thought nothing of it. But when it was pointed out that their sun truly WAS coming to their world in the short time span of 10 days they scramble to prepare. The burning sun brings things they had never seen in the world of Minecraft, weather changes, animals go wild, the mobs are way more deadly, and new creatures emerge from the dark. 10 days, 4 players, Everything to lose. Will Deathrattle and the others find a way to escape or prevent this upcoming doom? Or will they all burn in the intense inevitable heat of the sun? Please enjoy reading.

Trigger Warning Graphic violence and murder are depicted in detail. This chapter (and the entire story) contains explicit descriptions of killing. If you are sensitive to such content, please skip this story. In 1973 Brooklyn, a quiet, anxious teenager makes a choice that changes everything. What begins as a solution to fear turns into something darker, colder, and harder to stop. Told in an unflinching first-person voice, A Killer's Way is a brutal, intimate look at violence, justification, and the lies we tell ourselves to sleep at night. This isn't a story about justice. It's about why.

After years of adventuring together and being around each other, Megumin and Kazuma got married and decided to have kids. They ended up having a set of twins, a boy and a girl. Even though they still go on adventures, they wouldn't trade their little kids for anything. This is a fanfiction of Konosuba, mostly an after story.

Damianya one shots Hey, I'm a writer who mainly writes funny and wholesome little stories of Damianya. Hope you like it! I'm also cool with comments, sometimes they give me inspo. :D Not ALL art is mine ( I'll tell u if I drew it or not/ it'll be obvious ) Also it's not really Mature but I'll put a warning at the start of a chapter if I feel it's a bit mature

Held captive in a government lab for her entire life, an inner dimensional creature, known as a Zellipon, breaches her prison, and escapes. Out in the world, she runs, but with no idea where to go. Fate throws her into the strong arms of Toren, a creature like her. Toren Drosk is a cut throat sniper with a chip on his shoulder, working for the military of Valdrenskova, the Zellipons homeland. He takes her in, teaches her of her heritage, what she is, and of all the suffering humanity has befallen unto their people. The Zellipons are a species of human and animal shifters, beings of immense power. But even with great power, they became victims of humanity's greed. They lived in peace, until siege was laid upon them. And when they fought back, the Earth's governments tainted their image with hoaxes, propaganda, and false flags. Through thick and thin, she and Toren come to rely on each other, surviving deadly encounters, anonymity, isolation, and in their horizon, a war is coming. She discovers her destiny is far greater than either of them could've ever imagined. In the midst of being hunted, tracked, and everything in between, she and Toren find that there may be something more between them than they thought.