Los Angeles, 1986. The city of bright lights, big dreams, and even bigger heartbreaks. When Nina lands a modeling contract in LA, she's thrown headfirst into a world of flashing cameras, ruthless competition, and a loneliness she never expected. Then she meets Rex - the magnetic lead singer of a rock band on the edge of their big break. He's charming, reckless, impossible to ignore... and exactly the kind of trouble she promised herself to avoid. As Nina fights to survive the brutal modeling industry, builds new friendships, and tries to find her place in a city that never stops moving, one question keeps echoing through the noise: Will she be strong enough to stay true to herself - or will she lose herself in the very dream she came here to chase?

This is a Run 3 fanfic: This story is intended for viewers of 18+ for drinking/sexual content, language All who ran 10,000+ meters are invited to a night party at Angel's place. Just one night, binge drinking, hanging out changed the way Runner sees one certain character. Not really interested in the Pastafarian, she kindly decided to bring her home so she can rest from being drunk. One night suddenly turned into one whole week. What would it be like if Runner had Pastafarian as a girlfriend or friends with benefits... For one week~

Hi, my name is Mira and I'm entering a new phase in life. I wish it was as smooth as it sounds. I wish it was, hmm just so normal. And then there was that book. A dusty, untitled thing. As a newly heartbroken girl, I just wanted a distraction, something I could get lost in and daydream about(I almost did, until that deflecting idiot). But it messed with my head so much over time, that I can't possibly explain but I can definitely show it. What I realized is that some stories aren't just stories... maybe they're just someone else's stage entirely. PS: The author is so cruel to make me go through it all, painfully slow. A/N: This story is intended for audiences(18+). Some chapters contain strong language, alcohol use, references to self harm and mental health, sexual content and suggestive themes. Reader Discretion Advised.

📕 Blurb: "Before there was time, before there was anything, there was nothing. And from the nothing came the blazing light, infinite and free." "Dad, how can something come from nothing?" "If there is nothing, then what is there to stop it from becoming something?" 100 years ago, the Lunarians and Solarians lost their home. Banished from paradise after generations of war, both peoples now live together in exile within the Varee, waiting for the one person capable of opening the path back: the Key. Dawn was never supposed to survive long enough to become that person. Born as an impossible child between light and darkness, Dawn grows up caught between gods who play games with lives, heroes haunted by their sins, and a world still struggling to forgive itself. To become Key, he must survive impossible trials and discover what he truly is-before old hatreds buried by war claw their way back from the dead. To save the world, Dawn must first survive becoming the thing everyone else needs him to be. But can he forgive them? 🔆 Similar Inspirations: Kingdom Hearts, Full Metal Alchemist, Made In Abyss, Attack On Titan, Hunter x Hunter. ❗️Content warnings: Bullying, ableism, mild innuendo, crude humor, infrequent profanity, racism, fantasy violence, graphic injury, slavery, emotional abuse, none explicit nudity, passive suicidal ideation, and allusions to sexual assault. 🧮 Current word count: 93,030

Humanity has fallen, hiding underground for the sake of their survival. Clinging to the remains of the old civilization, bringing back old vehicles and modifying them to become battle-machines, steeds to lead the human resistance against their enemy, the harbingers of their collapse: The Razorgen. Highly advanced Biomechanical beings resembling animals that once roamed the Earth. The story follows Thomas Mere and Mia Reze, captains of a team that they built: The Blackout Ghouls. With their flagship car, Little Ghoul, they race through the dusty trails of their collapsed world, letting their love lead the way. If the world has fallen, has love vanished as well? Would ending this war, be the answer to find happiness? Has love perished because of the machines? Or did love perish, because humanity forsake it? *Author's note: A new part will be published on the 15th and 30th of every month.*