"To save humanity, I must sacrifice my own." Astarr has her sights set on one goal -- saving humans from the monsters that invaded her world centuries ago. As the leader of the rebellion against demons, she's dedicated her life to the cause. The demons' uncanny abilities in manipulation and allure have brought down her family, her kingdom, and destroyed the nation. Evacuations are underway, but now one foe stands in her path.

1 - You're already walking. You just haven't noticed. 2 - Praise be our Lord. Forever efficient. TRIGGER WARNINGS: Dark themes, parental guilt, apocalyptic imagery, mild gore

Alex never planned on falling in love her freshman year. Especially not with Ethan-a fine, blue-eyed, blond-haired white boy who somehow knows exactly how to get under her skin. What starts as a random night at a college party turns into late-night calls, jealousy, arguments, secrets, and a love neither of them saw coming. But Ethan has an ex who isn't ready to let go. Alex has trust issues of her own. And their friends? They stay in everybody's business. 😭 With drama around every corner and two completely different worlds colliding, Alex and Ethan are about to learn that falling in love is easy... Staying in love is the hard part. One college. Two worlds. Too much drama. ❤️‍🔥

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~

An ATLA+OC fanfic "And who am I, an imperfect design? Shackled by your desire." The jungle is alive, and it does not welcome strangers. There are rumors in the villages near the forest's edge. Travelers speak of paths that rearrange themselves, trees that block the way, and a figure in the dark-silent, blindfolded, there one moment and gone the next. Some call her a spirit. Some call her a witch. No one has gotten close enough to find out. Her name is Lian Hua. She's fourteen years old. And she's been hiding for four years. " 애초에 당신은 도망치고 있었을 뿐, 단 한 순간도 자신의 진짜 감정을 직면하지 않았지. 적당한 대의나 정의 같은 것에 매달리면 뭔가 해결되는 것 같았어? 돌아온 건 그 개죽음인 거야." When four strangers and two animals crash through her canopy, she means to drive them out. They're loud. They're reckless. One of them bends air, one bends stone, one bends water and the other none at all, and all of them are being hunted by something they won't explain. She should send them away. She should close the trees and be done with it. But they're children. Tired, terrified, far from home. Just like she was. So against every instinct, she lets them stay. She doesn't know yet that this decision will drag her out of the jungle and into a war and a world she's been avoiding. She doesn't know that the people she's letting in will ask questions she's spent years burying-about her eyes, her bending, and the family she left behind. And she doesn't know that some secrets won't stay buried, no matter how deep you plant them. " こうやって何度も口にしていれば、いつか本当になるんじゃないかって。そうやって、自分も周りも騙し通せるんじゃないかって。" #1 on #ocinsert (18/7/2026) TW: Childhood trauma, bleeding, some violence, depression, anxiety and mental health themes, misogyny and bullying

Three mothers are murdered. Three children disappear. At every crime scene, a Polaroid of the missing child is left behind - their eyes burned from the photograph and strange numbers written across the back. When Sam and her five friends begin looking into the case, they uncover connections that shouldn't exist. The clues seem deliberate. Almost as if someone wants them to keep digging. But the deeper they go, the stranger everything becomes. Nightmares begin bleeding into reality, familiar places stop feeling safe, and Sam starts to realize that whatever is behind the disappearances may already know who she is. What began as curiosity becomes something far darker. And some mysteries don't want to be solved. ✦ ONGOING - New chapters are currently being written. This is only the beginning.

Half-elf siblings have started their journey running from the secret of their home using the war as their reasoning, maybe if they keep saying it it'll make them forget. They come across some odd people who too seem to be running from their own pasts , stumbling across a missions that changes their whole lives, hopefully for the best. - The book cover by @dark_obsessions13

Hazel has always been the perfect best friend. Loyal. Dependable. The kind of girl who would never betray the person she loves most. Then there's Harvey. Sonya's twin brother. Wild, reckless, and just dangerous enough to make Hazel's heart race every time he walks into the room. He's completely off-limits... and unfortunately, Hazel has never wanted anything-or anyone-quite this badly. When Hazel's innocent crush on Harvey starts turning into something impossible to ignore, keeping her distance becomes harder than she ever imagined. Harvey is everything she shouldn't want: untamed, irresistible, and far too good at getting under her skin. But falling for her best friend's twin comes with consequences. Because Sonya trusts Hazel completely. And Hazel knows exactly what she could lose. Still, every stolen glance, lingering touch, and dangerously close moment makes it harder to remember why Harvey was ever supposed to be forbidden. Maybe being the perfect best friend isn't worth giving up the one person who makes her feel completely out of control. -------------------------------------------------------------------------------- "You know you shouldn't be looking at me like that, right?" My heart stutters. Harvey leans against the doorway, that familiar crooked smile playing across his lips, and suddenly I forget every reason I'm supposed to stay away from him. He's trouble. I know that. He's Sonya's brother. I know that too. But when his eyes drag slowly over me, I can't stop wondering what it would feel like if he touched me. Just once. One tiny mistake. Except something tells me that with Harvey, there's no such thing as just once. And the worst part? I'm not sure I want there to be.