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Herobrine's Legend (The Wielder Chronicles Book One) by outkookdrive
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THE WIELDER CHRONICLES BOOK ONE -- When you're forced to live and explore in the dangerous world of Minecraftia, life gets hard. That's just how it is for Nya. But soon she will discover untold secrets, undiscovered treasures, and a legend that will haunt her forever. -- A COMPLETED BOOK - All rights reserved.
Beyond the Crosshair (Hitman!Jones x Reader) by burgersnscones
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After witnessing the horrible shooting of a high official from the underground, you are marked for death with your head prized at 10 million dollars. Contract killers from different corners of the globe fly to New York to claim their prize, one of which just happens to be the former charge of your neighbor... DISCLAIMER: I do not own Hitman!Jones or Hetalia and any of its characters. I also don't own the butterfly and crosshair illustrations, I only used them for the cover. All rights reserved. WARNING: The following may have detailed or mild descriptions of gore and violence; black comedy; limes (mild smut); and swearing. Reader discretion is advised.
Run and Don't Cry [Yandere!Alois Trancy] by thatambergirlzuliet
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[This is the sequel to: http://www.wattpad.com/story/12314363-hide-and-don%27t-scream-yandere-alois-trancy-x] ~*~ It's been a year since you were captured by Alois. You have now come to terms with your living conditions - sort of, nothing is exactly great. Especially with the nightmares that have set in and the fact that you are due to marry Alois before the year is out. However, the horrible balance that has become your life will soon be thrown into turmoil and the question that has plagued your mind will be answered: Is there anyone looking for me? ~*~ You often found yourself wondering if anybody was out there looking for you. You wondered if your father was still alive, if your friends were bothering to look for you. You wondered if Esme, the friend who was abroad in America, had phoned to tell you father that you should be home. You told her that you’d phone or write when you got back to England, and you always stuck to promises like that. Maybe she could tell that something had happened since you hadn’t done that. You could only hope.