this story was a mistake After going through killing all the friends they had made and attempting to save one last soul, only to fail, Frisk resets and goes to meet and save all of their friends again. But, it will be a bit harder with the strange return of the first fallen human... [I NEED CHARISK ART FOR THE COVER FUCK]

"Promise me one thing- just one thing only." Frisk nodded vigorously. "No one can know about this whole reset thing. Not Papyrus, not Asgore, not anyone. It would basically bring this world to the point of falling to pieces at our feet. If we weren't trapped between time and space already, very few of us wouldn't be able to handle that knowledge, and could drive those who couldn't to the edge. So, please. I'm begging you. When you reach the End, when you get us out of here for the umpteenth time, I don't care if you reset or not. Just don't tell anyone about it, and... Please don't go homicidal again, okay?" Frisk smiled meekly, and nodded. "I can do that. And don't worry about the reset." They gave Sans a small hug. "After that whole thing with Chara, there won't be any more." And with the final word, they opened the door to leave; before exiting they paused. "See you later."

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Summer isn't just an ordinary 17 year old girl. No she is much stronger and more unique than that. She is a werewolf. But she is a very weak one at that. Her mother was beautiful. She had long very dark almost black hair that cascaded down her back in big half curls, with brown eyes,and tan skin. Summer looks exactly like her. Her dad told her everyday until she was ten how gorgeous she was. Until the day she turned eleven. Also the day her mother died. She was killed by rouges. Since she looks so much like her father she is beaten everyday. He has even come close to raping her but she stopped him somehow. She has tried to escape but he caught her before she could leave his territory. Yes. Summer Dawson is the alpha's daughter. She is just waiting for her safe haven. Greyson Mitchell is the Alpha of the Darkwood Pack. His pack is the largest and strongest pack out there along with the Sundown Pack. Which just so happens to be Summer's Pack. Greyson or Grey as his friends call him, is an allie of the Sundown Pack. His life is perfect. A pack of his own, awesome friends, tons of parties, but he is missing something. His mate. When Greyson comes by for a surprise visit to Alpha James, Summer's father, what will he see? What will he do?

Seven. Years. Of. Tribulation. {<UNEDITED>} All work is mine. You can not steal any of my ideas. Make your own up, that's why the Lord have you a mind:) Thank you! God bless!!

After Lucy Heartfillia disappears, the guild sends a search party. However, she doesn't want to be found. 15 Years later a mysterious girl walks through the doors of Fairytail.

Twilight is much better than Harry Potter and I'm here to prove it!

a variety of losses, regrets, and depression wrapped into a mess of a poem book started: 04.29.15 completed: 06.24.19 a book that has existed almost as long as I have on here. thank you for giving my story a chance (my apologies if some are really cringe or triggering)

Love is an amazing thing, don't get me wrong, but these poems are about the hardships of love. The heartbreaking, eye watering, crazy emotional parts of love that everyone would skip over given the chance. These are the struggles of love.

This is a collection of tear-jerking poems that touches the subject that caused me the greatest pain. To those who feel they are unloved, especially by their parents, you sure can identify with these poems. Before you start reading, let me tell you this: your parents do love you. :) God bless your heart.