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Overwatch // (Various Male Characters x Female Reader Insert) Warning: extremely graphic sexual content. For mature audiences only.

*I'm just a poor fanfic, nobody loves me* Everyone else writes 'em, so why not? You fall into the underground. A flower is there to greet you. A goat mother is there to care for you. But everything goes down hill when she disappears, and your forced to run. Your sister is after you, and your friends. You have to protect them, but.... Your just an anomoly. What can you do? I've put twists on some of the characters and stuff, so hopefully I don't mess anything up. Also, the cover is not mine. Google is just a great thing to have. I'm sorry I don't know who made it, but if you do, then please, feel free to tell me. (Please read authors note. It has important information.) All characters and the game belong to original maker, Toby Fox.

A young journalist gets the chance of a lifetime and becomes apprentice to world renowned reporter, Wilford Warfstache.

WARNING! Please be advised that this is not a bedtime story about sparkly fairies and pink unicorns. This book may contain graphic descriptions of poisoned apples and witches' ovens. It is not appropriate for supernatural beings under the age of 377 (excluding vampires and werewolves). DISCLAIMER: Wicked Witches Inc. and Evil Stepmother Enterprises are not responsible for any maiming, mass murder or permanent insanity resulting from the reading of this book.

Ever wondered what it would be like to fall for the incredibly evil (and surprisingly hot) Kylo Ren? This series of oneshots will help you experience what it's like first hand. Feel free to suggest an idea, if you want! [I DON'T OWN STAR WARS, SADLY]

"How dare you bring me aboard this ship without so much as telling me what you are?" She yelled. Kincade let out a smug grin, one that infuriated Astryd even more. She took a few more steps toward him so that they were mere feet apart. He looked down at a doubloon he was holding and slowly turned it over in his hands as he spoke. "I saw a troubled woman in a sailor's pub, obviously hiding from the royal guards. Surely you must have gotten yourself into a sticky situation. And you don't expect me to assume what you are?" Astryd fumbled for words. What was he getting at? He lifted his head to look her in the eyes. "You're a thief and now a sailor. You know what that makes you, sweetheart?" "I am not a..." she shouted, but she stumbled at the last word. She pointed her finger in Kincade's face and whispered, "pirate." -------------------------------------------- I would like to acknowledge Thompson Editing Services, who is responsible for being my editor and proofreader for this book as well as an amazing writing mentor. I own the story as well as all of the characters inside it. This book is copyrighted to me. I own the book cover art (illustrated by myself) but I do not own any of the images featured throughout the story. Highest rankings: #1 in Sailor, #1 in Sailing, and #10 in Pirate This is the first draft. This story is currently in the process of being edited.

The Number Series (A Dystopian Society) Second book to 4522. "She's gone." I spat blood from my mouth. "And I'm going to get her back." "Don't tell me," Quinn shook her head. "You're going to pretend you're one of them." I looked into her dark eyes. "I have to save her." I put the red mask on my face and dawned the uniform of the PC&T: Population Control and Traders. I vowed to do more than just bring my sister home; I would bring down the chaotic world I lived in and would create a place where she would always be safe.