Prisoner. That's all I'd been referred to as for the past seven years - I've almost forgotten my name. But I'm not a prisoner anymore. I've been given a second chance. A chance to start anew. On Earth. For three generations, the Ark has kept what's left of the human race alive, but now our home is dying, and we are the last hope of mankind. A hundred prisoners sent on a desperate mission to the ground. Each of us is here because we broke the law. On the ground, there is no law. All we have to do is survive, but we will be tested by the Earth, by the secrets it hides, and most of all by each other.

"97 years ago, nuclear fire destroyed the Earth..." That's what they told us. That humanity died down there, and we were the lucky ones floating above the ruins, surviving in silence, in sacrifice. They don't mention what it takes to survive up here. What it costs. I was never supposed to be on the dropship. I was training to be a medic, trying to keep my head down after watching my parents get floated. But the Sky doesn't spare people like me people who step out of line to protect the ones they love. So I took the fall. And now I'm falling again this time, to Earth. My siblings fell with me. Ivelle too smart for her own good, and too stubborn to stop fighting. Jasper still trying to be the light for everyone else, even when he's breaking inside. I've protected them all my life. But down here, on a world we were never meant to return to, I'm not sure protection is enough. Then there's him. Bellamy Blake. All sharp edges and reckless choices, hiding grief behind a gun and a plan. We're not allies Hell, I don't even like him But something in both of us is broken the same way and maybe that's why we keep circling, clashing, coming back. The ground is unforgiving The people here are warriors. And survival means more than staying alive it means choosing who you are when everything is burning. They sent us here to die. But we brought our ghosts with us.

They told us the sky would bring ruin. I didn't believe them until the day it fell. My clan has no men not anymore..The Mountain took them one by one, just as the forest took my sister All that's left are the women who fight, bleed, and bury the ones they love. I was raised to guard our borders, to protect what's left of my people, and to never show mercy to outsiders. Then the Sky People came. Now every step I take pulls me deeper into their war, their lies... and a truth that could shatter what's left of my clan. I was meant to watch them I might end up saving them Or finishing what the sky began

Everyone sees her first. Elena the golden girl, the one people remember. The sister who fits into this world like she was made for it. I'm just the quiet one. The twin in the background. The second choice. Or so I thought. Lately, something's changing. I get these dreams flashes of fire, shadows moving where they shouldn't, whispers I can't un-hear. The air bends around certain people. I know things I shouldn't. And when Stefan Salvatore walks into my life, something inside me stirs... but it's Damon who ignites it. He looks at me like he knows what I am. Before I even do. I'm not just a Gilbert. I'm not just her sister. I'm not normal. And whatever is waking up inside me? It's old. It's dangerous. And it's been waiting. They say we're all born with a curse. But I think I was born with two.

John Winchester was a jack of all trades a person of secrets...so secretive his own kids didn't know his true whereabouts always "another hunt" or "I'm close to finding yellow eyes"...who would've thought John would have another kid or two after Mary kicked the can how his life would ruffle up Analiah's life and her mothers. He was a very dangerous man not only because of his skills and brilliant smarts...but to lie to there faces and to keep secrets so well...to be able to leave his 8 year old daughter to fend for herself in a world full of monsters not knowing she had more family...half brothers...but brothers nonetheless. But this isn't his story it's not the boys story it's Analiah's...mine Sincerely, Analiah Winchester.

I have a fear of hights, as a thank you to my to fans for reaching 2 million subscribers, I decided to try face my fear. I was supposed to land safely. Instead, I died. One failed parachute, a rush of wind, and the last thing I remember is screaming for Help catching a final glimpse of my brother watching from the sky, as the camera recorded my final video... as the sky released me and the ground claimed me. When I woke up, I was not only in a new body, but I now also have wings, how ironic. Now I'm in a world straight out of the manwha I was reading on my day off-a primitive land ruled by powerful beastmen, where females are rare and one woman can have multiple mates. And somehow, I'm not just rare... I'm something else entirely. An angel. My body heals faster than it should. My scent draws the strongest males to me. I'm suppose I could possibly fly with my new set of wings. And the more time I spend here, the more I realize this world isn't just dangerous... It's hungry. A intelligent leopard who found me first. A cold, possessive snake with burning red eyes. A scarred white tiger warrior. A young wolf who watches me like I'm his whole world. A beast of i have only seen in a museum And 2 beasts far more powerful lurking in the skies above. They all want me. Protect me. Claim me. But I'm not some fragile heroine waiting to be rescued. I survived in the wild back on Earth, and I'll survive here too. Because survival isn't about strength. It's about adapting to whatever world you land in. And this time... I've landed in a world of beasts.

Willow didn't come to the wilderness to die. She came to find peace. But the deeper she hiked, the more the trees seemed to shift, swallowing the trail until she was nothing but a lost soul in a green labyrinth. Then she found the hunters. Men who weren't looking for deer, but for something-someone-vulnerable. Willow thought her story ended in the dirt under their boots. Until the King arrived. Almost nine feet of bronze, bone, and ancient fury, he didn't just save her; he decimated the darkness. He is a nightmare from the stars, a silent executioner who never asked for a shadow. In the suffocating silence of the forest, he is the only thing that feels real to her. He can rattle his blades and roar until the leaves shake, but as long as his heavy footfalls lead the way, Willow is safe from the monsters of her own kind. He wants her to run. He wants her to fear him. But she has already seen the worst the world has to offer, and she is staying right behind him. Book One: The King's Shadow Book Two: The King's Claim

She believed death was the end. But when Lin Yue awakens, she finds herself in a beast world where females are rare, precious, and fiercely protected,and where powerful beasts wear human faces and rule by strength and instinct. With no memory of how she arrived and no tribe, Lin Yue tries to survive. Yet unknowingly, her presence stirs the hearts of powerful males and disrupts a balance that has stood for generations. What she doesn't realize is this she was never meant to be ordinary.

A herbologist dies and wakes in a land of beast. In this world females are expected to have multiple mates and bare many cubs. Can a young woman from the modern world adapt to her new surroundings and make a difference OR is she doomed to die an even worse death. Updates on weekends All characters and artwork belong to me. I love beastworld stories and find them interesting and fun so I decided to give it a try. This is my 1st work so feedback is Appreciated thank you Started: May 31 2024

This is a NONSEXUAL story Jake Anderson Age: 17 Classification: Little (secret) Height: 5'5" Build: Lean and quick-footed, with a soft, boyish face Hair: Medium-length brown, soft and slightly wavy, usually falling into his eyes Eyes: Blue-bright and expressive, often betraying his emotions even when he tries to hide them Personality: Quiet, observant, and guarded. Jake is witty when comfortable, but he tends to keep to himself unless he really trusts someone. He's incredibly affectionate deep down and craves comfort and gentle structure-things he only lets himself indulge in when he's alone or with his mom. His classification as a little is a closely guarded secret, something he fears will ruin his life if it gets out, especially around his teammates. Background: Lives with his loving and supportive single mom, who has always made space for Jake to be himself. She knows about his little side and helps him navigate it quietly, giving him the space to regress when he needs to and always validating that it's okay. Jake is terrified of anyone at school finding out, particularly someone like Cameron. ⸻ Cameron Jackson Age: 18 Classification: Caregiver (open) Height: 6'5" Build: Muscular, sturdy, with a comforting presence Hair: Blonde, neatly styled-short on the sides, soft waves on top Eyes: Deep brown, calm and grounding Personality: Steady, warm, and effortlessly confident. Cameron has a natural protector's instinct, always looking out for the people around him without being overbearing. He's well-liked because he listens first and talks second. Though he's open about his classification as a caregiver, he's never pushy about it-it's just part of who he is. Background: Raised by two dads, both caregivers themselves, Cameron has always been taught that strength comes from knowing how to be gentle. He's fiercely loyal and pays attention to what others try to hide. Cameron plays defensive end on the football team and has a quiet but commanding kind of popularit