Love and deepspace all characters lore explaination. I do not own love and deepspace or the characters About: Love and deepspace is sci-fi otome game targeted for women.

[PART LENGKAP] Ada begitu banyak hal di dunia ini yang tak kita ketahui. Dunia yang luas masih menyimpan misteri, tidak sepantasnya rasa penasaran membuat diri menentang larangan yang telah dibuat oleh orang-orang terdahulu. Pada tahun 1980, empat sekawan diharuskan menghadapi situasi tak terduga dan mengharuskan mereka berkelana ke alam lain demi wujud pertanggung jawaban. FYI = 100% Fiksi. Start : Minggu, 21 Juli 2024 Finish : Minggu, 15 Desember 2024. Pukul 13. 35 wib.

college hockey player Jackson Blythe makes a bet that he can stay away from chicks for a whole month, he decides that he needs someone to help him stay accountable. when he finds out that Ameeriah Jonas' crazy ex won't leave her alone, it seems like the most perfect opportunity- she can make sure he doesn't hook up with randoms at parties, and he can make sure her ex doesn't bother her. the dating may be fake, but the fake feelings and the real feelings start to become blurred as they continue spending late nights together and find out that they may care more about each other more than they realize.

"A Dreamer's Poetry" is a collection of every emotion we try to silence, longing that lingers, loss that hollows, sadness that drips slow, rage that burns, jealousy that stings, ambition that aches, obsession that consumes, anxiety that steals breath, self-doubt that whispers, and love especially the kind that was never returned. ⋆｡˚ ☁︎ ˚｡⋆｡˚☽˚｡⋆✩₊˚.⋆☾⋆⁺₊✧ Each poem floats in a dreamy haze, but its core is raw and unfiltered. This is for the hearts that break quietly, the minds that wander too far, the souls that feel everything at once. Step inside. Let the dream wreck you gently. ˚❀　.　˚　　✦　　✿　.　˚　. 　 ˚　✿.　˚　　❀ N PLS DON'T MIND MY DESCRIPTION M REALLY NOT GOOD AT IT (￣▽￣) ◇Used Pictures are not mine ◇Source: pinterest ♡So picture CREDIT goes to the rightful Author*

Reyn has nothing but secrets. Everything she is or has ever been becomes another reason to be despised. Born of demons, pursued by justice, and haunted by regret. In the service of the Dragon Empress, Reyn hoped to find vengeance for the life she lost, but as emissaries from a distant empire arrive with an offer of friendship, Reyn is commanded not to kill the monster she's longed to destroy. Worse, she must work alongside him. Joshuan Krayson goes on the hunt. Demons and their thralls have worked in the shadows throughout history, and only a secret cabal of divine guardians has kept the Five Kingdoms from falling to ruin. Krayson follows the voice of an imprisoned god to its source, hoping to uncover the true purpose the old masters have for the world. All that stands in his way is the Teulite Horde led by his father, the Tiger King. Ban Karst leads the Arcane Knights into Melcia. In the homeland of the spirit callers, Shan Alee and a tumultuous alliance of fey races are met by the true power of House Akazewi. Ban is forced to decide which of the oaths he has given is most precious to him. His bond, his homeland, his fealty, or his heart. Enfri the Yora is hailed and feared as the Dragon Empress. Overwhelmed by the path fate has taken her, Enfri goes back to the beginning. In a simple cottage on the desert's edge, the sky woman of Sandharbor returns home. There she finds the strength to at last deliver the final enclave of her people to safety. Except, a traitor in her midst threatens to undo all that she's worked to build. In the deep sands, secrets best left forgotten return.

*Book 1 in the DragonKin series* Vada and her siblings spend their days carving out a living in the Rystwith Mountain village of Riska. Together they live as outcasts in a small two-story hut just outside the lowland village centre, cast out due to their father's crimes against the tribe. On the tenth anniversary of their father's death, the sibling's memorial ceremony is brought to a devastating halt when Vada is called upon as a sacrifice. Copyright ©E.F.Leah

|| SHORTLISTED IN SHORTYS 2025 || [19x 𝐀𝐖𝐀𝐑𝐃𝐒🏅] The word 'Terra' refers to the land of Earth, while 'Humana' stands for Humanity. Together, 𝐓𝐞𝐫𝐫𝐚 𝐇𝐮𝐦𝐚𝐧𝐚 becomes a collection where the aching force of nature mirrors humanistic sentiments. The collection aims to trace all the delicate scars and symphonic tensions―from the smallest shimmer of pearl-like drizzle to the grandest mountain's grief. Each poem is a pause, a break, a breath to feel nature's breathtaking tapestry, woven with intense healing capabilities. Here, soil meets soul and roots tangle with reason! As you walk through this terrain―of auroras, dawns, and obnoxious ocean's orchestra―I hope you feel not just my words, but also the loud quiet between them―the silent meanings and interpretations. Crafted with a pen dipped in perseverance, '𝐓𝐞𝐫𝐫𝐚 𝐇𝐮𝐦𝐚𝐧𝐚' indulges in the serene and destructing sentiments of nature. From the broken to the healing. It is, perhaps, my most intimate attempt at writing. As you have decided to walk through this humanistic terrain, may its verses speak to the part of you that still feels wind whispers magic! · · ── ·☽◯☾· ── · · Copyright © [2025] [Irena] All rights reserved. No part of this publication may be reproduced, stored in a retrieval system, or transmitted in any form or by any means, electronic, mechanical, photocopying, recording, or otherwise, without the prior written permission of the copyright owner. · · ── ·☽◯☾· ── · · #12 in 'Poetry' out of 308K Books #10 in 'Poetry Collection' out of 39.4K Books #1 in 'Wattpad Poetry' out of 1.5K books

The adults of Wool's Orphanage were completely wrapped around Harrison Peverell's fingers. They cherished him, dotted on him, gave him extra of everything, even when the Orphanage already had so little. What they didn't know was that Harrison Peverell wasn't just a boy. He was a boy that got memories of his past life, everyday, through his dreams. Harrison Peverell was the Master of Death, only, he doesn't know until the day he remembers that he is, which is about 17 years into his second life. Death is patient with almost everything, but he desperately wants to meet his Master, face to face. So, turn that 17 years into 5 years. ¤¤¤¤¤ Tom Riddle, two years older than Harrison Peverell, was hated and feared at Wool's Orphanage. The only person that didn't hate or fear him was Harrison, who insisted on being called Harry. Tom didn't know what drew him to Harry, he didn't know why he was so fascinated by the way his jewel like eyes shined with a sharp cunning that no 5-year-old should have, so he avoided Harrison. He did this for a year, but Harry refused to be ignored. At age six, Harrison Peverell got the future Dark Lord wrapped tightly around his finger with a simple sentence. "If you are what is considered to be a freak, than I would rather be with you than be normal and accepted." ¤¤¤¤¤ This is a Tomarry Fanfic. It features boyxboy. Don't like, Don't read. Status: on-going Highest Rankings: #1 in wizards #2 in 1930s #1 in 1940s #2 in harrison #4 in darkharry #3 in hogwartsschoolofwitchcraftandwizardry #48 in tomriddle #6 in wizardingworld #3 in tomriddlelovestory #4 in tomarry #1 in masterofdeath #1 in tomxharry #1 in riddleera #1 in harrymort #1 in hp #1 in ww2 #4 in timetravel #3 in orphanage #10 in harrypotter #48 in hogwarts

On a night in their seventh year, Draco gives Harry a kiss, but the next day he acts as if it never happened. A couple of years later, Harry feels lost and wonders what has become of his life. He is alone, depressed, and begins to think back to that strange night. What if things could have been different? What if he could have had something special now, if only he had made a different decision in the past? What if he had accepted Draco's offer that day on the Hogwarts Express when they travelled to the school for the very first time? Could a handshake have given him a different future? Rating: PG-13 Pairing: HP/DM Disclaimer: "Harry Potter" and all the characters belong to J.K. Rowling; I do not own it. A/N: This is my very first fan-fiction ever, which I wrote way back in 2004, so the 6th and 7th books did not yet exist, and that is why certain things are different from the canon in this story. I have touched it up a bit and corrected some mistakes that had been made, but other than that I have decided to keep the story in its original state, since this is how 19-year-old me wanted it written. Thank you so much for reading it, I hope you have enjoyed it! Have a lovely day! ^^ /Pipe.

Normalnya orang-orang akan jatuh cinta pada seseorang yang baik hati, tidak kasar, punya sikap ramah dan pengertian. Namun manusia mana yang bisa memilih kepada siapa dia jatuh cinta? Itu yang Kongpob alami. Semakin Kongpob jatuh hati pada Arthit, semakin Arthit membencinya. Tak ada yang bisa Kongpob lakukan, melupakan pun tak semudah dia jatuh cinta. Jadi, cuma bisa dia nikmati perasaan yang muncul dalam hatinya, sambil terus merapalkan doa agar Arthit bisa berhenti membencinya. Ini cinta pertama, tapi sekaligus cinta paling memakan banyak perasaan dalam hidupnya. Tapi sekali lagi, Kongpob cuma bisa menikmati setiap rasa yang datang. ♥♥♥ Ini ff yang mengikuti series SOTUS. Tapi versi saya, alurnya ngikut sama kayak diseries, beberapa percakapan juga saya tulis ulang. Ada yang ditambahin, ada karakter baru yang diajak gabung. Semoga jatohnya ga aneh-aneh banget. **