A duke's daughter wanted nothing in her life but the sweet nothingness of death, as she felt like her life served no purpose. Her wish was granted when she was killed in an unfortunate accident, yet in a sudden turn of events, she was forced to reincarnate. As fate has it, she was reborn in her original world, but not directly after her death. As she is living her new life, she tries to forget the pain of her old life. But, what exactly is behind her reincarnation? Will she be able to live her new life to the fullest? ======================= Info: HIT THE 200 CHAPTERS LIMIT, continuation can be found here: https://www.wattpad.com/story/235400347-but-god-forced-me-to-reincarnate-2 - Full title : I Didn't Even Want to Live, But God Forced Me to Reincarnate! - If you want to support this novel, gain advanced chapter access, and help increasing this story's update rate, please support me on Patreon: https://www.patreon.com/ConvallariasLibrary - There's a Discord server for those who're interested: https://discord.gg/qdF55vE -This story's also published on other platforms. Please don't repost this elsewhere without my permission! - Each chapter in Wattpad is short (approx. 1000-2000 words). - *Author's comment:* This is my first original novel, so I hope you will like it. Don't hesitate to give your vote/like and comments! They will surely motivate me to write more. Thanks for reading ^^ - Highest rank record: #2 in Fantasy on 4 August 2018 #1 in Fantasy and #2 in Slice of Life on 7 August 2018 #2 in Fantasy and #1 in Slice of Life on 11 August 2018 #1 in Slice of Life and #2 in Heart-warming on 17 March 2019 #1 in Isekai, #5 in Reincarnation, and #29 in Comedy on 25 April 2019 #12 in Japanese, #5 in Heart-warming, and #8 in Isekai on 12 January 2020 #1 in Reincarnate, #9 in Female Protagonist, #8 in Japanese on 16 June 2020

My school is bursting with huge egotistical dancers. Not all dancers have huge egos but I swear everyone here does and that's not even the worst part. Grace Mae Andrews just moved to this new school, with a new identity and a new name. At this new school everyone dances, EVERYONE. You are judged by how good of a dancer you are and what title you come out with in all the competitions you enter. So when Grace's alter ego Mae Perrin tells them that dancing is not her thing, everyone flips. She's at the bottom of the school social scale with little to no friends. The thing is she does dance, Grace Andrews is miss nationals soloist but she doesn't want people to treat her special because of that. With a new haircut and a hope that moving schools will keep her away from all the judging, she wants to earn her place. Get to the top and change things at this new school. But hiding one of your favorite things is almost impossible. Grace uses dance as an outlet. She puts all of her emotions in her dancing. So when someone finds out her secret she is scared. Will this person tell or will they strike up a deal? Publish Start Date: July 2015 Publish Completed: September 2016 Book 1 in Dance is my series - Book 1 Dance is my Life - Completed - Book 2 Dance is my Passion - Currently Posting

"They say that before you an I had ever existed there was a kingdom and within its borders a world of magic." "And what happened to this kingdom Mama?" The older woman hummed softly, braiding the childs hair with gentle fingers, "The kings and queens of the surrounding realms saw danger in this kingdoms residents, for you see, it was the only land where magic resided. Together the waged a war against the potential threat to protect their subjects. The war was long. But eventually the kingdom of magic was purged." The little girl peered up at her mother, wide eyed, "but what of the men and ladies who use magic today?" "There were few that were spared in that war. the magic users we see today are their decedents. They side with kingdoms as they see fit and aid us." She peered at her reflection in awe, "All of them?" At this her mother gave pause, "...no, not all. There is one who claims no alliance. She is an ally to no kingdom." The child wrinkled her nose in confusion, "so she helps everyone?" "No..this sorceress is not kind like the few you have met through your father. She wishes for nothing more than destruction." "why?" "No one knows my dear child. Nor do we wish to cross paths with her even if it means to discover why." "But..wouldn't it help to ask her?" "It is not that simple dear. one day you will understand." The child hummed a bit, "okay." The room plunged into silence. "Hey mama?" "Yes dear?" "What is that ladies name?" The mother shook her head slightly, "No one knows, not really. She is shrouded in darkness, her identity a mystery besides the rumors that float around her. But they call her Sin." The little girl cocked her head to the side, "and what did Sin do with her magic if she didn't help people with her power?" At this the mother blanched, "She became the greatest assassin that ever lived."

What happens when Lucy ends up getting kicked off her team? Will she leave the guild entirely, or will she persevere and stay?

Percy Jackson is broken inside. When the rest of the Seven (Piper, Leo, Jason, Hazel, Frank, Andrew(Male Annabeth) died in the final battle she died inside. Now she works at an aquarium. What better place for the daughter of the sea to work? Nick Fury formed the Avengers to defeat all evil. That includes possible terrorists. The suspected terrorist? Perseus Jackson. On the watch list since age twelve. Important: Wanda is sixteen in this book And... Rick Riordan owns PJO and HoO. Marvel owns Avengers. Highest Ranking in Fanfiction: #619

Credit goes to @Essie-S-Nix for coming up with the idea, I am just continuing/finishing the story. This is a Percy Jackson fanfic Percy is betrayed and lost until he finds a new mother, the goddess of the hearth herself. He creates a new identity and goes about helping people. But something feels off...like he still hasn't quite healed. If you intend on commenting, please do not use swear words COMPLETED

Faye Jackson was your average nerd she got picked on and bullied till she couldn't handle it. She got the chance to study in London for two years but now she is back for senior year in her home in California. But the thing is she traded in her glasses for contacts. Dirty sneaker for combat boots. She has tattoos, a belly piercing and nose ring. She was a streetfighter in London and she shows no mercy now she is planing to get revenge but she has a few friends to help. One is a girl named Mariana and the bad boy that moved schools while she was gone and the bad boys two best friends along with her twin brother Alec.

PROLOGUE. Drip, drip, drip, drip, drip. Fifty, fifty one, fifty two, drip. drip. I winced in pain. I lost count of the water drops dripping from the ceiling. What's the time? What's the day? How long have I been here ? I can't remember because I have lost count of the time and days. All I know is that it's been too long. To long that I haven't seen my family or friends. To long that I haven't seen the outdoors. It's been a long time but I can't remember exactly how long I have been in this hell. I can't remember how long I have been in this cold and filthy room with no window. Nothing apart from these damp walls and a dirty mattress on the floor. There is a toilet in the corner. There is no mirror. I can't even remember what I look like anymore. All I have is a worn tattered dirty dress on my body. I have no shoes. "Oh Moon goddess please help me. Please help me or let me die" I cried helplessly. "Anya child speak to me" My wolf Alexandra whimpered. "Alex I can't take much more. I can't take it any longer. He won't even let me die." I sobbed. "I know child but you must stay strong. You are strong Anya and we will make it through this" Alex whispered. "No we won't. He will never let me leave. Never" I cried feeling sorry for myself. Bang. Oh no I thought his back. I heard his foot steps coming down stairs. I tried to move but the pain in my back hadn't healed from the earlier lashing he gave me. His footsteps were getting closer and closer until they stopped outside the door. The bolts were being opened one by one. "Anya I'm sorry. I'm sorry child" my wolf whispered quietly before disappearing into the darkness. The door opened and there he stood in the shadows. It was dark but I could make out his silhouette. I started to tremble in fear knowing what was coming. Here in the shadows stood my mate.