Have you ever drowned in an ocean or you're currently drowning in one? Well, Sakura is drowning up to now. She's in the very bottom of the ocean, And the current underneath kept dragging her down, away from the surface. Will she ever get out? ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ 'Why does the world want me to suffer?' The yellow-eyed girl thought as she closed her eyes gently.

(Y/n), a young scrappy adult who thrives mostly on the streets. (Y/n) knows how to persuade the most stubborn of people. Or, well, used to. Until the war happened, and until she met HIM. He, a sly talking, flirtatious bastard who would pull the rug from under anyone he meets in a heartbeat. Unless, however, if it's a young attractive woman. Thing is, (Y/n) (L/n) was exactly that. [Cover credit goes to an_italian_lover on Instagram!]

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This is the sequel to Flames-a Danplan fanfiction, so you should probably read that first. Five years after the fire at Imperatoris and the chaos around a magical book, a group called Danplan is making it's way through the so called 'undiscovered lands'. This causes more commotion then they ever thought it would, but what they really should be scared of is still lurching in the shadows.

Hosuh is a healer, which might be just great in any other period of time, but not in the witch-hunt period. He escapes the church he has been living in his entire life, so he won't end up like his brother. Swallowed by hungry, red flames. Meanwhile, somewhere in a far away town Daniel and the rest of the national guard is fighting a losing battle against an army of dead men, controlled by a necromancer. It's weird how these unlikely friends are brought together by faith, or maybe just by the fear, that an era so cruel brings upon then, burning like a flame in their hearts.

Error and Ink are two Gods, one of creation, the other of Destruction. One is a tattoo artist, happy with his life, the other works in an office, wishing he could quit his job. Due to an incident with two past Gods, Creation and Destruction are not allowed to know anything about each other. The most they are told about each other is the first letter of the other's name. Will they ever find each other? And if they do, what would the consequences be if they were to grow... very close?

PLEASE KEEP IN MIND THIS IS A FIRST DRAFT AND THERE ARE GRAMMAR MISTAKES I pushed at his chest, but it was useless. He stayed, his arms caging me in. "Anastasia," he hummed against my ear, my name rolling off his tongue. "I know you want me just as bad as I want you." I couldn't deny it anymore, I was his. ~>~ A romance novel Started: 11/28/2017 Finished : 03/04/2018 Highest Ranking: #96 12.27.2017

Hey people I'll only really update this book if there's requests to be done or announcements but besides that just request afterdeath stuff :) (Also cover dose not belong to me I don't know who the artist is but if you do know please tell me so I can give credit to them)

Ally Summers is on her own. Not forcibly, basically just because her mother drives her insane, and her dad isn't any help. After graduating college with a degree in Photography, she sets out to tour the world, or, well, the country. Maybe just the province. It depends on how far her money can stretch, and how long her beat up 1967 Station Wagon can last. Her curiosity has gotten her into tough situations before, but never this bad. Nope. Not even close. This time, she's stumbled onto an attempted murder. Of an Alpha. Of her mate.

For millennia, rules had been set down in concrete for gods and mortals; -No God should ever make contact with a mortal -Bringing mortals to the immortal realm is forbidden -Visiting the mortal realm is allowed, but as long as NO contact with mortals is made - NEVER fall in love with a mortal If these rules were broken, the punishments could range from loss of powers, demotion, or complete banishment from the upper realm. These rules meant everything. But as always, there's always the odd few that assume the rules don't apply to them... -There's also a lot of Crossmare in this :3- Cover credit: Lunar-Chan on Tumblr