W wieku czterech lat Naruto ścigany przez mieszkańców Konohy ginie spadając na ostre skały. Odnajduje go istota starsza od Biju, a nawet czakry i namówiona przez Lisa udziela mu pomocy. Naruto budzi się, ale to już nie jest Naruto. Kim jest?

"Kacchan chciał powiedzieć, że każdy popełnia w życiu jakieś błędy, mniejsze lub większe. Ja zaś nie patrzę za siebie, bo za martwymi nie ma co się oglądać, możecie mi wierzyć."

Nothing had stopped sixteen-year-old Kali Mahelona from breaking the rules before, and nothing was going to stop her now. Not even the arrival of a very real, very attractive alien. Especially not that.

"Human beings are vile, nasty creatures. Blood thirsty. Evil by their very nature. That is was we were told. By them. Humans relished for millennia in systematically destroying one another. Our innate yearning for violence lead to not only the destruction of ourselves, but of our planet. Our home. Our planet was dead, our species nearly extinct, so we left. Those who survived dreamed of finding a new planet, a safe haven where we could start over. But our technology was failing and we never made it to our destination. We were adrift in space. Destined to die in the emptiness of the universe. It was luck that the Morrí heard the signal broadcasting. It was altruism that they came to our aid. It was their generosity that provided a home and a life for the remaining humans. They were our saviors. Without the Morrí, the last of humankind would have perished along with a broken vessel. That, at least, was the version of history we were taught. Humans had to earn their place among the Morrí. Humans must prove themselves. Humans are not to be trusted due to our volatile nature. Humans owed their very existence to their Morrí superiors." Keep your head down and survive. Don't attract the attention of our Saviors. Lena has spent her life following the rules set forth by her father to avoid any conflict with the alien race who saved humanity. It's worked for the most part, until a chance encounter leads to her becoming entangled in a dangerous game of politics and war between Morrí leaders. All of her perceptions of the race she's served her whole life are challenged as she's forced to put her trust in one who she's always considered an enemy.

From a young age we were always told to never go outside, that our community would always protect us, until we turned 16. This story is about a sixteen year old boy and how he, and his partner in crime, were kidnaped by 'aliens'. See, people became so scared of them that they locked themselves in buildings and never saw the light of day because of the fear of being taken. #1 in distopian as of 4/22/2019 #2 in lgbt as of 3/14/2020

#1 in paranormalromance 02/06/19 #1 in aliens 02/27/2019 #2 in paranormal 07/10/2019 #2 in horror 07/18/2019 #7 in apocalypse 12/24/2021 **COMPLETED** 🌙 { "What are you?" Farrah asked in a low voice, still clutching the outfit close to her body. Isen tapped a long nail against his hard jaw, trying to figure out an appropriate response to her question. He eventually shrugged, shaking his head like it wasn't important. "I have been here ever since the Purification." He glanced up at the starry sky, "Things are much more different down here..."} xxx No human expected their demise would arrive from the heavens, disguised in a bright, foreign blue light that instantly killed billions. Farrah is a survivor, and as far as she knows, the only one. All she has left is a small house in the town of Windsburg- an isolated, quiet area with food to provide for a whole community. But every place has its demons. When the sun sets, an unknown entity lurks through the town, only to leave and repeat the same process the next night. Farrah has managed to avoid confronting the creature, but an unexpected turn of events forces her to be outside at the wrong time- an action that would result in her making contact with a fearful, yet unusually friendly monster...

I never expected this to happen. But it did. Who knew that rescuing a broken winged canary would lead to me being able to transform? It would seem like a blessing to most, and in a way, it is. Except for the fact that I'm kinda, sorta... On the run. Sometimes, people refer to me as the girl who speaks to birds. And I guess I am. ***Highest Ranking: #95 (8-28-15)*** I wrote this when I was 11 - 12, it definitely has its flaws, I am aware of them. All the same, people enjoy this book, so I'm keeping it up. Keep on reading, friends.

*BRITTANY BROSKI APPROVED* RANKINGS: #1 - starwars 6/10/2019 #3 - kylo 6/10/2019 #3 - kyloren 6/10/2019 He made eye contact with me with those intense brown eyes, and his vision traveled down my body, looking at every curve and flaw. He got down to my feet and looked all the way back up, taking in every part of me. I was scared now. I had no control over my body because of The Force and the way he looked at me, greedily, hungrily, left me terror-stricken. Kylo Ren climbed up swiftly onto the bed so he was laying next to me. He supported himself with his right elbow and placed his left hand on my lower stomach. His gloved hand was massive. His thumb and pinkie extended from each of my hip bones. I shut my eyes tightly. My breath significantly quickened. I felt his hand graze up my stomach, and I could hear him breathing heavily. His hand continued it's slow path up my chest and to my exposed neck. I swallowed down an impulsive scream that I couldn't help from rising as I felt him lean in towards me. His black locks fell onto my face and they smelled of mint. His hand was gently resting on my neck and his hot breath was on my ear. My heart was pounding and I was sure he could feel it. "It was so hard for me not to ravish you in front of everyone in Tunstead." His lips grazed my cheekbone. "The sensation was almost overpowering. You're lucky I have . . . Self-control." _____ This book is for readers who can handle maturity, violence, and who have a true appreciation for not only Kylo Ren/Adam Driver's beauty but for the Star Wars universe! Highest rank: #33 in Fanfiction! #2 in Star Wars! Copyright 2016 @ flywithmyjetpack . Please do not copy or steal my story/ideas. I don't own any part of the Star Wars episodes. I don't own any part of the characters or plot of Star Wars. However, THIS plot and most characters in this book are mine so please don't copy or mock my stories!

Mari Azuja was a lonely child. No friends to talk to. Abused by her foster parent. She was a half neko. (Just ears and no tail) Everyone though they bring bad luck but it was the other way around. The only way she didn't feel as lonely was when she was watching anime, it specially my hero academia. One day she run away from that place. She couldn't take the abuse. So she decided to live on the streats. What happens to her next? ⚠️ There might be some moments of abuse so be aware. You have been warned. ⚠️ Update once a month. Most likely in the first week.

prior title: the scarlet spider The name's Himawari Morales. I live in a world where the streets look like something straight out of a comic book. Life's pretty damn awesome for the 80% of people who have quirks. Sadly, I'm not part of that 80%. I'm part of the 20% who don't have quirks. We're just...normal. That might seem fine, but in my world, normal = shitty. Rating: 13+ Contains: Sensual scenes Cussing Graphic scenes