A guide for the INTJ or any xNTx personality, with real stories in my life that you probably can relate to. To those non-xNTx, it can help you understand your friends who are possibly xNTx better.

A veces solo se necesita una tragedia para encontrar el amor de verdad

-¡Eso no es verdad! ¡Nunca quise perderte!-Su voz es una mezcla de ira, orgullo y aprensión. Se le rompe el grito en mitad de palabra, obligándose a sí mismo a cerrar la boca. -¡Nunca piensas lo que haces!-Le dices a medio metro de distancia, más como una regañina que como algo realmente importante. -¡Nunca ves lo que hago por ti! A solo unos centímetros de distancia, Sirius rodea tu cintura con un brazo, atrayéndote hacia él. Vuestros labios se juntan en un desesperado beso antes de que te des cuenta. LA AUTORA DE ESTE ESCRITO ES: @Vickyspark TODOS LOS DERECHOS DE ESTA HISTORIA PERTENECEN A ELLA .

Quien diría que aquellas leyendas que me contaba mi abuelo serían verdad, que lo sobre natural existe y mis antepasados lo saben bien Me siento perdida, no se que creer o que es real... Me enamoré perdidamente de mi perdición. Necesito ayuda, necesito alejarme y necesito cerrar los ojos e imaginar que esto es un sueño. ~HISTORIA TOTALMENTE Y ORIGINALMENTE MIA~ ❌PROHIBIDO CUALQUIER TIPO DE COPIA O ADAPTACIÓN SIN MI CONSENTIMIENTO❌

Alisha, una chica de 19 años con algunas habilidades de mas, conoce a Christopher un vampiro de 200 años que resulta ser el socio de su jefe y ademas su compañero para toda la eternidad. No es fácil aceptar la existencia de un ser sobrenatural, pero no tendrá otra opción cuando cierto vampiro quiere poseer sus habilidades. ¿Podrán Alisha y Christopher unir sus corazones? ¿O los problemas que se avecinan serán demasiados como para que puedan soportarlos?

The land of Radenor is in need of salvation: the royal family and court are corrupt to their very core and full of vipers and backstabbers, the church is malevolent, people are starving, death has become a frequent guest of the mendicant people. A betrayed princess sacrifices herself to get vengeance for her ruined mind and life. A newborn prince will become the ultimate weapon for her bloody revenge. He is a half-demon necromancer who was born for an express purpose: become strong, destroy their enemies and regain the throne. Prince Alexander Leonard Radenor is starting his journey, along the way, he will have to master his skills and try to avoid losing himself in the process. After all, there is a reason why necromancy is considered the forbidden art: there is a thin line between using them and letting them use you. Still armed with his magical prowess, martial skills and the abilities granted to him by his demonic heritage, Alex presents a serious threat, the one that the royal family and the court would do well to fear. **This dark fantasy series will be updated every Tuesday and Friday**

In the future, everyone who's bitten by a zombie turns into one... until Diane doesn't. Seven days later, she's facing consequences she never imagined. * * * * * As civilization collapses under a relentless wave of zombies, Diane and her friends take shelter in a military base. However, while she's rescuing another survivor, Diane gets bitten by one of the monsters. She hides it and runs away, knowing she only has days left to live. But she soon discovers she isn't turning into a zombie - she's turning into something else. --------- Excerpt: I looked up and stared. My reflection looked back at me in the mirror of the dark room. My eyes were literally glowing, there was no mistaking it. It was not a reflection of light, or any of the other excuses I had used or others had assumed. They were glowing a light sapphire blue color. It was not a bright glow, but it was definitely a glow. Glowing eyes were not normal. Okay, at this point I had to admit it, I was no longer normal. What was I then? For that, I had no answer [[Word count: 495,000]] Copyright August 2016. All Rights Reserved. Readers may not copy, alter, or steal this story. Fanfictions are allowed to use my *world* and *zombie rules* as long as credit is given. Cover was lovingly made by JimenaVivancoo.