Arc II of Carrying a Villain's Kid... Rei's eyes widened as the words resonated in her mind. After all this time, her son, Touya...was alive? She honestly didn't know how to feel. She feels happy and relieved, but the guilt is eating her up inside. If her son really is alive, would he even want to see her? After she shunned him because of his appearance? Because he couldn't help looking like Enji? Something he had no control of. After she was a terrible mother. "Touya's alive?" She asked in a whisper. Arc III of Carrying a Villain's Kid... "As you know, there have been a few cases already made against the President these past few decades, but one of them stood out to me the most" She paused. "And I think you're going to want to know" "Well spit it out, what is it?" Keigo asked, raising a brow in question. "A female omega, would now be in her late forties" She looked at the file in her hands. "Her name's Karin Tsubasa, your mother" Keigo froze and simply stared at the other omega across from him. Seconds in deafening silence felt like centuries. He gulped and let out a breath he didn't realize he'd been holding. "My what?"

Omegaverse Dabihawks [UNDER EDITING] "What's the first thing I told you not to do?" "Get pregnant by a villain" "And what the fuck did you go and do?" "....get pregnant by a villain"

She looked out the window of the train then back to the cracked mirror in front of her. She turned and saw the number that was burned on her shoulder bright black saying "1125". Yet she could remember her name, Sasha. "Many of us has died and slaughterer in cold blood by those who hate us", she wrote in her book. "Yet I still fight on with a big dream, to stop the holocaust. It's a big dream but I know I can achieve it with some help. May take years maybe months but it will be worth it at the end." -Fiction: This is not real-

Living on the streets is never fun, especially if you're a Jew during the Holocaust. Kayla is used to a rough life, but it's about to get ten times worse. Will she have the strength to survive?

(Currently Editing) Poland, 1942. When Celina Rudaski took the evening train to Warsaw, she did not expect to return responsible for the lives of two Jews. Then again, she did not expect her father to be whisked away in the middle of the night by soldiers, nor did she expect her house to become swallowed by flames of fiery hatred. Yet it all happened in the matter of twenty-four hours. A stubborn, introverted fifteen year old girl, Celina refuses to believe the many stories of the horrific genocide against the Jews, often turning a blind eye to anything that reminds her of the war. But when she unwittingly promises to hide two Jews in a home she does not have, Celina must journey across Europe with these strangers in search of lady who might be able to rescue them. They are filthy, they are broken, and Celina cannot seem to control the hatred burning inside her. Together they travel town to town, witnessing each cities own branch of horrors, even hiding in basements of strangers. In ways painfully unimaginable to Celina, these two Jews affect her life in the deepest of ways. As they dodge bullets, stumble upon an injured enemy pilot, and attempt to escape the hands of the Germans naming them fugitives, Celina must learn to face what she has been too terrified of her entire life. ***Edited by the lovely @jgfairytales

It's 1940, and the Nazis have thickened the laws against the Jews. However, this Jew is different. Her name is Marie and the most unlikely thing happened, she fell in love with a Nazi. This is an act punishable by death; but nothing can come between love, can it? Ranked #2 in Holocaust (July 2019) Ranked #1 in Jewish (September 2019) *Warning: contains violence, sexual content, mild profanity and some mature content* Rated: 14+

When Lena's life gets turned upside down by one of history's most tragic events, she has no idea what to expect. But she could have never imagined love... (The holocaust was a horrible time in our history, this story is in no way making it okay. I'm just trying to bring a lightness to a terrible event that never should have happened.)