(Temporarily discontinued) A injured girl had broken a family heirloom while defending herself from demons. A swordsmith found her slumped against a tree and promised to help.

1917, JAPAN JOURNAL ENTRY #1001 I'm Shinzoka Azayishi. Everyone call me Azayishi and some call me Ishi. I'm a Soul Hashira. They call me the Last Soul Breathing user which I hope I'm not because I feel undeserved. Underserved to got the title. Undeserved to be a Soul Hashira. Though, just like a soul - something hidden and secretive - I made myself invisible to others especially to those I love. Cowardice and courage mixed are caused by love in result is having secrets. And I kept secrets... Secrets that I don't want anybody else to know especially it's about myself. But the more secrets I keep the more painful it is. What I did was out of love. In the end, my decision betrayed me. The secrets will no longer a secret because there's no secret that can't be revealed. The revelation will cause another pain and in the end might cause another secret. Is everything going to happen all over again? - Shinzoka Azayishi

Men ventured out into the ocean in search for glory and fame. Pirates roaming the seas in search for trouble and treasure. However only one woman was feared among the Seven Seas. Captain Andrea "She-Devil" Dawson. She soon meets a merman, whom she holds captive. What she did not expect comes true when she begins to fall in love with her prisoner. [Under Intense Editing]

"Po raz kolejny przygraniczna wieś płonęła. Zaś biedni wieśniacy łkali, stojąc przy swoich zniszczonych domach. Inni jeszcze próbowali ratować dobytek, bezskutecznie. Noc ta była pełna strachu i smutku. Lecz nie była ich jedyną. Odkąd w pobliskim królestwie zasiadła na tronie młoda królowa, ich życie zmieniło się w piekło. I to nie jej armia była winna ich niedoli. Zaś ogromny smok będący na jej usługach. Wszak miała mieć w sobie smoczą krew, tą przeklętą krew Piastów. " SPOTIFY: https://open.spotify.com/playlist/4tAzJ8dyAz6XToQw6nPFrM?si=07aaeddf0e6b402a _______________ Korona Królów | AU | Fantasy + Historia

[zakończone] Jeżeli jednego dnia "walczysz"ze swoim bratem na dziedzińcu zamku, w którym mieszkasz, a następnego idziesz do zwyczajnej szkoły w Londynie, to wiedz, że Twoje życie jest cholernie skomplikowane. Jak moje. Tak, jestem księżniczką. Tak, mieszkam w zamku. Tak, mam niezrównoważonych psychicznie przyjaciół. Księżniczka, ale nie Disneya. Jestem na to zbyt sprytna. Zbyt niezależna. Zbyt silna, by być w ogóle brana pod uwagę. A moja historia? Na pewno nie zakończy się słowami "długo i szczęśliwie", bo moje życie nie jest aż tak nudne. Nie zacznie się, że "księżniczka żyła w pięknym królestwie"... A nie, w sumie tak się zacznie. Ale wszystko pomiędzy jest absolutną mieszanką cholerstw. Chociaż może sam się przekonasz? 30 stycznia 2019 - #2 w "księżniczka" 12 marca 2019 - 26 marca 2019 - #1 w "księżniczka" 12 marca 2019 - 12 kwietnia 2019 - #4 w "narnia" Początek: 7 czerwca 2018 Koniec: 12 lutego 2019

the story of avatar; the last airbender, in motoko's point of view and her involvement in the war. ~zuko fic x

Emma Newfound had always grown up near the ocean. She loved the crystal clear water of Florida's coast. Emma's life had not been the best. She was always bullied in school, her mom was still recovering from a heartbreaking divorce, and she was self conscious beyond belief. The ocean has always been, and will always be, her escape. One day, the ocean, would change her life forever.

She isn't short. She is bite sized. Anita Rosaline Nightshade has always been small. 4'11 height but a 6'7ft attitude. She might be small, but she sure is feisty. But no one knows of the feisty little beast, because no one ever made her angry. Until he steps in... **** "Stop picking me up!" I whined, pouting. His eyes turned a shade darker as a small smirk played at his lips. He bent down and kissed my cheek. "I can't, your so tiny." I huffed, crossing my arms. "I'm not tiny. I'm average." "More like bite sized." He laughed. "I will call you My little bite size Anita." But everyone knew she was the Little Bite Luna.

Followed by her past Alex is a shapeshifter, a panther in a world of werewolf's. she has never met another of her kind. running all day everyday for years across pack lands gets tiring so what happens when she tries to settle down on her mates territory. Will her uncle let that happen?

His eyes were the darkest blue, his hair a messy black halo, his jaw defined his cheek bones high he is the most beautiful male that I've ever seen and he's my mate and he's mine...but is he? Can I stake a claim on someone who refuses to even notice my existance, and acts like I'm a living curse designed to make him suffer just by looking at me. What would you do if you are mated to the coldest alpha there is? I know from the look of those cold beautiful eyes... He doesn't want me