3rdperson Stories

"𝕿𝖍𝖊 𝖘𝖈𝖊𝖓𝖊 𝖎𝖑𝖑𝖚𝖒𝖎𝖓𝖆𝖙𝖊𝖉 𝖎𝖓 𝖋𝖗𝖔𝖓𝖙 𝖔𝖋 𝖍𝖊𝖗 𝖘𝖊𝖓𝖙 𝖆 𝖘𝖍𝖚𝖉𝖉𝖊𝖗 𝖔𝖋 𝕴𝕮𝖄 𝖍𝖔𝖗𝖗𝖔𝖗 𝖉𝖔𝖜𝖓 𝖍𝖊𝖗 𝖘𝖕𝖎𝖓𝖊. 𝕿𝖍𝖊𝖗𝖊, 𝖔𝖓 𝖙𝖍𝖊 𝖋𝖑𝖔𝖔𝖗 𝖑𝖆𝖞 𝖙𝖍𝖊 𝖇𝖔𝖉𝖞 𝖔𝖋 𝖙𝖍𝖊 𝖖𝖚𝖊𝖊𝖓 -𝖕𝖎𝖊𝖗𝖈𝖊𝖉 𝖙𝖍𝖗𝖔𝖚𝖌𝖍 𝖙𝖍𝖊 𝕳𝕰𝕬𝕽𝕿 𝖇𝖞 𝖆 𝖐𝖓𝖎𝖋𝖊." When betrayal and DECEIT become commonplace, bonds are SEVERED and alliances are forged. Lucina finds herself alone, trapped within a court of scheming lies, searching for a way out of a dark tunnel carved by revenge. When HONOR and love collide, duty DIES, and Souvanne finds herself strangely abandoned by the very concept of loyalty. SECRETS and suspicion flame through the EMPIRE. And as a quiet plague begins to spread, Scarlett is forced deeper into secrecy, knowing that discovery -of the sickness, or of who she truly is-could be just as DEADLY. Whispers of prophecies and old gods stir once more, as the dance between THIEVES and KINGS begin. Who is the ENEMY?

He left his woman unattended and unappreciated. Her confusion of his behavior and wishing for things to get better have tired her. Someone stops by who gives her what she really wanted all along.

It was a Sunday night, family night for the Greens. They were playing a board game when it happened. At exactly 11:11 pm; a time for wishes, a sixteen year old girl wished for true love one day. At that exact moment her window smashed and something flew into her room. It was a flock of them; they attracted the house and only took one thing: the girl. She remembers it clearly, the way she screamed scared out of her mind. The way it grabbed her waist and took off. She remembers screaming for help but no one came to her rescue. Oh how she wishes that she left her safety knife in her room. Then they would be safe. Her family! She just hopes they were fine, but the conclusion that she was taken says that her family would be back to normal soon. She sighs and thinks over her life. From a little kid she was always the loner. But her family loved her to death. It all changed when she turned ten. The world was changing. She remembers the exact day at the exact time. Her birthday; she calls it the hell day. Something bad always happens on her birthday and that year was the worst so far. On February 20/2020 at exactly 2:20 On the news they had let out the horrible announcement. Scientist's experiments had gone wrong. They call them the "Stone Devils". They were escaping from the labs and into our world. Made of stone and all male. Winged creatures that come into the night. Steal and kill their prey. That's what she heard but she didn't believe it until a few nights ago. (kinda like the movie Warm Bodies)

After the events with the Hyde, Nevermore decides to send the students on vacation for a little while. Wednesday receives suspicious pictures of herself on her new phone, followed by a text that says "I'm watching you." Her first ever stalker. what will happen next? Basically what happens after season 1 with some wenclair. This is my first ever fanfic so be nice. This is a work of fiction. None of the characters are mine.

allow me to keep things brief first off, This is my first book ive ever made on this app/site Second, this is a book with 0 ships. if you want a puyo puyo book with ships then please find another. Third , any pictures in this book are 99% NOT mine. please respect the people who made them with that out the way... ENJOY! This will be updated whenever i feel like updating it... so probably during the school season(s)

16 year old Aspen Banker lost her mother and her entire life she knew. Now she's stuck with a father she didn't even knew existed and to top it off, she's stuck in a strangely fancy countryside in the middle of nowhere. Can she handle her new life, and new drama?

Princess Zelda of the Hyrule Kingdom hears of a looming threat from a distant land. The prophecy speaks of magical artifacts that can grant powers to its wielder. But where is such a wielder? When Link is tasked to collect the remaining pieces of the Triforce, he has to wonder, is he simply fulfilling his duty? Or is there something that is guiding him the whole journey? A retelling of a classic hero tale. Faces new and old. It may seem familiar but the adventure is wholly unique; and with many fun references to multiple games, it can delight hardcore fans and entice new ones.

Just a little Solangelo fanfic to make me happy :) Not really sure what I'm gonna write going into this but we'll see how it turns out! All character rights go to Rick Riordan. (Except the characters I created.) :]

There was never supposed to be an Icewing dragonet in the prophecy. Atleast, not in any prophecy Morrowseer would have written. But what if someone else, one who did not share in the Nightwings' despise for Icewings, one who was the smartest of three sisters, decided that there should be an Icewing involved? -‐--------------------‐----------‐--------------------‐--------------- I do not own Wings Of Fire! Wings Of Fire belongs to Tui T. Sutherland.

Cesare wakes up. Some places are better than others.

Update: Includes AI-generated images for fun and inspiration 😁 When a heroic Silver Knight from ancient times unexpectedly finds himself in the dying world of the fading fire, his only ally appears to be a vulgar woman who scavenges for souls. But is there more to her than meets the eye? He wants to find his lost wife. She only wants to survive. As they tackle the horrors of Lordran and meet famous Dark Souls characters, their pact of convenience might turn into a deeper connection. And as the story unfolds, we progress into Dark Souls 3 with both new and familiar characters. Disclaimer: I do not own Dark Souls or any of the related characters. All rights of Dark Souls belong to Bandai Namco Entertainment Inc. This story is a work of fanfiction and is meant for entertainment only. I am not making profit from this story.

For 2024 imma just post a bunch of random shit I write

A home for all of my short stories. Mostly fiction but will add in some non-fiction pieces. Cover: Morrow Bay, CA Summaries: 1. Semi-Inner Monologue piece where a girl doubts her feelings for her boyfriend. Word count: 824. Inspired by: Friends by NIKI 2. 3rd person, woman being painted by an artist. Talk of the human body and 'pain.' Word count: 71. Prompt found online. 3. Narrator (hint: it's an inanimate object) feels betrayed, used, and unable to move on after a 'romantic interaction'. First draft. Word count: 421. 4. Narrator talks of all it has endured in its lifetime. Talks of pain, stabbing, and scars. Word count: 101

Levi brought his hands up level with his face and turned them, inspecting the many little cuts that tainted his skin a dark red. "There's blood on my hands." He chuckled. He dropped his head down, resting it on his knees, creases running across his forehead. I should have been there. I could have protected them.

During the War of Wrath of the First Age, a unit of elven rangers is sent behind enemy lines. Their young captain wishes to bring everyone back alive, while his lieutenant seeks vengeance for her fallen comrades. Before long, their daring raid goes wrong, but alongside disaster, an opportunity appears. © 2022 Eric Fieldstone. Disclaimer: I do not own LOTR, the Silmarillion, or any of the related characters. All rights to those worlds belong to JRR Tolkien and his estate. This story is a work of fanfiction and is meant for entertainment only. I am not making profit from this story.

Corbin wakes in the furnace room of a train wearing a vest that's been surgically attached to him and a chord binding him to the ceiling, ensuring somewhat free movement, but no escape. The man he is housed with informs him that they are prisoners sentenced to a lifelong service of feeding the furnace. What follows is a costly journey for one man attempting to understand freedom and its impossibilities.

Am I love her? It can't be... so do you love me, Jennie? Am I an intermediate one between you two? Attention ⚠ This one is Jenlisa's shipping story so if you don't want to read it... please don't GL Top - Lili Bottom - Nini started in 2022 on 16th April end ______

Inspired by yandere simulator ✌🏼 IDK😂 It's terrible and I know 😞 Warning ⚠️ this may include .Death .swear words if you don't like these topics DONT READ it's simple

❝Just because you perfectly applied your hairspray and wears a suit with no wrinkles doesn't mean you can bully me.❞ Taehee stood up and looked Jungkook straight in the eye. ❝You're not my type anyways.❞ +++ Kim Taehee was nobody special. Simple minded, innocent, and soft spoken. She wasn't important nor relevant whatsoever besides the fact that she's been together with Jeon Jungkook as his girlfriend since he confessed 10 years ago. In a small accident following her friend's wedding, Taehee suddenly has split personalities. No, in fact, she switches from the 28 year old her back to the 17 year old her from time to time. The other side of her, nicknamed "Little Taehee" is the complete opposite of her as she's ruthless, crazy, and a risk-taker. The two sides of Kim Taehee love two different men. What is in store for "their" future? How will the younger Taehee help Taehee discover her true self? Started: 23 July 2017 Ended: Ongoing