Anarchy storie

In the year, 2649, The pantheon of all technological exploration had already taken it's deepest tolls upon humanity. A.I. driven car's on A.I controlled streets, to neuro-purge drugstores on every corner. In this world of scavenged scarcity and technological development there hides more secrets than anyone could ever imagine... Khalix, and her group of misfits, the praised loyalists to the technological bigwigs, the very hounds they send out to make sure all they have placed in order, stays that way, no matter what. As more of their missions interfere with the hidden truth of their world, and the crumbling system, the questions begin to pile up. Will they survive, Will the truth be heard?

She was the daughter of a fallen member of SAMCRO, one of the original nine. She was raised among bikers, loyalty, and born into a life she was never meant to survive. To protect her, they erased her. New name. New life. No looking back. Years later, she's built everything she once dreamed of. Far away from Charming, far away from him. But when fate brings her back, she comes face to face with the man who buried her... and never stopped loving her. He thinks she's dead. She let him believe it. And some lies are too heavy to survive the truth. OC X Jax Teller.

The dark haired man put his muscular forearm next to her head, effectively trapping her against the wall. Nova's breath hitched as she was forced to look in those haunting pale blue orbs. "I'm so fucked up, Nova." He said, his voice husky. "More than you can ever imagine." The brown skinned woman bit her lip. Watching as his sharp icy orbs pierce into her mellow brown ones. "I know." | ♛ | When twenty three year old Nova Braun is saved from assault by a man claiming to be named "Anarchy", her world gets turned upside down. With anarchy now claiming she "owes" him, she is suddenly thrown into the lifestyle of the "underground" to take down the biggest company in the US. What does Anarchy want? What is his background? Most importantly, who is he, really? ✨ - SEXUAL CONTENT ✨- ABUSE SEXUAL / PHYSICAL ✨ - MATURE LANGUAGE

Elle beautiful, smart, funny and has always been known as the rich kid with the rich friends and had the most beautiful mansion. She loved it all up until highschool when the rebeliouse faze hit like a ton of bricks. She whiped her slate clean and got all new friends and would barely ever stay home. Her little town of Charming is run by one of the most powerfull MC's. The Sons of Anarchy they are also the people she choses to start hanging around with. She's seen thing most teenagers will never have to see or do. But she's realized that these boys are the family she's always wanted but never had. Find out her story along with Clay, Jax, Opie, Juice, Bobby, Gemma, Chib, and the rest of the boys.

I wish to rip my skin off. Have you ever thought about taking someone else's skin and wearing it as if it's yours? Have you ever thought about taking someone else's identity, just to see how it might be? I am awfully curious. This is nothing more than a glorified suicide letter

The King summoned a hero to help them deal with a problem. While they have great hopes for him, his method of "dealing with the problem" is far beyond anything they ever could have imagined.

What if Destiny requires Consent? "When Sky and Earth embrace, so shall be born the final God of the Untamed Wilds, he who is marked by Balance, and who shall overthrow the Nephilim of Va Allae even while crushing the Faeries of Haedel underfoot." - Prophecy of the Wild God Vydahr is a young Angel - a vampiric race of powerful magical beings that live for centuries - who lives with his family in the south-western corner of Naose in a place called the Vale. A place of megafauna and lingering Faerie magic, the Vale is vast and unforgiving to those unprepared for its challenges. Yet young Vydahr - not quite yet 18 at the beginning of this tale - moves through the misty groves and waving meadows as rhythmically as the seasons. In tune with himself and the natural world as he is, Vydahr does not rely on his skills and strength alone. He was raised by a great healer of sternly compassionate demeanor; a soft spoken, fox-clever tinkerer; and a distant warrior-scholar with the curiosity and capacity for mischief of a magpie. With the support of his aunt, uncle, and father as well as a cousin that always seems to find a way to convince Vydahr to participate in varied magical and mundane experiments, the young Angel will go on a journey to discover himself and his place in the world. Will Vydahr's Journey be one of destruction? Of creation? Or perhaps a third path will be revealed along the way... In Wildheart, identity isn't found in isolation, it's forged in the bonds we choose and the ones we're born into. Vydahr's path is anything but paved: marked by prophecy, tested by magic older than empires, and guided by family both bound by blood and found along the way. This is not just another high fantasy draped in rich lore. It's a story that serves a more intimate truth: that belonging gives us the strength to take the first steps toward who we are meant to become. No man is an island - not even a fledgling god.

one year later...........

"Stupid bitch" Blows hitting my face made my balance disappear, but his hold on the back of my head makes me stay up. "Let me go!" I beg, just like I have been for the last twenty minutes since I pissed him off by not making his mother's meatloaf correctly. His eyes are darker when he hears me speak, throwing me to the tiled floor of our condos kitchen. Blood creeps down my bottom lip and lands beside my palms onto the tile. My eye almost swollen completely shut, from his constant fist. My ribs ache from his work boots with a steel toe. "Clean up, I'm going to bed." Nodding at him, he left me and mumbles under his breath as he goes. Tears fall down my face and I try to stand, but my body is so weak I almost fall right back down. Using the counter, I pull myself onto my feet, and using it to keep my balance stable. I'd been through this many times before. Almost used to beatings when things weren't right, and by four years you'd think I'd have them right, not exactly. Picking up the cereal box, that i only ever had, I stick my blood stained hand in and went to the bottom, pulling out the burner I stashed last week when I got paid. Dialing the one number I knew by heart,Gemma Teller. My dads childhood best friend. "Hello?" Her voice was questionable, and I couldn't blame her. "Gemma? It's Sarah. I need some help."

They were told fire burns the brightest in darkness, though they will never admit it, maybe that's why they work so well together.

lately, i've been on and off. i think i've hurt too much, my wrists are numb. (hurt too much, my limbs are numb) hobie brown x oc atsv and comics. not the canon/movie plot, based on spiderpunk's lore & comic appearances.  of-liyue spider-punk and his sony variant belong to their comic creators, sony, and marvel. i only own the original characters and the original plotlines in this fic.

Four Empires, Four Feudal Lords, One Orphan Girl, Three Outcasts, One disgraced Royalty, One Prince, Two Sinners and only one answer to the question left unanswered eons ago. Where is An Roghnaithe? (The Chosen) ******** After losing her village, family and friends to a power hungry Feudal Lord in his mad search for a thousand year old object that might just be myth, Ceridwen Yul Abur and her baby sister Dana are forced to go into hiding to avoid being captured by the Gloine Feudal forces. Hungry, starved and lost in woods her people had deemed forbidden and sacred, Ceri encounters a bounty hunter\mercenary troupe hired by an opposing Empire because apparently there is now a price on her head. Ceri is captured and dragged halfway across the kingdom to meet an unknown Feudal Lord, who's entire existence is clouded in a shroud of mystery, and on who's shoulder her entire destiny might as well rest on. In a whirlwind of activities, surrounded by the most unusual group of people who eventually come to mean the world to her, Ceridwen begins to understand that there is far more to her than anyone has ever bothered to tell her and perhaps she holds the key to ending the millennia old dispute that's been existing among the Empires.

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In this story people fight to survive a world that has fallen into anarchy over a false report of the moon and follows 1 person on a mission to restore order and tell everyone in the world that everything is okay.

Jessica was asked to show up to her sisters wedding. Not knowing she would meet the man that would change her life forever. Will she run from his troubles or will she stay and fight for her man? Just remember it's never easy dating a son.

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Through the terror and torment of alien reign, hero's were born. They are of all shapes and sizes, but that does not separate them. Millie Mead's life crumbled before her eyes as she watched her once normal life quickly get extinguished under the foot of an extraterrestrial being: The Nexi. But once the Nexi gas their home, and she inhales the toxic substance, she begins to change. First its blood from the lungs, but after a while, she starts to notice things that she's never felt before. All because of her Blue Lungs. Blue Lungs is a Prequel to the book Birdfall.