Historias de Collect

(Y,N) was a pretty unique kid. Living with his mom and sister, tries his best in school, plays video games, watches shows that are both entertaining and has overarching stories. But he is deeply afraid of what his future holds, and is scared about whether or not he'll ever live up to what needs to be done in order to have a good life. But life decided it would have other plans for him. Plans that (Y,N) couldn't even begin to understand nor believe. This is my first story on Wattpad, so it's definitely not going to be amazing or perfect, but nevertheless, I'm going to enjoy writing this story. The show and its characters don't belong to me, but the reader does.

The collector is the youngest overlord in all of hell. He loves having fun and when heard of princess Charlie Morningstar's hotel he wanted to join to make new friends and play.

(Cover art is not mine) Just some one shots of the noceda siblings (I am bad at writing stories this is my first time) (I do not own any of these characters unless i have made it clear that i have added a Oc)

Well shit. Somehow my previous description was erased and instead of posting a new one, since I can't remember my original one, just read it, please. The plot is Hunter is eda here and the collector, who I named Nova, is king. Also goldric/huntric.

The title says it all..

Hiiii~ this is my diary! I will update every other weekend or sometimes! it will be full of the weird, nerdy sh!+ I do. have fun, stay safe. it dangerous to go alone, take this. 🦊

Seventeen-year-old Zae Monroe is over relationships. After getting cheated on by the only guy she's ever loved and watching her parents' marriage crumble, she decides to turn the tables and go after what she wants, and what she wants are kisses. Athletes, musicians, poets, bad boys-their lips are all on her agenda, and it's time to collect Zae proposed a contest with her friends to see who can kiss the most boys during spring break. But what starts as a harmless competition leads to a downward spiral of drama. Zae is forced to face the reasons behind her boy angst, and starts to wonder if maybe she was wrong about the male race... or at least some of them.

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heya, this is the imagination love story of a cop and and a girl... Who get fall for each other in a undercover mission, against the terrorist...

"Objects, my dear, hold memory. Very much like water, they mold into the containers they are put in. They are given life by those who define it." It's a whirlwind of adventure, of meeting with questionable personalities, and looking for the most highly coveted items. Some for dark, some for light, and they all somehow end up in her hands. As a collector, Ira knows that objects are just that--objects. Nothing more or less. Nothing inherently good or bad, but it's the choices people make about them that shape what they can become. When she accidentally stumbles through a portal to another world, the universe decides it is time to for her to discover the secrets of her unknown past and face her own destiny. Who will she choose to be?

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https://www.senotay.com/dust-collector/cyclone-separation-dust-collector/ Cyclone type dust collector is a type of dust removal device. The dedusting mechanism is to make the dust-containing air flow rotate, and the dust particles are separated from the air flow and trapped on the wall by means of centrifugal force, and then the dust particles are dropped into the ash hopper by gravity.

Scarlett is one her first cruise with her very rich cousin. Going there all she expects to do is relax and hopefully finish a book in between that she carefully tries to keep an eye on her older and much more alcoholic prone cousin Susan who is on the ship with her fiance to celebrate their engagement. Everything is going well until she meets three ship mates that she feels a strange spark from. Dodge, Munder and Jack...what adventure awaits her on "The Mermaid"? Jack has another shot, another chance to collect many souls again. Far more than he had before and now he had two helps to help him out. Munder and Dodge would help him fill up the ship and souls. Easy job that he had done many times before in his eyes. However when he bumps into a young red head he can feel a strange vibe coming from her, one that he had never felt before. Not only does he want to figure out who or what the woman was but competition comes onto the ship. Another soul collector named Victoria who plans to take Jack's ship and all the souls inside of it. This is more of a story of what happens when Ghost Ship and Poseidon do a cross over, hope you enjoy it! (This was originally published a long time ago on Fanfiction.net and is still there. Spelling mistakes and all. I will try to edit this story but this draft is unedited until I get time to do so.)

The war between Noncredenti and Deimitopulus has been going on for longer than anyone can remember. It began when the Noncredentis crucified Jesus Christ, the prophet of the Deimitopuluses. Every third child in Noncredenti is now taken to become a soldier. They are never given names, only numbers. Can a boy, #642, who has only been taught the war and to defeat the enemy, become friends with them? Can two soldiers change an entire war?

WattpadExplorer ADDED FROM THE GRAVE TO EDITORS' CHOICE NOV. 2018 A tiny island in the south seas, home of a very rare and valuable postage stamp, becomes the focus of several parties stopping at nothing to acquire the prize. lyttlejoe/2012

just a collection of fake scenarios I wrote :)

My father brought out his long glinting sword and plunged it into my mothers stomach. It seemed the second time was more painful than the first. It was like the reassurance that nothing was okay. That my mother really does die, that my father really is the bastard I know him to be. There's no escaping my future anymore. Growing up is the only way out. I pushed Mrs. Havisham away from me and fought out of Damon's iron grip. I stalked towardsmy father and his evil, hysterical grin. He opened his arms as if to hug me. I raised my sword and plunged it deep into his stomach. His face turned from a grin to shock and he looked down at his stomach to find the sword I was still holding implanted in his flesh. He looked back up at me and I pulled the sword out sharply, mercilessly. His face turned into a sick grimace which made waves of horror pass through my body. He fell to the ground just in front of my mother. A single tear ran down my cheek. I looked down at my mother and father, both dead, at my hand. Both bleeding because of a stupid peice of silver. Fighting. Fighting for freedom, for her life and for her friends. Fighting is all Jessica can do anymore because if she doesn't fight, her life with slowly crumble around her. Jessica was an ordinary girl until she came to Dean House but then again I suppose irony is sweet. She found she was a witch and a powerful one at that. She finds she has to bring down her father no matter what it costs, an arm, a leg, a life, even when it's her own mothers she can never stop. Fighting is the only things he knows now and a fighter she is.

Pretty much what the title says! All young characters are aged up! Have fun reading! ^-^