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Welcome to Lucia Gomez's life. A young special CIA agent. She is one of the youngest and best agents who was raised in The Western Department (TWD). At a young age she got into an accident which was the cause of her mother's death. From the age of four she lived with her father and has taught her how to catch the bad guys and always take the right choice at a young age. Or at least that's what she was told. After her father who happens to be one of the highest leaders in her department. Who also happens to be her kidnapper, got killed by the most wanted mafia. The Italian mafia. They killed him for the death of their princess, since he was a part of the kidnapping along with the ex-Donna. Lucia finds out later after his death that she's adopted. The department decides it is best to send her to an orphan since they can't adopt her after they found out she got adopted illegally. But can still go on missions occasionally. After Lucia got arrested for being apart of an illegal street race in New York City and they did a DNA test to identity her after finding some difficulties with her file only to find out she's Enzo Moretti's dead daughter. Who's not so dead after all. What happens when her bio family are the most wanted, feared, dangerous and ruthless mafia in the world that her department as well as many other departments are trynna identify and eliminate? What happens when her family finds out that she's the most wanted agent in the underworld whom they and many other gangs and mafias been trying to assassinate and find the identity of for years without succeeding? Will they try and kill each other, or will they be a happy family that has a lot of secrets they're hide from one another? Is being an 'agent', the only secret Lucia has? Follow the life story of a girl who has three different identities which no one knows of, and past that caused her trauma and trust issues.

"Shhh... shh... that's it, my sweetest little treasure. Be good now and take your medicine for me... Don't scream, darling. We wouldn't want those strangers listening, would we? Close your eyes... drift off nice and slow... Mommy's right here. Mommy will take such good care of you. There, there... you're safest with me." The last thing Araon saw before the world dissolved into a smear of grey was a pair of eyes-not human, but twin orbs of burning, predatory crimson that seemed to pulse in the dark. Then, the weight of unconsciousness pulled him under like a lead weight in deep water. His mind drifted, flickering back to the life he'd known before the shadows took hold. He was just another player in the *Uma Musume* universe, a digital world of bright colors and thundering hooves. He could almost hear the staccato *click-clack* of his mechanical keyboard and the rhythmic *ping* of Discord notifications. On those long nights after school, the chat logs were a blur of neon-blue light and "freaky" memes sent by his friends-images and jokes that pushed the boundaries of decency. Araon would roll his eyes, a small, embarrassed smirk tugging at his lips as he scrolled through the "spicy" comments. Even the server mods would chime in with feigned shock, but to Araon, it was just the background noise of his digital life. The messages made his face heat up, a faint blush creeping across his cheeks as he wondered what kind of girl could actually be that unhinged behind a screen-

The phone in Aaron's pocket gave a sudden, jarring **buzz**, a slow, destined *ping* signaling a single message from an unknown sender. This small vibration was the starting gun for the nightmare he couldn't outrun. Aaron felt a cold knot tighten in his stomach; he had no map for this territory. After ensuring the safety of his friends-even Aiko Shinomori, his first crush, that cute, nerdy dork-and the rest of the neighborhood crew, he had finally managed to secure a fragile peace. Aiko, however, felt the separation like a physical wound. He could picture her now: her **shoulders slumped**, the **slight, sad tilt of her head** as she pushed her **wire-rimmed glasses** back up her nose. Every afternoon, she would ride the high school senior public bus, her gaze fixed on Aaron's old doorway, hoping to catch the sight of him emerging, ready to play, the familiar presence of his car a beacon of normalcy on the best of days. She had run through the worst scenarios in her mind. Why were they gone? Days bled into weeks, and the silence was a **dull, constant ache** deep in her chest. She hadn't felt such a profound connection with anyone before. This boy wasn't like the other **snot-nosed delinquents** who swaggered through the neighborhood, boys younger than her who clearly hadn't felt the sting of a belt, causing ruckus that frayed the nerves of even the oldest residents. Their parents offered only **token punishments**, not enough damage to halt their destructive antics. Aaron was different. He felt like a **sturdy guardian**, shielding her from their **poisonous influence**-a connection she hadn't truly wanted to sever. The memory of her own verbal stumbles and bullying issues at school faded when he was around.

A/N -------------- Hello...This is my first story on Wattpad. So, if there is any grammatical mistake or clumsiness, I'm apologising for it... Love you.....my dearest friends ❤ (Written in 2016) ****** Hello!! My Dear Readers, Initially, I started writing this story back in 2015 and published the first chapter in 2016 on Wattpad under another title. Yes, back in 2015-16, when I was a teenager. But I didn't continue afterwards because of my studies and other stuffs... So, more than 10 years later, I'm going to finish what I had started back then, with more modifications. More chapters are also available on Inkitt. 😉 I hope you'll enjoy this young adult (YA) romcom story. Chao!! Your author, Alexandria N. ---------------- Disclaimer "Coded to be Mine" is based on the original ideas and creative vision of the author. The character developments and stories are solely the idea of the author only. Generative AI was utilised as a collaborative tool in the drafting and beautification process of this story to enhance the prose and narrative flow. Also, any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, as well as actual events, is purely coincidental. The author is not liable if anything of this story got accidentally matched with anything, as this brainchild of her is purely a fiction, not based on reality. -------------- Story Teaser: Renae Ryder is a seventeen-year-old coding prodigy who just wants to survive her freshman year and protect her family. But when she catches the eye of Liam Cross-the twenty-five-year-old billionaire CEO of VirtuX Games-the digital world turns deadly real. Liam doesn't just want her talent; he wants her fire. Terrified by his dark, possessive intensity, Renae flees across the Atlantic to the ancient spires of Cambridge, hoping an ocean will save her. But Liam Cross doesn't accept "no." In the shadows of England's oldest halls, the hunter has arrived, and the game is just beginning.

Aphrodite Vixen lost half of her childhood memory and become less human. Blood seems usual in her daily life instead of hanging out with friends. No one dares to go near the Vixen Manor because of the amount of death that happen there until Carver unties the knot one by one to fulfil his revenge after the death of Raven and Edgar Vixen. A faded cause, a bunch of enemies, everyone has their motives to kill Vixen bloodline. Will Aphrodite able to find help with that attitude?

This is just a basic, fun filled list on different information regarding each and every character from Danganronpa: Airborne Atrocities (my fan Au/series)

A cop A doctor A killer Only a psychopath can catch another. In a Seoul stripped of its glitz, the air is thick with a collective, suffocating dread. This city has lived in the shadow of Stein Son for over two decades. After a haunting, ten-year cooling-off period that many hoped would be the end, the monster has resurfaced, reclaiming the streets as his personal abattoir. ​Inspector Seong-woo is the only one willing to stare into the abyss. To catch a ghost, he enlists Dr. Noh, a brilliant psychiatrist with a fractured psyche. Seong-woo seeks her insight to navigate the mind of a killer, unaware that she herself harbors a violent, blacked-out identity.

He wanted much more than a chit chat buddy.

It's me......again

"Don't forget- no one sees the world the way you do, so no one else can tell the stories that you have to tell." -Charles de Lint Everyone sees the world from their own angle. This is my world, the way I see it. {Highest Ranking: #32 In Poetry} ********************************************** DISCLAIMER: The images used in the cover and inside the book are NOT mine. The credit goes to the rightful owner/creator.

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"You can't kill me, we are one."

After a sudden accident involving her twin brother's death Elena is given the task of completing her brother's half done bucket list.To make it worse she has to complete it all by pretending to be her brother and going to the prestigious acedemy that had been said brother's dream for a long time. Elena is in for a ride that is a kind of its own...afterall pretending to be someone else is easy but borrowing ones own dead brother's identity might just be crossing the lines to insanity. Can Elena complete the bucket list whilst pretending to be her brother all the while sinking slowly deeper and deeper into the depths of despair, depression, and insanity? Or will she give in to the darkness brewing inside of her and join her brother on the other side?

A world lost in time and a group of best friends splitting up? what could possibly go wrong. Well actually everything, war, death's and lots of adventure. will Dee and Dracul ever get back together and will Ria wake up from her coma?.... Well you better read it to find out

*************************************************************************************** Mate. A single word, but a world of change. Everything you think you know, everything you are raised to believe and trust in, gone. Because of a single 4 letter word. "How", you may ask, "is that possible?" The answer is many. Some may say fate, destiny, the universe combining two souls into one for the perfect match. And some may say that it's utter bullshit and that they don't believe in it at all. Wolves are drawn together buy a force that no one can really understand. There is only one person they are meant to be with, and the need to be with them is so strong that it lasts lifetimes, over and over again. What happens when one couple have never been allowed the freedom to love one another and be together, in any life time? She is dying without him, and he is becoming cold without her. Will this be life where they meet once again? Will this be life where their love is allowed to prevail and live on? Or will this be another life time when something separates them from ever loving each other? ***************************************************************************************

You had always hated Jisung since the first day of High School! Although you never questioned yourself if he ever hated you?! Until Jisung and you decided to change ways with each other after getting engaged and living with each other! But you never thought of divorcing him since you were getting along fine~ If only it was true._. Side Note: Plz don't hate me for changing the story it wasn't my doing it's my friends doing so plz no hate, and stay safe!! ~Plz suggests any stories that comes to mind and share how you want it to be~

A fan-fiction between WWE aj lee and randy orton. A love/hate relationship

It's just a life with six friends who are crazy😃👍🏻

The region of Neomenia is a peculiar one. It's a small region, and the moon shines brightly, so much so it shines even throughout the day whilst the sun is out. Because of the beauty and size this region has, there are no gyms. Rather, contests are the main, spectacular attraction here. Trainers in Neomenia often become talented coordinators, and those that don't move to other regions to pursue their goals. This journey is not unlike the rest, with an aspiring coordinator. However it shifts into a peculiar tale of surprise, wonder, and above all, Potential.