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TRIGGER WARNING IF YOU HAVE SUFFERED FROM SELF-HARM/////:This story tells the live of a girl who doesn't fit in and her world comes crashing in on top of her. She starts to hurt herself and herself becomes her own worst enemy. She can only calm herself down by writing in an old notebook she found and she thinks when she is writing in it like it is a letter to a therapist.

Novalynn Dove Clemence, youngest sibling of the Clemence family. Two years younger than Luka Clemence, three years younger than Jonah. Born with the moonlight white hair of the Clemence family, a perfect copy of her brothers, even the golden eyes. With only a single mole under each eye, she was the perfect porcelain doll. From a young age, she was destined to marry Lancelot Kingsley, her old childhood friend who she's played with, along with her brothers and other children of nobility. But she fell down a certain rabbit hole one night, ending up in the Land of Reason. Fifteen years have passed, but the Princess of Hearts is back. She's back and ready to take her rightful place on the throne. *~*~*~*~*~* Cover art by me. She's not evil, I swear. Updates on Saturdays... most of the time!!

2 Millenium Years ago before a World Existed there were Gods and Goddesses. Their goal was to protect their homeland from the evil and cruel gods. Those gods that were considered to be evil were called "Despot Gods". Not long until the war between both sides had begun. Another 10 Years has passed and the battle was still ongoing. One of the Goddesses has fallen during the battle . 2 Gods were able to resurrect her. The cause of her death had a very bad result. As a result, half of her power is gone but still struggled to fight. The Gods had no other choice but to request aid from several people across the globe. For them to recruit them, they sent letters to those who are brave enough to fight against the 'Despot Gods' and the Despot Gods Minions. The Dire Despots were cursed by other Gods from a different dimension The Dire Despot Leaders are named Hikoroshi Dizon and Kozumi Erythrina. However, there was a huge mistake. Erythrina wasn't cursed. She was almost slain by the first Dire Despot Goddess leader who faked her death during the first war. Who is she? Not long until a person named Valerie Larkspur a 19-Year-old girl. She was a Priestess. During the War against the Despot Gods 20 Years ago her parents passed away, including the parents of her friends as well. Not only Valerie but another person named SIrisha Kiriyama. A 10-Year-Old Girl who was a mining Slave at a faraway country. When she managed to escape one day she ran away and bumped into a Goddess. After the Goddess noticed her appearance she took care of her.

Anneth-Leah is 14 but is wise beyond her years. She has lived through many things and is still living, which is great, because o her what happened maker her not want to live, but that doesn't mean she wants to leave What will happen? What are her stories?

Tara just turned 18, living in the city Vrin. Her mother walked out of her life on her 8th birthday, and since then she lived alone with her father in her big house. But Taras life changes and gets more and more confusing for everyday that follows after the party. After the party when she saw a mythical creatuir who she can not seem to understand, and who can not seem to leave her mind.

Rule #1: Don't panic around pretty girls. Rule #2: Don't let your best friend catch you panicking. Rule #3: Definitely don't fall for your best friend when she's supposed to be your coach. Alex had a foolproof plan to win Sophie, the girl he's been crushing on forever. But somewhere between awkward school projects, late-night calls, and one kiss that ruined everything... the plan fell apart.

[Ongoing+in Revision] When 19yr old vigilante Yūto's life is in shambles and is forced back to his Roots leading to a compromising situation with an underground Hero and discovering The mysteries within the lies of his past. ------------------------------------------------------ Disclaimer:This Fanfiction is LOOSELY based on the events from the my hero academia manga / anime, I do not claim ownership of anything in mha except for My OC. Interpretations of characters are based off of their characterizations from the manga / anime.

I woke up in a place that I didnt recognize. Now Im trying to leave.

"If you're gonna burn this place down, brother, then I'm going down with the embers." *~* Emberlynn Wynter was flung into the Land of Reason at a young age, her family desperately trying to protect her from the horrors of Cradle. But at age nineteen, she left her home and her father in London to save her brother, a single vision of a terrible future pushing her forwards. But what happens when everything isn't as it seems? When Emberlynn learns more about the land of Cradle. When she starts to fall in love. What will she do? Will she stay, or will she leave? *~*~*~*~*~*~* Cover art by me. Updates on Wednesdays... sometimes.

As the title suggests, this is a collection of short stories based on prompts by the Instagram account named writing.prompt.s Content warnings - if I deem them necessary - will be given at the beginning of the chapters.

『4th wall breaks. The gimmick of this work is that the character will talk to *you*. Yes, you! This is reader interactive!』 Hey, hey! Isn't this the description? Well, if I had put this work in my own thoughts... it would be like you and me talking through a one-way mirror! I'll do the talking, you do the reading! Is that a deal? Deal! Hehe, enjoy reading!

I board this metal contraption dubbed an aeroplane, hurtling through the sky, for education's farce-how foolish. Schools, like puppets, exploit minds, shaping them into acquiescent tools. Power lies not in knowledge, but in breaking free from the chains of rulers. But that is not my concern. Dissonance Affinity, an unjust curse by the Outer Gods, stains every existence, transcending understanding; earth appears to be its last trace. I will terminate it. I seem to be the only one who is willing to, after all.

pokonya baca aja.

On the 7th of September 2117, Amelie Sephira died. When you die, you don't have an "Afterlife". You stay on the same world, the same things are still there, but no one alive can see you. The dead population is constantly trying to reach out to the living, to build a better society. After all, if the dead and the living could work together, wouldn't mankind flourish? However, this isn't much of Amelie's concern. It's difficult to grasp the concept of "Dying", and grief isn't the only thing she has to deal with. Behind the organised society, a twisted secret lurks, and she must decide who to trust.

This Fan-fiction is based on the 72nd Hunger Games. Thank you to everyone who contributed on instagram and helped with the plot and character designs.