Firstpov Stories

(CURRENTLY REVAMPED!) (The Slices of Life, #1) For years, one thing that had always bothered Serena Wilton is the idea of reconciling with a past friend. Whenever he was around, her eyes rested upon him; whether it was at classes or outside of school. She yearned for those wonderful memories again, but the looming fear just wouldn't let her initiate the conversation. Serena clearly remembered how their paths crossed in that one field trip, and the instant click as they interacted. He was nothing but a sunny friend with such contagious confidence... until that accident. Not only did he turn into someone Serena never recognized, but the relationship they built together, soured and crumbled apart. Even so, perhaps her plans can actually work if she's willing to push that stupid anxiety away and speak a word or two. Piece of cake, right? Rating: R+15 *** Updates: Irregular This book contains anime/manga illustrations (all drawn by me, unless stated otherwise) and sensitive topics such as depression and grief. 🎖- YARomance - Semesters of Love 🎖- Official Anime Profile - Light Novel 🎖- Official Teen Fiction Profile - Soul Deep 🥈- Undiscovered Writers Awards: Light Novel 🥈- Spotlight Awards: Teen Fiction

jeon jungkook, a playboy in yun high school found his heart beating rapidly, for a girl. was it true love? - 【lowercase intended】 - "after a few seconds, i finally realised what i was doing. i am kissing jungkook."

When thirty-three-year-old Apple Fernandez-full-time mother, part-time chaos machine-gets dragged into a mysterious tower full of deadly trials, she is not impressed. Armed with nothing but a spatula, mom instincts, and the rage of someone who pays Philippine electricity bills, Apple accidentally breaks the tower... and frees an ancient golden dragon imprisoned by the gods. Now the dragon, Eve, calls her "Master." Apple calls her "Cute Cat Edition." Blessed with infinite stats, broken skills, and storage space big enough to hide a country's GDP, Apple becomes the one thing the gods never prepared for: An overpowered Filipino mom with zero fear, zero patience, and infinite sass. With monsters to smack, floors to clear, jealous players filming her, and divine beings panicking overhead, Apple must survive the tower, protect her kids back home, and try very-very-hard not to accidentally destroy creation with her kitchen utensil. The gods wanted a hero. They got a mother. And motherhood... is the ultimate cheat code.

Sam is a teenager without magic in a world full of it. She's an anomaly, disliked by the people. The rumors and whispers about her only grew the day she was blamed for her older sister's demise and had to run away. Now, four years later she plans to go against everything she knows to save her sister and prove her worth to the world. But it's never that simple, not when someone has specific plans that require the help of Sam. There is so much for her to uncover, yet so little time.

What if Matthew kept a secret diary since his very first meeting with Dominic till the birth of Muse and all its consequence? And what if said diary wasn't just about music? This work participates to the 'FirstApril' challenge of the group @Non solo Sherlock - FB multifandom events group

Started on @TheReal_Ticci-Toby's account bc mine wasn't working at the time but I transferred all chapters over here and had him delete the book. story is abt me and a group of my friends I hope you enjoy and there is little nick nack side stories that I will also make it's a whole series that I pre wrote on a Google doc. Btw the Ace in the story is not the Ace that is one of my lovers it's just one of my friends.

I remember being the only daughter of a lone mother; I remember her working the day away on several jobs so we could eat and have good clothes and keep our roof over our heads. That's now a bit different. Here I am a second daughter of a married old couple with thick, long braids of hair. It's pretty but excesive in my opinion. Life here is also very different than what I knew before: I've barely seen the sunlight ever since I realized where I was, given that we live underground in a series of interconected galeries. And sooner or later everybody grows a beard - massive, thick, but as well-cared for as they're able. I would bet something on the fact that I was born to dwarves, recalling on my blurry knowledge of several novels I read in my puberty, Salvatore's Trilogy of the Dark Elf my favourite all the way. And judging by that and the low mood around these parts, I would gather that we're poor, almost starving - there's a reason both my parents break their spines working to provide for my older brother and I. It seems like mother is a miner and my father the equivalent of a doctor. Or so I think since I don't really understand their language, which is very different to those I knew from Earth. --- The pic is one I found on Tumblr, by user jasonrainville . Its title it's "The Bather", and can be found on link https://jasonrainville.tumblr.com/post/112876076663 I basically visualize Benin a lot like her, with darker hair, and a whole lot more of it as can be read in the fanfic, plus a beard and probably a hairy chest, but really, she's a vision.

This is a random short story about two friends who got bored and decided to confess their feelings to each other.

Have you ever wondered about what Katakuri thought of his life? His siblings? His duties? Him? .................... "Long live the king" .................... (A/N: This is Katakuri x Luffy oneshot)

When the screen freezes, the silence begins to answer. Glitched Choices: All Routes Lead Here is a deliberate confluence of worlds - a meta-narrative chamber where characters do not merely cross paths but redraw each other's outlines. This is not an anthology of cameos. It is a carefully engineered rupture: videogame logic braided to literary form, choices that no longer simulate consequence but impose it. You will open a device and click, and the act of playing will mutate into an act of becoming. Sprunki's mythic absurdities, the brittle courtyards of Wings of the Uncrowned, the claustrophobic routes of Choices of... - none appear as ornaments. They return as structural forces, as artifacts and echoes that bend memory and demand reinterpretation. Mirrors will blink. Tokens will hum. A choker, a melody, a cracked photograph can unmake the distance between reader and role. This book asks for patience and audacity. It is an inquiry into liminality: what happens when narratives leak, when the comfortable machinery of story misfires and the player finds the game looking back. Some doors open to answers; others keep only the echo of your own voice. If you lack familiarity with the source tales, the mystery deepens - and the cost of comprehension may feel uncomfortably dear. The choice to play is the choice to change. Play, and the boundary blinks out. Choose a route. Become its consequence. Crossovers are maps; this book is the territory. ⚠️ Crossover notice: This work integrates characters, lore and motifs from multiple series (including Sprunki (That mysterious boy, and the other books), Wings of the Uncrowned, Choices of... and related works). If you have not read those titles, expect dense references and layered reveals. Read at your discretion.

What does it like to have everything in nothing? Or not? What does we actually have: everything or nothing? Or not both? What is everything? What is nothing? Why do they even exist? Why do we need at least one of them? Precaution: this story will not answer those questions. This story tells a girl's way about how to live out those doubts. P. S. - I do not write and update periodically. - Cover image taken from Pinterest.

A teenage boy with a quirk. A teenage boy without one. "I need you to know, that deep down, I really, really hate you."

A circus long ago, where preformers lived. They stood outside at the end of the show, to spook the people of the land for their differences. They all look harmless enough, until they're shown upclose. Can they ever get past the life they live? Or will they break out to be someone different?

My Inner demon fights the battle with fire, it doesn't play by the rules, and I can't push it down anymore. The longer I spend here, the harder it is to control. The harder it is to control the more likely I am to lose control of the beast within. I want to be saved, but it is far too late to save me from this demon, the only thing left is to serve HIM unknowingly...my transition into a new world, life, and species has only just begun. A Creepypasta Fanfic.

This is my main oc and im going to do one chapter for now to see if anyone likes it, please comment!

[Hello Sekatsu Gema. You have awakened your bloodline. Welcome to Gamer Life. Press here for more information.] Blue words magically appeared out of thin air. They aligned themselves perfectly, every letter was correctly spaced, every word was sized correctly. Creepy. Press here? On the words? What if this is... what did people call it again... a genjutsu? Yeah, I think so. Well... it wouldn't hurt to try... Nervously, I pressed the words. Unlike what I initially thought, the words were solid, like touching the ground. Unshaking. Strong. And that's where everything began. I would've never thought how much these words would've changed my life. The MC, Sekatsu Gema is the only important OC. All the pictures and drawings are mine. If you want to use them for any reason, message me and say why. This is set before the 9 tailed attack.

The world is at peril. A Great Storm is spreading across the globe, and there is nothing mankind can do to save it. We are now at a last resort: evacuation. Join ten children as they embark on a mystical journey. Gaining magical abilities that will soon be used to fight off this tempest of malice and hatred. They cannot save their home planet, but will they be able to save their new home as well? Come and fly with these ten children as they face the mystical journey to the planet sanctuary... Xonel.

We're Okay. We're Living. If you liked this story please make sure to vote for it or leave a comment if you have anything to say about it! Thank you for giving this a chance. If you'd like to learn more about these characters, feel free to tell me and I might write a full length story about them, and tell you more about them. But until then, this is all I have!