histórias de Foriddenlove

After reviving a mystical being after his triumphant trip to Machu Pichu. Hugh Nickman and his new companion Nick Hughman travels across the globe to prevent the Demon King Samon Lindaberg from causing whole world to relive their cringiest memories.

Elain Archeron was never meant to be seen. Soft. Quiet. Forgettable. That's what they believed. That's what she let them believe. But something in her changed the moment she was Made-and Azriel was the only one who noticed. Because his shadows did. They don't just follow her. They listen. They *recognize* her. And Azriel knows what that means. He's lived with shadows his entire life-knows what they are, what they come from, what they take from you. So he keeps his distance. Keeps his silence. Because if Elain begins to unravel the way he once did- He won't be able to stop it. But Elain doesn't need to be told something is wrong. She feels it. In the spaces between seconds. In the moments she can't remember. In the reflection that doesn't always move when she does. And when her mind begins to fracture-when the shadows stop listening to Azriel and start answering to her- The truth becomes impossible to ignore: The power inside her isn't new. It's been there all along. Watching. Waiting. And it was never meant to belong to just one of them. In a world where shadows are not what they seem, and sight is more dangerous than blindness... Some truths don't come to light. They wait in the dark.

Bsd royal AU

{}As Katelyn ran through the boiler room, yelling for her sister she heard a familiar chuckle from behind her, as she spun around she came face to face to Freddy. She couldn't help but smile bright as she embraced the killer. "Freddy!" She spoke as she said his name, having him smirk before holding her close. Suddenly, He pinned the girl to the wall as he held her hand with his normal hand and began stroking her cheek with his gloved hand. He kept his smug smirk on his face as he placed his rough lips on the girl's gentle ones as she returned the kiss only to be shoved away from the killer by her sister.{}

Lena Marquez doesn't stand out. She never wanted to. In a city like Chicago, being invisible is safer than being seen. Until the night she sees something she shouldn't. And Adrian Volkov sees her seeing it. Adrian doesn't ask questions like normal people do. He decides things. Quietly. Cleanly. Permanently, if necessary. When he tells Lena she's unsafe, it doesn't feel like an opinion. It feels like a fact. When he offers protection, it doesn't feel like a choice. It feels like the only option left standing. And when he looks at her like she's the only thing in a room worth noticing- Lena starts to understand something she shouldn't. Being seen by him feels better than being invisible ever did. But Adrian doesn't love softly. He loves like certainty. Like control. Like something he refuses to lose once he's decided it matters. And the more Lena tries to hold onto herself... the more she realizes she's already starting to belong somewhere she never agreed to enter. Not all love feels safe. Some of it just feels impossible to walk away from.

For centuries, Ronan has walked the earth, burdened by an unbreakable curse-immortal, unloved, and alone. Falsely accused of destroying a sacred celestial temple, he was condemned by the divine to suffer eternally, his heart forever untouched by love. He hides his pain behind charm and arrogance, masking the deep wounds of betrayal. Aurora was raised in the light, a celestial being sworn to uphold balance and eradicate darkness. She has spent her life believing in the prophecy-a prophecy that declares she must kill the cursed sorcerer to prevent a future disaster. But when she crosses paths with Ronan, everything she believes starts to unravel. The first mistake was letting him save her. The second was looking into his eyes and seeing his pain. As their realms collide and fate pulls them together, Aurora discovers the truth-Ronan was never the monster they claimed him to be. And worse, the prophecy she was raised to fulfill isn't about his destruction... it's about her choosing him. But if she chooses him, she will lose everything-her duty, her home, even her celestial light. And if she doesn't... he will be doomed to an eternity of suffering. Love was never meant to be part of the prophecy. But now, it might be the only thing that can break it.

This is a novel I've been considering publishing. It's about love and personal growth. The main character, Seraphina, lives with schizophrenia and meets someone later in life - but then some unexpected twists occur. If you like it, I'll post more

This is obviously about forbidden young love. The guy wanted to leave his girlfriend but the new girl didn't let him. The guy ended up cheating with his girlfriend. The new girl really fell in love with this guy but she doesn't want to ruin their relationship. This new girl wanted a right relationship with the right person, with no complications. Even it breaks her, at least she had a peace of mind. She still made the right decision.

Their destinies are to fight to the death. But what will the White Knight do when he falls in love with the Black Queen? The ruthless Black Royals and the White Royals enter into battle, commanded by their Gods. There is no stopping the battle. Who will live? Who will fall? That is up to the Gods and the wills of the heartless, wooden pieces. Bonus: I will be putting pictures with little snippets of the game as the story moves along. *ON HOLD