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MAJOR SPOILER WARNING HERE! These are some ideas for stories that I randomly thought about. I don't need credit if you use the ideas I give out, but if you do use one, please let me know so that I can check out your work. Thank you for using an idea if you do and thank you for any at all consideration. :)

- Ravenclaw X Draco - - Starts in year 1 and goes through the entire 7 years- - At least 1 update a day - A Ravenclaw mc, starting out a normal Hogwarts first year comes from a pure blood family who had no ties to Voldemort. Y/n values her own self preservation and family above all others, you could call her morally grey. But when y/n gets very close to Draco Malfoy she finds herself in an uncomfortable situation. Will she find and return Ravenclaw's lost diadem to Harry and risk losing her own life and Draco's? Or will she hand it over the dark lord as a pledge of her loyalty, risking denouncement from her family? Will she even make it that far as those close to her are picked off one by one? -Let the hunt for Ravenclaw's Lost Diadem Commence -

Chloe Gold. The name is everywhere you simply can't walk a day without hearing the most famous starlets name. She basically owns hollywood. So when she's forced to attend a college in southern cali things get complicated. But even more when Jude Thomas arrives.

"Will I see you again?" I ask her as she steps away from the kiss leaving my lips warm and plump, begging for more. "I'm a free bird, stranger. I could never make promises" she said with a smirk and runs off in dark woods leaving me wonder about new possibilities. // A short story inspired by Godless Youth. // ⚠️contains mature language ⚠️Explicit details

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The war had ended and Good has not prevailed over Evil. Voldemort has won, and all of her friends have fallen. How could this have happened? Follow Hermione through her history as she discovers if everything is truly as it appears. Can fate can be changed? Or will all their paths lead to the same terrible end. ------ Dramione AU beginning year 6, slow burn, with twists. Ongoing. Weekly updates. Notes will be added upon story completion in an afterword to avoid 4th wall/spoilers.

I'm not good at descriptions, but here we go This story is about 2 boys named Xaviar Weston, Daniel Foster, and their friendship developing into something more.

#1 IN ZENDAYA #1 IN TOMDAYA #2 IN MICHELLE #4 IN ONESHOTCOLLECTION #5 IN TOMHOLLAND Present tense oneshots a with a lot of drama! [Dm me suggestions or just leave a comment ;)]

THE DISVENTURE CAMP CHARICTERS BELONG TO ODD NATIONS NOT ME

two people who spend every waking second together are finding themselves catching feelings for one another

"Can I kiss you?" He whispered, slightly leaning in and passed his tongue lightly over his bottom lip. His hooded electric eyes traveled to mine, but he didn't make a move. He waited. Waited for consent. Consent. My breath hitched. He had no idea how long I was waiting for this question, yet my body refused to move. My pulse thudded in my ears, heart rate rapidly increased, and my lungs demanded more oxygen. Consent. I pushed more space between us, my hands falling limp beside me. He furrowed his eyebrows, looking away, hurt stretched over his face. I panicked, the sound of inconsistent, yet heavy breathing filled the space between us. I was scared. What was happening to me? Consent. It's exactly what I needed, yet I froze.

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Its a lot of short stories each chapter a different story. is there any deeper meaning thats for you to decide. it could be an alorgory of my mental health or just a fun story about drowning who knows lol. I wont tell you I am too shy to thats part of the fun. new stroys when i feel like wrighting

For so long we have seen the survivors side of the story. We often forget that the dead survivors fear were once living too. Rarely we give them a hint of thought and instead dismiss them. Now we will look into how the dead survive and get a peek into their thoughts and pleas. Not everything is as it seems you will soon discover. So please, settle in read and enjoy. This is my first ever story that I began just to make people happy and to cure my boredom I hope you like it.

If Rachel's was known for one thing, it was their coffee. Be it good, or not.

An insight to my own original characters. Mostly for my own reference to look back on, but you're more than welcome to read it, too. Art of the characters is welcome if you so wish to do so. Tag me in them, too, I'd like to see! :)

This story includes a lot of references to movies books and anime This is my first story so it will be pretty bad but I hope you enjoy it anyway I don't own mha or anything like that The only thing I do own is my shitty writing skills Warning There will be Self harm Depression Gore Swearing

First book of the first series! "Travel to a land not known by our kind, create seven clans that shall exist 'til the end of time..." Thunderclan faces a hard winter, where long and painful deaths to some of their beloved clan members are destined to happen. But just when the four clans that have claimed the lake as their territory think they all have no hope and are going to perish, Starclan sends a message to a young kit, who is destined to lead the clans out of their hardships and to new horizons. Achievements: #340 in Warrior Cats #1 in Mapleclan #1 in Mistclan #2 in Squirrelstar #1 in Ivystar #1 in Caveclan #1 in Ivyclan #63 in Warriors Fanfiction NOTES AND WARNINGS: - The book may not be top quality, I'm still starting out on Wattpad so I'm currently learning the ropes - This is a Warriors Fanfiction. I do not own Warriors. This book is based off of a series by Erin Hunter, and I recommend you check it out. It's really good! - The cover was made using Photoshop, Picrew, and an free online photo! I do not exactly own most of what you see on the cover!

A Collection of Poems written by yours truly you can thank me later, but preferably now :] ______ Energy inside,Never growing Trapped inside, sentenced for life lock up the key and close my eyes helpless to find a better peace of mind leave me to be so i can find a better place to die Restless pain never knowing False belief of life a facade of misplaced hope tied down to a chair, unspoken unaware. ~~~~~~ My pen name is eight, just so you know! - 100 poems, 1000 meanings