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Lara is a foster kid. In her mind, it's easier then living on the streets, even if the families she is put with aren't any good. But Lara isn't one to take anything she shouldn't have to deal with, which tends to lead her to more violent decisions. After her most recent fight, she is placed in a family who hopes to tame her. But what they are forced to deal with isn't just a troubled teen. Watch as Lara fights her way to the perfect life, and stumbles along the way.

A lynx, a monkey, an eagle, a wolf... They are the Protectors. They must save the world from the darkness of the evil Dracul.

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Thank you @atolla for making this cover!

Hi, I'm Callie Ray, just a normal 15 year old girl from Pickering Ontario, Canada. You'd think being the so called "new girl" at school is hard, and, well, you'd be right. Well, atleast for me it is. Especially since I'm not one of the most confident people if you know what I mean. So I don't exactly know how I'll get through this school year...,but I guess you'll just have to read it to find out.

there isn't such thing as accidents, some people say. however, when the door opened and chan was led by hansol's hand into the bedroom and seconds after pushed back in the bed he began to wonder if hansol was going to look at him the next day and tell him that he was sorry, that it was a mistake, that it all had been an accident.

Title WIP Both Xiao and Aether have issues that they don't seem to know how to deal with. They are both nowhere near ready for a relationship, then why do they seem to want it so badly? - Italics are the travelers home language, things in single quotes ie. 'xyz' are thoughts. -I have not done Xiao's story quest, yet. I'm planning on doing so in the month of December. - I do not tolerate genuine Paimon slander btw, jokes are fine. But don't insult the small floating god. Warnings still to come (read with caution, just in case)

Just a small free verse poem that I wrote in a time of need. Its really bad but some people will understand what I mean.

The cliche that I just wanted to write:) I'll find some way to make it original. Takes place post Giant War, and in Harry's 5th year. Nico goes to hogwarts, meets golden trio, kicks Umbridge butt, you know. Other demigods might come and go. Nothing belongs to me, all rights go to Rick Troll Riordan and JK Rowling. Goes for whole book. Comment, vote, etc, etc. Thanks for reading! -Woofie

I dont use wattpad; when i began writing ive only used the site for one day. I dont write often, am not too deep into forsaken lore, and do not watch logan paul. May have some spelling mistakes and this is all a joke- writing this late at night on my school computer lol

objects as humans and humans as humans

This is the beginning of the end. My clock is running out and I don't even know it. - Irene Knight A short story. Uploads on Friday !!!I DO NOT OWN THE RIGHTS OF ANY AUDIO, IMAGERY OR MUSIC USED!!!

I apologize if this is ass i only write when it's like 12 am or later Also art is not mine unless i say it is

tsukasa angst because i have writing cravings that need to be fed or else ill rot away and die

Charlotte Drewmont is your average teenage girl. She goes to high school, lives with her mom and has a best friend. Just like everyone really. But when a mysterious car approaches her one day, her life changes completely. She learns more about her past as well as her future.

Random crap like all my books

They'd been taught that they were the chosen, that they were special. Told that somehow, being different made them greater than those around them. The steppes belonged to them and them alone. All others were heretics, and must be driven out. When the heretics had all but been annihilated, Shiver and his clan rejoiced, for the ageless prophecy had been fulfilled! Imagine their surprise when they too, found themselves at the mercy of a ruthless aggressor and were forced to watch their promised clan wither by their hand. They rode aboard colossal iron chariots, striking down upon those unlucky enough to be below with javelins of lightning. "Devils! Wights!" cried the clan, for no mere men could be capable of such destruction. Could you imagine their surprise the chariots finally came to a halt, and out strode not demons, but what looked to be a kinsmen?

Older Siblings living together and looking after the youngest who is now on the last year of high school after there parents went missing Ps. Can't write I don't own images what I use

There was no real way to say certain things, that are meant to be kept to oneself. No easy way, at least. But Jonathan Straley was not the kind of teenager to keep his mouth shut, especially when it came to opinionated comments about a person. So when Olivia Felder asked why he didn't seem to like her that much. He felt obligated to say what was, truly, on his mind. "You're trash."