Injusticia cerita

After Jaune's transcripts were revealed by Cardin almost everyone turned their backs on him. The only ones who stayed with him were Ruby, Blake, Nora, Ren, Pyrrha, CFVY, and the school staff, even Goodwitch is on his side. A few days after his father disowns him, Jaune tells his friends he's going to train in the Emerald Forest to hopefully get stronger and unlock his semblances. He exterminates over half the forest and even killed a Wyvern. Until a Grimm sneaks and finishes him. But something happens for him to be in the Injustice universe. What happened? Well read and find out. DC is owned by Warner Brothers. RWBY is owned by Monty Oum and Rooster Teeth 🐔🦷

Ainsley Johansson spent her life fighting for the marginalized and losing sleep over Christopher Hall's rising body count. When the infamous criminal finally takes her life, he believes the case is closed. He is wrong. Ainsley returns as a ghost to get revenge on Christopher. Still walking place to place across the United States, she meets her heartbroken best friend, Johnny Miller. She realizes that Christopher's crime-partner, Lionel Clark, needs her help. Ainsley faces a dilemma: is she truly seeking justice, or has she simply become the latest link in a never-ending chain of misery? The third novel of the "Family" series is a dark tale recommended for readers ages 14+, despite being 12 when I first wrote this.

The Unsaid Truth is a collection of poems that invite readers to uncover what lies beneath the surface. Each verse holds a story-of love, silence, injustice, hope, and the emotions we struggle to name. The metaphors conceal as much as they reveal, preserving the mystery of the original thought. These poems were born from feelings not meant solely to be understood, but to be experienced. I began writing at the age of twelve. What started as scattered thoughts became fragments of my soul, offered to those willing to read between the lines... Every week a new poetry to ponder about and reflect.....

A young teenage girl, haunted by the memories of her father's execution, attempts to escape a cruel regime by night. A solitary woman, abandoned by her husband, inadvertently plays into the cruel hands of 'the state'. In another totalitarian regime a traffic light fixer is dealt with brutally for admiring a sunset. All these characters capture the essence of what it's like to be disempowered and cruelly dehumanised at the hands of a heinous, corrupt power. This sharp collection of pertinent short stories throws an at times uncomfortable light on cruelty, injustice and persecution that is all too relevant today. But ultimately these stories celebrate the strength and determination to survive at all costs, that exists within all of us.

Sur Harep, l'humanité semble avoir trouvé son équilibre. Au sommet de gigantesques cités métalliques, une société prospère sous l'autorité du Conseil. L'Histoire officielle raconte que les humains vivent sur Harep depuis des siècles et que les origines de leur civilisation se sont simplement perdues dans les brumes du passé. Tom, quinze ans, n'a pourtant jamais réussi à accepter cette version. Passionné par l'Histoire, il s'intéresse à une période presque oubliée : le Pré-Harep. Mais plus il cherche, plus les incohérences s'accumulent. Des archives censurées, des documents qui n'auraient jamais dû exister, un mot mystérieux qui revient sans cesse et des adultes qui semblent tous vouloir éviter les mêmes questions. Dans les bas-étages de Magal, un vieil historien lui fait alors comprendre que certaines vérités sont dangereuses à découvrir. Pendant ce temps, loin des hauteurs d'Harep, Emma vit dans un monde ravagé où la survie est devenue une lutte quotidienne. Le système du « draft » promet aux habitants une nouvelle vie, mais Emma ne cherche pas à croire aux promesses. Elle cherche son frère, disparu depuis longtemps, et refuse d'abandonner l'idée qu'il puisse encore être vivant. Et quelque part dans l'espace, une bataille vient de tourner au désastre. Jamal, soldat des Enfants de Gaïa, est contraint de fuir alors que les siens sont anéantis. Blessé et poursuivi, il effectue un saut désespéré vers une région inconnue avant de s'écraser sur un monde qu'il ne connaît pas. Trois destins séparés. Trois personnages qui ignorent encore ce qui les relie. Et derrière les archives, les frontières et les mensonges soigneusement entretenus depuis des générations, une vérité semble attendre. Une vérité que certains sont prêts à tout faire pour empêcher de sortir de l'ombre.

Zavier and Daniel were inseparable as children. But after their parents' divorce, the brothers were forced to live separate lives, each with a different parent. Phone calls became occasional, texts became silence, and before long, they were little more than memories in each other's lives. Then Daniel dies. Standing at his younger brother's funeral, Zavier is consumed by guilt, convinced that if he had stayed in touch, things might have been different. But grief quickly turns into fear when strange noises begin echoing through his house every night. At first he dismisses them as the sounds of an old home-until he realizes they're repeating in a pattern. Someone is trying to send him a message. As Zavier deciphers the code, he makes a horrifying discovery: Daniel's death wasn't an accident. Even worse, the police seem unwilling to pursue the truth, leaving the case buried beneath indifference and racial injustice. With no one else willing to fight for his little brother, Zavier takes matters into his own hands, finding justice with the help of his brother from beyond the grave. The deeper he digs, the closer he comes to a killer or killers who thought the truth would stay buried forever.

Y/N L/N was having a terrible day. Again. Otto overtook his mind and became the Superior Spider-Man, once he was back in his body, Y/N was blacklisted from almost every team and was basically abandoned by nearly everyone. Little did he know that someone had plans for the wallcrawler. How will Spider-Man handle this sudden new challenge and attention from those in the Marvel multiverse and beyond? And more importantly, will he survive the new threats?

This story is about a girl. Who needs to be free!!! She believes in Magic and Love! She's an artist, sensitive and different. But she is not supported by one person. A person she has to see every week. As you can see, this is a problem she has to face. Code switching and changing herself around this person, just so she doesn't get hurt, but hiding herself only hurts her at the end of the day. ~~~~~~~ One day she will finally be Free! ~~~~~~~ A girl named Mina, writes in random pieces of papers about her life and how she feels. Writing small moments of days when she was hurt and how she and her brother overcome this pain. She has a controlling father that is emotionally abusive and hopes as she writes that one day he will see how she feels. So she can be set free. And if that doesn't happen... ~~~~~~ Read, journey and experience the teenage life of a young woman, not only facing problems at home but in the world surrounding this family. WARNING: This book contains mental and emotional abuse, teenage hormones, violence, An amazing powerful female lead, And an inspiring story that might change the world ;) (But this doesn't mean it isn't a good read ) _______________ Edited by: Natalja --------- Cover made by me _____ I reserve the right to this story and these characters and plot. I reserve the right to the story line and the way I describe it. Any form of copying this story is illegal.

A week after the Jaune disappearance, Beacon was a shell of it's former self. Ruby, and Blake left their team and joined NPR, and the staff were more strict and harsh to everyone who treated Jaune like a parasite. And the Arc family was in shambles sad over the loss of their son and brother. Until suddenly they, along with the White Fang, Salem and her inner circle, and Ironwood, Winter and other Atlas, and Raven and Vernal are teleported to a giant theatre to see what happened to Jaune and what adventures he's in. What will think when they see him in action? What will they think when they see his semblance? Only one way to find out! RWBY is owned by Rooster Teeth and Monty Oum. Injustice is owned by Warner Bro's and Netherrealm Studios.

Los jinetes han sido divididos, después de la derrota del consejo carbonizado, ahora mientras la Muerte duerme eternamente, la Tierra ahora gobernada por Superman ha sentido que el equilibrio ha cambiado una vez más. Estado: En Pausa Enlace: https://m.fanfiction.net/s/11388208/1/Riders-of-the-balance

Dans un univers marqué par la guerre, Neyphira n'a pas le luxe de fuir son destin. Contrainte de reconquérir l'Oasis Ardente, elle doit s'imposer face à un peuple qui ne la reconnaît pas. Pourtant, une menace plane encore. Cette fois, le véritable danger n'est pas celui qu'elle croit. L'ennemi n'a ni visage... ni armée. Et Neyphira comprend qu'elle ne lutte plus seulement pour sa place... mais pour sauver ce qu'il reste du monde. Comme si tout cela n'était que l'écho d'un conflit bien plus ancien que sa propre histoire.

This is a story which you have to visualise each word . This is the story of a re...................father................. Pirate.................cruel................. War between a p....... and s.......

homesick [ COMPLETED ] ˈhəʊmsɪk (adj.) ❝ longing to return home ❞ a daughter who never felt heard or understood. 𝘩𝘪𝘨𝘩𝘦𝘴𝘵 𝘳𝘢𝘯𝘬𝘪𝘯𝘨 : # 01 in existence # 01 in melancholy

All i wanted was my normal life.. now I'm stuck with an infection a mad scientist created. Just a single touch is all it takes and they're gone.. I'm a walking killing machine.. I never wanted this but now I'm......... "THE INFECTED!"

Sequel of - "My sticky notes are all about you" Aaheli couldn't call out Arran's name properly before. She never ever might have called him with his name. But her high school diary, half of it's page was filled with the name "Shahriar Arran, Shahriar Arran, Shahriar Arran..." Taki is in the middle right now, to forget or to forgive? Why can't do both? Does weeping help? She thinks - Most of her life has been wasted now. They say- to be known as a good person, you have to put up with unfair things_ What's the definition of being a good human? You just have to swallow everything up. Maybe a robot can do that. Years after years and after years and years and years and just years; for a pretty long amount of period. And they said family is chosen by Allah for testing us. And again they ask why they chose to take their own life. Maybe everyone has a perspective and can't blame elders, can't blame any classmates, can't blame relatives but only thyself; for losing patience, for being hurt - out of control.

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A House Without Locks The Story of Siranush - An Armenian Woman "I have forgiven you. But my heart forgot how to love you." She was nineteen when she married Vardan and entered his family home in Armenia, thinking she was beginning a new life. Instead, she entered a house without locks. No doors closed. No cupboards locked. No privacy. No safety. Her sisters-in-law stole her children's food, tore her clothes, and destroyed her reputation. Her husband heard her cry every night-and chose to believe his sisters. For forty years, Siranush endured in silence. But before she died, she wrote one final letter-a will that would change her children's lives forever. A letter that taught the world: Moderation is the secret of life. This is the story of every woman who lived in a house without locks. This is the story of Siranush. A Novel by Sidra Kayto

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Micah has spent his life believing that kindness can protect him from being misunderstood. Known throughout his neighborhood as "the Mayor," he makes himself useful so people will see him as more than the assumptions placed on young Black men. But when a police chase erupts nearby, Micah freezes between helping an officer and recognizing the fear in another young man's face. Moments later, a police dog attacks him instead. *Stand Still* is a dramatic monologue about obedience, visibility, and what happens when being known is still not enough to be seen.