Lives Stories

After the war on the reef left him broken, Neteyam walks the paths of Pandora with a wooden leg and a restless soul. Guided only by the fading signs of Eywa, he wanders with his faithful pa'li, Sak'ti, searching for something he cannot name. Until one day, his path crosses with something unexpected. And from that moment on, the course of his journey is forever changed. Together, they will have to face the danger slowly closing in around them.

# Book Description Some secrets are not meant to be remembered. Some love stories are not meant to survive. For centuries, wolves and vampires have lived bound by an ancient curse born from betrayal, blood, and forbidden love. A single night under a blood-red moon changed everything-turning allies into enemies and love into the beginning of destruction. The truth of that night has long been buried, hidden within myths whispered by witches and feared by both clans. But the past never stays silent forever. Anne is an ordinary student-or so she believes. Haunted by vivid nightmares and drawn to a world she cannot explain, she begins to notice cracks in reality. Strange scents. Familiar faces she has never met. Dreams that feel more like memories than imagination. And then there is Chris-her constant presence, her closest friend, and the one person who always seems to stand between her and the unknown. As ancient forces begin to awaken, witches stir in the shadows, vampires break long-held boundaries, and wolves sense something lost returning to the world. Anne is pulled into a hidden war where nothing is what it seems. Because she is not just dreaming the past. She is remembering it. And something inside her is calling the darkness back. In a world of witches, vampires, and wolves, fate does not ask for permission. It takes what it wants. **And it has chosen her.**

They called her the villainess before she ever drew a single cruel breath. Lady Seraphine Valcourt was born with a prophecy nailed to her cradle: She will destroy the kingdom's heart. In the original story-the one the bards sing, the one the nobles quote like scripture-she poisons the heroine, betrays the prince, and dies screaming beneath a collapsed chandelier, unmourned. There's just one problem. Seraphine remembers none of it. Not yet. Because the story hasn't happened. And she refuses to become its punchline. When she discovers that her every "evil" act was pre-written by a council of dying sorcerer-historians who need a scapegoat to stabilize the realm's timeline, Seraphine makes a choice that breaks the script: she steals the one thing the prophecy never accounted for-the love of the man destined to kill her. Ren Ashworth, the royal spymaster. Cold. Untouchable. And in the original tale, the silent executioner who delivers Seraphine to her doom. But in this version? He finds the trembling girl behind the diamond mask. And he begins to ask a dangerous question: What if the villainess is just the woman who refused to lie down? Together, they embark on a war not against heroes or heroines-but against fate itself. Every twist uncovers a new betrayal. Every cliffhanger reveals that the "heroine" may be a willing puppet. And every kiss between Seraphine and Ren rewrites another page of the damned original story. But the sorcerer-historians are watching. And they have a final, brutal rule: If the villainess will not play her part... the world will force her.

Nothing felt unusual about that morning. Not the streets. Not the conversations. Not the people carrying pieces of their futures into the day ahead. If anything, it was forgettable. And perhaps that was the cruelest part. The things that change us forever rarely arrive looking important.

Every night at 3:11 AM, two strangers dream the same life - a life where they died together. In the waking world, they've never met. In the dream world, they've died a hundred different ways. When they finally cross paths in reality, the dreams don't stop. They intensify. And, the universe begins to behave as if it remembers them better than they remember themselves. Someone - or something - is trying to correct a mistake. But the question is: Did they die in another life... or are they about to die in this one?

Jeanine was just a normal fan at a One Direction concert... Until the moment when she accidently hits heads with Harry Styles and blacks out. When she wakes up, she finds herself no longer in her own body, but in the body of Harry Styles himself. Harry wakes up as well, but in Jeanine's body. Jeanine finds herself thrown into the crazy world of One Direction, experiencing what it really is like to be in the band, meanwhile Harry is experiencing what it's like to be a fan. But things spiral out of control as Jeanine and Harry work together to try to set things right again: And they find themselves in a quest not only to get their lives back, but to save the band from being torn apart.

In a whirlwind romance that seemed too good to be true, the narrator falls for Robert, a charming colleague who showers her with affection and promises. However, as the relationship deepens, she begins to suspect that Robert may not be as single as he claims. A shocking revelation turns her world upside down, leading her to confront the painful truth about Robert's secret life and the consequences of her own naivety.

Three men go to Sherlock and John for help, for they are being hunted. Upon meeting these men, John feels a connection, as though they've met before. It's all quite unexpected, and John Watson finds himself doing and saying things altogether, unexpected.

It couldn't have been a coincidence right? The first meeting was in a cafe. The second was during the Harmony Charade. And the third right outside her house. The fates wouldn't have been that cruel right? They knew the effect he had on her and she was almost hoping to not meet him again, but maybe their meeting meant something. Were they meant to be? Could she give him a chance? She's been broken before and she was fearful to engrave another scar on her heart. But love works in funny ways and she found herself falling.

Valka rushed into pretect Hiccup. But what she saw, proved everything she believed. This was not a vicious beast, but a gentle creater, who's soul reflected her own. "Valka!" Stoik the Vast threw his axe at the dragon. The dragon turned to fight back. "no!" Valka stopped him. Stoik rushed to grab Hiccup, but it was too late. The dragon flew off with Valka and Hiccup. "Stoik!" "Valka...Hiccup..." ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Now Astrid Hofferson is the strongest out of the teens. So with Stoik left with no children, he decides Astrid must be Heir. She was powerful, determined, quick, light on her feet, and had a hobby of killing dragons. Just how Stoik liked. Now Astrid finds a Nightfurry, the unholy offspring of lightning and death itself. After shooting down the beast...she see's something it the dragon...something that changes her life forever.

A story about the fate of two people of no connection....fate plays its role as they are bound to meet....the hatred will dissolve itself in the potion of love as they meet again.... Description seems cliche even i can't stand what i just wrote but i hope you enjoy the story😅😃

A collection of random quotes written by me!!!

a connection from me and my grey wolf theriotype

"And I want to spend the rest of mine with you." "You know you're on your last one right?" "I try to be romantic and this is how you treat me?" "Just shut up and kiss me." ~~~~~~~~~~ Redundantly, cats have nine lives. Figuratively, humans do too.

Story about a boy's dreams...and a smile to live.. Note : Sorry about my pretty bad grammars! Original Character.. I hope you like it...

A collection of true stories from my life.

Read to find out ---- Re-write in progress