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A Wonder Woman fanfiction one-shot

America Never quite understood emotions. They were always an echo, a shadow of a feeling long gone. When his people were killed, he didn't cry. When the bombs were dropped on Japan, he didn't feel guilt. The emptiness in his chest grew, and his mask gained another piece. It would be unnecessary to worry people. (They can be so bothersome)

Tylor shrieked as he started rolling and tumbling backwards. Whatever had tackled him rolling with him. Tylor could barely process the sound of the kid and what was probably the voice of his parent calling out at the thing attacking him. His back collided with the kid's closet door, smashing it to pieces as he was sent rolling through it. The back of Tylor's head slammed against a desk, finally ending the tumbling and rolling but making his vision blur. Tylor let out a small groan as he registered the pain. Tylor started to panic as he felt pressure on his neck, the weight cutting off his airways. He struggled to breath, wrestling with his brain to refocus on his surroundings. As his vision started to clear, he let out a grunt and a wheeze as he tried to catch his breath. He blinked a few times and saw that his attacker was... Another monster.

HYDRA was a solo mission for Barnes, everyone knew that, but when he gets taken by something bigger than HYDRA, they find a girl, a girl who was kept a secret from everyone besides him.

These are some short stories that I had to write for homework in some of my classes. This is going to contain many types of stories that I have written and that were gathering dust in my docs. Honestly, if anyone wants to have a go with any one of these just pm me, and I'll tell you the direction I was going with some of them.

I opened my eyes so quick that it hurt. Darkness filled the room and nothing was recognizable despite my nightvision. It must be some kind of spell. Where was I? Trapped. Trapped somewhere I didn't know the location off, gone, gone, gone. I pulled the surprisingly soft quilt of me and got out of bed, my eyes searched for the door "Swailil" A male voice groaned from the bed. I stiffened. I had laid beside somebody. "Are you okay?" And then it all came back A little oneahot about my first OC, i guess Swailil a catfolk has a nightmare about her ex. Get comforted my her nice husband, yay:)

The wife of the supposed late James Moriarty comes looking for her husband. Finding herself running out of options she decides to go straight to the source and ask Sherlock Holmes to give her back the one thing she's wanted for the past two years.

what happened after the war.... warning: RipVanxAlucard SerasxPip mentions of Jan x Luke

She was recruited because he made a promise to her parents, but now his best soldier's past comes into play and she's suddenly slipped down on his list of importance.

Four friends, when given the information on what their school does, sought to end it all. Will they succeed in this mission of theirs or will they fail?

You were running through hallways, dim,damp and the worst you can imagine. It was covered head to toe in moss, vines and disgusting algae. It was so slimy, nobody could even describe the disgust. You don't even know how you got here, except for a dropped gift and dumb decisions. But all you can do now is run

This was an Ellick (Nick Torres and Ellie Bishop) fanfiction I wrote back before I decided that I didn't like Ellie. Needless to say, finishing it was tough and most of it was a result of me being high on caffeine and sugar. Anyway, enjoy because I am never writing another one of these. Also, I didn't do any grammar checks so please forgive any errors. Typically I'm strict about that but I was too tired to bother this round.

The bad batch crash on earth and two women decide to help them. Hopefully, before the world ends.

minho had escaped a bad pack. has his first rut experience after years of suppressants and jumps on the first omega he sees after running through the forest. Chan a dying omega gets pounced on by a feral alpha in rut. well this was unexpected MINCHAN

What if Harry Potter appeared in New Orleans in 1908? What if he learnt Voodoo? What if he became a radio host? What if he died and went to Hell? Inspired heavily by 'The Life and Times of the radio demon or: how Harry learned you're never fully dressed without a smile' written by @Xandra_Harris on Ao3. If you like this fic, check her out.