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Whispering was heard. Barely audible but still echoing in the newly made Apprentices ears. 'I didn't die for myself I died for her.' Solemnpaw didn't know who was whispering that, but judging by what happened with Nightember earlier, she for some reason had a good guess as to who it was. Nightember talked to her earlier about how Oakglide died trying to save Rosyblossom. But why would she risk her own life trying to die for someone they were at war with? A final word echoed in her mind. 'Eclipse' ~~~ [Warrior Cats Fanfiction posted on Wattpad by Mistlesong on 6/20/23]

Looking closer, Josh could see the white and light blue swirling around it behind the trees. As he continued staring at it, the strange mist seemed to make the vague shape of a wolf. It looked ethereal. It looked magical. Josh tilted his head. The wolf tilted its. The boy smiled. He took a few steps towards the ghost creature. It continued watching him.

It would be an American century & it didn't take a fortune teller to see it. Canadians had been warming to the idea of a new empire to bow to. Dragged into WW1 without a vote, devastated by indifferent British generals, Canada was ready to change best friends. Father could no longer come calling. England had always said America was a Siren's call, but what if he's wrong? Fem!Canada x America

Fate led a wandering doctor from Natlan into the land of contracts. Fate led a wounded bird into a doctor's caring arms. Together, they learn to heal each other. Together, they fly with each other.

[System Starting] [Loading: Auditory Sensors] [Loading Confirmed: Auditory Sensors] [Loading: Optical Sensors] [Loading Confirmed: Optical Sensors] [Loading Visuals] [Visuals Loaded] A little robot's journey into the world of sentience.

"A revolution is just stealing a kingdom." This is a story of a princess, a tower, a prince, a lord, a thief, a pirate and a magician. However, with the princess being a former pirate and a recent thief, and the prince a man with a heart of ice that will do anything to achieve his goals, it is anything but a fairy-tale. *** After escaping her father's tyranny at sixteen, the now twenty-two year old Emeline Willowcrown has turned into a confident young woman with a few powerful tricks up her sleeve. Living in hiding in the kingdom of Corenthis, she eases her guilt by helping its people instead of her own. Following an encounter with a mysterious young lord however, she is forced to return to the palace where she grew up, the one place that she vowed never to return to. There, she once again takes up her role as the Crown princess of the nation of Parthea, now with the added burden of a cunning prince from a rival nation watching her every move. Nearly suffocated by the memories her former home brings with it, she has to work overcome the guilt surrounding her mother's death and the anger she feels every time she faces her father, as this time around the stakes are higher than ever before. After all, she has a revolution to plan.

Coda to ‘The Great Game’ Jim showed himself to John when he was kidnapped in ‘The Great Game’. At first John didn't realize he was the bomber.

~~"What do you think you're doing?" George breathed out, barely audible to any ears but their own. Smirking behind his mask and maintaining their close proximity, Dream moved them some more to the music. "You gave yourself away...George."~~ What is a Prince, but a title? What is a flower, but a plant? What is Dream's life, but stagnant. Dream expects this year's Starlight festival to be the same as every year, a testament to his very uneventful life as a member of royal society. However, a chance encounter with a unknown stranger in his garden gives him hope for more in his life. Little do they know that the other is the ailment to their respective loneliness, and that destiny has more planned for them than they realise. (or a fic where dream is a prince who is unsatisfied with his life because he only does what he's supposed to do, and george is an ambassador from another country who gets to know the prince anonymously through their talks in the garden. just two rich boys who want something to give their life meaning, and this start of their story is gonna be the gateway to what they want most. They have yet to be part of a greater adventure) -Howdy folks, it's yourfauxentropy here and I have another story for you. this is the first in the 'Of Vermillion Heralds' series im writing rn Author Notes/Disclaimer: this is a fic based on their mc characters and thus all descriptions are of their characters but if any of the content creators in this know about it and want me to take this down then i will do that asap just leave a comment letting me know. This is being reposted here from ao3 so you can find the og fics there if u want: I also do basically no editing so if there're any errors i apologise: if any details of this fic like setting are confusing then i can edit the notes and explain them if necessary Dedicated to my beloved friend who I have constant sexual tension with who also helped me get back into writing shit

The Malfoys, like all old pureblood lines, never bet their legacy on a single heir. For years, Draco believed he was the only son-until two older brothers arrive at Hogwarts, cloaked in mystery, charm, and secrets. As bloodlines tangle and loyalties are tested, Slytherin gains new power players, and Hogwarts will never be the same, while Harry grows closer to exploring who Draco Malfoy truly is.