Poccharacters Stories

Rowan has a broken heart, three magic wishes, and problems he can't fix without a friend. Jace has an attitude and the power to grant said wishes. Nothing is going to be the same.

Seventeen-year-old Giovanni Lorenzo has had his life uprooted. Moving away from the only hometown he's known since birth to a new interconnected suburbs isn't the easiest thing for a boy going into his senior year to do. Seventeen year old Danielle Moore struggles with her self image and often being used by the people around her leaving her self invalidated. Starts her last year of highschool trying to make it through til graduation But once they met their lives changed both bringing something new and exciting for them to look for are to everytime they met. They relied in each other to get through this shitty world.

How wonderful it is to be nothing at all. Cover by @WORLDCRY Started: August 2016 Ended: --

The story about two POC AroAce Ladies forced to Marry each other and learn to accept their situation and make the best out of This Marriage and become Best Friends. This story will be told in Sylvie's POV, There will be another story later with Marie's POV A Side Story to a WIP Comic Called My Dream Boyfriend, a Comic based on a Real Dream I had one day. You can find Updates Here: https://www.patreon.com/c/thevoidlings/membership As of Uploading I'm only Drawing the Main Cast, not yet working on The Comic itself.

It's not about what happened to you. It's about who helped you get through it.

After Dakotas father tells her he's getting married, the young girl decides to move in with the family. She moved all this way to be a family... not whatever this is... AN: I will be boing a voting thing for the cover,,, I had plans for it I promise! But I've decided for you guys to judge them. There mostly the same but just slightly different. Keep in mind that the mane character is black Please comment Please vote Please be nice/safe/careful-and have fun!💝 (Famous one-liner: 'Brothers Conflict' is not mine, it belongs to Takeshi Mizuno, thank you)

Two teens finding themselves in Manhattan, New York. Despite their different lives, they find common ground by going to the same school. Will their diverse lifestyles ruin their chance at love? Can Aquila deal with the pains of Rosa's past? Find out in Foreign Feelings

(Previously deleted, but I am rewriting it) Asia Jones has her eyes on Zakeem Washington, who is on the high school basketball team at Booker T Washington High School. She tries her hardest to ask him out, but is shy and doesn't want to appear like an idiot. Only problem is, he plans on going to college in North Carolina, and she's not. Can Asia win his heart, before she loses her opportunity to shoot her shot?

✎...ongoing -------------------------------------- what happens when rahul eastone transfers to a new school that was once a holy church?

FIRST SHE WAS A NORMAL GIRL. THEN SHE BEGAN FEEDING ON DREAMS.| THRILLER/SPOOKY

In a world where you're never without a soulmate until you both die together, will this immortal warrior continue his reign of blood? Or will his quest be stopped short by something he never expected? TW: Blood, killing, suicide.

You can look Reanaria up on your GPS. You won't find anything. Besides, you don't need to know where the United State's entire supernatural population is located, anyway. Safety has always been this town's top priority. Of course, as the generations go by, kids get more curious. There's always those few kids that just don't know when to end their train of curiosity, though. Those few kids may or may not go by the names of Tiana Cervantes, Darian De Luca, and Lyall Hemmings.

This is more of a oneshot but if i ever get emoguh confidence kr like motivation ill contuinue it so basiclaly its on hold 🤗 Clowns who r fitong something in tje rain 😣

#1 IN {POCCHARACTERS} { BOOK ONE OF THE 60's LOVE STORIES SERIES } The year is 1967. James Donovan is a 17-year old boy living a small life in rural Scotland. His life was devoted to his childhood friend, Irvin McFrye. But on October 11, 1965, his companion made a hasty disappearance, leaving nothing but a few letters from his father, who he presumed to be dead. Donovan feels compelled to carry on the search for him, in spite of the odds. Torn between longing for his friend and the deep desires he harbours for Hernandez, a Spanish migrant from Andalusia, Donovan must venture through the strangest crevices of his mind, whilst being forced to make a choice dependent on the ones he loves. ❦ Trigger warnings As always, remember to take precaution when delving into this book. Trigger warnings will be assigned to any chapter which deals with events or themes that could be potentially triggering to some readers. Trigger warnings will be provided at the top of the chapter, in bold. Take care and enjoy! ❦ Disclaimer This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, places and incidents either are products of the author's imagination or are used fictitiously. Any resemblance to actual events or locales or persons, living or dead, is entirely coincidental.

A story featuring two young girls, both soon to discover their true identity as young lesbian citizens of Iova. Will they fall for eachother? Or will their duties get in the way...

"When the world turns it back on you;you turn your back on the world"

This is basically like a smutshot I guess.All the characters are fictional and they may have some reference from other books.So there will be some things that may trigger some people but Yea its a smutshot of characters I have .

Violence was the art of their little world, and there were many artists who mastered it.

Just a short story about an OC I'm playing with. Feedback greatly appreciated I'll try to update on Thursdays or Mondays

The drums rolled and a raven haired girl clad in black jeans and a mostly unbuttoned mahogany shirt clambered onto the stage. She looked appraisingly at the audience, a perfect dark brow raising as she scanned each face with interest. She leaned into a practiced slouch, her hips jutting forward and her feet set apart. She smiled, and addressed the crowd in a voice so loud it seemed to bounce off the walls and smack Remus right in the face on its way to the pit of her stomach. She introduced the band, and herself. 
"Hello ladies and gentlemen", she singsonged to the room. "I am Sirius Black, and we are...The Marauders."