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April, 1988. Loretta Wes flies to Las Vegas expecting to write about a hotel. She leaves with a story no magazine could ever publish.

"As you are now, so once was I. As I am now, so shall you be." Poetic prose from the Ancient Fuelweaver/King from the video game Don't Starve.

Monday- No longer working for Hell. Works for herself and has been told that she would make a better queen and is going to make sure that happens. Sequel to Monday and the Bad Case of Demonic Possessions. Book #2

What if Maverick had a daughter that he didn't know about for several years? And what if he did the same thing to her that he did to Bradley? ✈︎ ✈︎ ✈︎ (cross-posted on AO3 under TheEmilyCaniff) ✈︎ ✈︎ ✈︎ Copyright Ⓒ 2024 by TheEmilyCaniff All rights reserved. No part of this book may be used or reproduced in any manner whatsoever without written permission. Without limiting the author's exclusive rights, any unauthorized use of this publication train generative artificial intelligence (AI) technologies is expressly prohibited. This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, places, and incidents are either the product of the author's imagination or are used fictitiously. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, businesses, companies, events, or locales is entirely coincidental. Disclaimer: I do not own Topgun and Topgun: Maverick or any of the characters in the universe, all credit goes to Jim Cash, Jack Epps Jr., Ehren Kruger, Eric Warren Singer, Christopher McQuarrie, and the other creatives. I only claim Dakota and Hailee as well as their plot lines. Written by Emily Ⓒ TheEmilyCaniff

An ethereal being in a white three-piece suit makes an offer, an offer too good to refuse. Jack leaves his world for one of his childhood fantasies but is the world of Pokémon too much for him? This world is an amalgamation of the Anime and Game versions of Sinnoh with a bit of real-life sprinkled in. Part One of a long-form Jumpchain Story. Crossposted from AO3 and Fanfiction.net.

There are so many things that I never knew. Secrets kept from me, lies told to my face. But there was so much I experienced. Things most people never even dreamed of. This is my story. The story of King Ahkmenrah, the pharaoh that transcends time.

This is just a short drabble/character study for my OC Marianne (which is what my account is named after) and my friend's OC Simon. It's labeled as a Heathers inspired because their roles in this AU are slightly similar to that of Veronica and JD in Heathers: The Musical (that's not really relevant to this fic specifically but I tagged it because Mari and Simon are very different in canon). Mari's personality IS based on my own, but I wouldn't say this is a vent fic since her experiences are completely different from mine.

I believed that once I could say from a pure heart I love you

A fanfic for Zaynes mythology chapters in love and deep space. :)

I knew I shouldn't have stayed but Chan had a way of convincing me to do things I never should have allowed myself to even dream of.

"What if the person you love most is the only one who can't see it?" For as long as she can remember, *Ethan* has been her entire world. They share everything: late-night study sessions, inside jokes, and an effortless closeness that makes everyone else assume they're already together. To Ethan, she's his absolute favorite person-his most trusted friend, his safe haven, and completely off-limits romantically. To her, every careless touch, every protective glare, and every casual smile is a quiet torture. When another boy enters the picture, Ethan's protective instincts kick into overdrive, blurring the lines between best friend and something far deeper. Forced to navigate mixed signals, jealous silences, and unspoken feelings, she has to decide: is it worth risking their entire friendship to tell him the truth, or is she destined to stay hidden *before he ever notices*? A sweet, heartbreaking, and relatable YA contemporary romance about the painful beauty of unrequited love, secret crushes, and the fine line between friendship and forever

Chloe is responsible. Patrick couldn't care less, and says it wrong. Assigned as tutor and tutee, they're stuck navigating awkward silences, bruised pride, grammar corrections, and a café date that definitely isn't a date. Probably.

Note: Updates will be temporarily discontinued on this website to streamline my editing process. All my fanfics will be updated on Ao3. Just search CommanderandHowe in Ao3. Hello! My name is Suffolk, and I'm a Royal Maid in the Royal Navy. Being a maid takes a lot of hard work. From serving Her Majesty's morning tea to sweeping the vestibule of our dorm, we do it no matter how small... This is my diary, and I'm excited to write things about my day! (Or what's good about them anyway...)

Sometimes it is so hard to accept your feelings. Haechan knows that better than anyone else. All that is left for him is just a mere illusion of happiness and images inside his poor head. But those can't last forever, and the "bomb" will explode when no one was aware...

I'm Rsuu Aoi, a Hashira, sixteen years old, with a breathing style that fuses the fiery warmth of the Sun with the tender, reckless force of Love. I live in America-far from the others. The ten Hashira of Japan barely acknowledge my existence. That means I fight demons alone.

"I'm just concerned about Charlie. He's a good friend of mine and I don't want to see him getting hurt. You know he's been through a lot in the past, and he needs someone who will be there to support him and make him happy." "I do make him happy." Ben gave me an expectant look. "Isn't that right, Charlie?" "Um...yeah." I replied hesitantly. Ben smiled at Nick smugly. "There, you see? He's happy. With me."