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  • Guardians of the World by alawbabz321
    alawbabz321
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    The world is alive... and it is breaking. Seven Guardians were chosen to protect it-each bound to an element: Earth, Sky, Oceans, Fire, Ice, Light... and Shadows. Different powers. One oath. For centuries, they have kept balance. Held the storms back. Silenced the darkness. Until now. When the world begins to crack and the elements fall out of control, the Guardians are forced back together-some allies, some strangers... and some hiding dangerous secrets. Because this time, the threat isn't just coming from the outside. It's already among them. And if the Guardians fall... so does the living world.
  • CREATED by Naylanazmi
    Naylanazmi
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    Dizaman modern ini, siapa sih yang tidak bermain game? Kecanduan dari game seolah olah kita hidup diduniannya. The People, semua orang sedang memainkannya. Hidup sendiri,bekerja,membangun keluarga apapun yang kalian inginkan bisa kalian lakukan didalam game ini. Tetapi ada yang aneh, salah satu karakter game ini bangkit ke dunia nyata, mencari kebenaran tentang dunianya, mengapa dia selalu melakukan apa yang dia tidak ingin lakukan? Mengapa ia merasa dibuat oleh seseorang? Mengapa semua terasa tidak dapat dikendalikan olehnya?
  • 𝐀𝐒𝐫𝐬𝐒 𝐫𝐞𝐲𝐞𝐬: 𝐭𝐑𝐞 𝐟𝐚𝐒𝐫𝐲 𝐠𝐨π₯𝐝 by sweetheart-rei
    sweetheart-rei
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    πš”πš’πš›πšœπš’ πš›πšŽπš’πšŽπšœ πš’πšœ 𝚊 πšπš πšŽπš•πšŸπšŽ πš’πšŽπšŠπš› πš˜πš•πš πš πš’πšπš‘ πšπš‘πšŽ πš’πšš 𝚘𝚏 𝟸𝟽𝟹, πš‘πš’πšπš‘πšŽπš› πšπš‘πšŠπš— πšŠπš›πšπšŽπš–πš’πšœ πšπš˜πš πš•'𝚜 πš’πšš. πš”πš’πš›πšœπš’ πš’πšœ πšπš‘πšŽ πš‹πšŽπšœπš πšπš›πš’πšŽπš—πš 𝚘𝚏 πšŠπš›πšπšŽπš–πš’πšœ πšπš˜πš πš•, πšπš‘πšŽπš’ πšπš›πšŽπš  πšžπš™ πšπš˜πšπšŽπšπš‘πšŽπš›. πšœπš‘πšŽ 𝚠𝚊𝚜 πšπš‘πšŽπš›πšŽ πš πš‘πšŽπš— πš‘πšŽ 𝚠𝚊𝚜 πšœπšŒπš˜πš•πšπšŽπš πšπš˜πš› πš‘πšŠπšŒπš”πš’πš—πš πš’πš—πšπš˜ πšπš‘πšŽ πšœπšŒπš‘πš˜πš˜πš•πšœ πšŒπš˜πš–πš™πšžπšπšŽπš› πšœπš’πšœπšπšŽπš– πšŠπš—πš πšπš‘πšŽπš›πšŽ πšπš˜πš› πš πš‘πšŽπš— πšŠπš›πšπšŽπš–πš’πšœ πšπš˜πš πš• 𝙸𝙸 𝚠𝚊𝚜 πšŠπš—πš—πš˜πšžπš—πšŒπšŽπš πš–πš’πšœπšœπš’πš—πš, πš™πš›πšŽπšœπšžπš–πšŽπš 𝚍𝚎𝚊𝚍. πšœπš’πš—πšŒπšŽ πš‘πšŽπš› πš™πšŠπš›πšŽπš—πšπšœ πš πšŽπš›πšŽ πš—πšŽπšŸπšŽπš› πš‘πš˜πš–πšŽ, πš‘πšŽπš› πšŠπš—πš πš›πš‘πš’πšœ 𝚜𝚝𝚊𝚒 𝚊𝚝 πšπš‘πšŽ πšπš˜πš πš• πš–πšŠπš—πš˜πš›. πšπš‘πšŽ πšπš˜πš πš• πšπš˜πš›πšπšžπš—πšŽ πš’πšœ πšπšŽπšŒπš•πš’πš—πš’πš—πš. πšŠπš›πšπšŽπš–πš’πšœ 𝚜𝚎𝚎𝚜 πš’πš 𝚊𝚜 πš‘πš’πšœ 𝚍𝚞𝚝𝚒 𝚝𝚘 πš”πšŽπšŽπš™ πšπš‘πšŽ πšπš˜πš πš• πšπš˜πš›πšπšžπš—πšŽ πš‘πš’πšπš‘, πš‘πšŽ πš πš˜πš—'𝚝 πšŠπšŒπšŒπšŽπš™πš πš”πš’πš›πšœπš’'𝚜 πš–πš˜πš—πšŽπš’, πš‹πšžπš πš‘πšŽ πš πš’πš•πš• πšŠπšŒπšŒπšŽπš™πš πš‘πšŽπš› πš‘πšŽπš•πš™ πš’πš— πš‘πš’πšœ 𝚚𝚞𝚎𝚜𝚝 πšπš˜πš› πšπš˜πš•πš. πš‹πšŠπšœπšŽπš πš˜πš— πš‹πš˜πš˜πš” πš˜πš—πšŽ 𝚘𝚏 πšŠπš›πšπšŽπš–πš’πšœ πšπš˜πš πš• πšŠπš•πš• πšŒπš›πšŽπšπš’πšπšœ 𝚐𝚘
  • Hear Me (A Lyric) by YongGrey
    YongGrey
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    "Am I dead? You are breathing. Is this death? This is life. I am running out of hope. I feel so lifeless. Your heart is heavy? My whole life is heavy. You are miserable then. I am dead. Close your eyes. Hear me. You look dead." A Don't Let Me Be Lonely inspired writing. *Don't Let Me Be Lonely by Claudia Rankine
  • Shattered by Aaaksksowmsmdnd
    Aaaksksowmsmdnd
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    My life is falling apart.Completely and Utterly over.16 years I wasted on this planet and I have nothing to show for it. Not even a picture.i want it to be over, to just flick off the light in my head. But I can't ...they won't let me.
  • Re-Vert by wonderonthunder
    wonderonthunder
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    This tale tells a world in the near future that technology has run into the ground. Cell phones had been hitting the market at faster and more affordable rates each year, everyone could be found with a phone in their hand, rich or poor, old or young. Social media was at its height, influencers were treated like stars and political correctness was correct. Soon, however, people's comprehension, attention span, verbal skills, and critical thinking skills started to decay. People all around the world were more concerned with their social status rather than their careers, home, family, or mental health. This is the story of what transpired since project FLOOD GATE went into effect.
  • Heros & Villains  by anille_ryvirz
    anille_ryvirz
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    Are there really heros and villains? What if the villain isn't really a villain? What if the hero isn't really a hero? What makes one thing good and another bad? Persephone vowed to protect her kingdom no matter what. What happens when what she is told that what she is fighting for is wrong? **Not a Greek Mythology story**
  • Random thoughts by EllaGraceRedmond
    EllaGraceRedmond
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    My random thoughts!
  • the kennedy forever by lacedra
    lacedra
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    what is life no-one really knows god must have had a reason living the world as well as Camelot to wonder what if and what could have been. some see things as they are and say why i dream things that never we're and say why not. Robert Kennedy my favourite speech
  • Why Tarzan  by SiennaArce
    SiennaArce
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    This is about a man named Tarzan as you all know him. But what was his motive to become TARZAN! Many questions to come, just wait and see.
  • My Building Blocks of Life by slitherin_girl_88
    slitherin_girl_88
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    Life is funny isn't it. Sometimes you want it to come and other times you want nothing to do with it. This book is about you how your life is. Don't freak out I'm not a stalker I just like to know what others are going through so I can help other people not go through that.
  • Pain by LifeInOneMoment
    LifeInOneMoment
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    Just something to relate to. It has the possibility to be anything you want it to be..
  • My Stalker by mysteryrs07
    mysteryrs07
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    This is written like a diary ( jays diary) Luna, jay and the anonymous stalker are the protagonists
  • Spy School Classified (Oneshots) by Agent_Ripley-Hale
    Agent_Ripley-Hale
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    Anything you want it to be about.
  • Aroboa by RedBeeSandAmber2
    RedBeeSandAmber2
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    He walks too far and gets lost and can't find his way home, anymore, another white man finds him and kidnaps him to bring to the boarding school, but they're all full. So, he stays with a foster family less than perfect, the used to be mother a grumpy, yet, kind-ish woman, while her husband was the opposite, he beat everyone in the house, his wife and Wakatongu, Maryonn, the wife, ignored Wakatongu for 12 days until she remembered her first son, who died staying in a mansion at the end of town mysteriously at six, he would have been 9-years-old by now, she thought crying, sitting in her rocking chair in front of the (her) left corner of the fireplace, Wakatongu watched her cry alone. It went down 1879, on Feb 1, his birthday, he died playing with his albino cousins. He saw a light and it hit him in the head and he died. All non-albinos died. The 49 mile part of the edge of town was filled with devastation and bodies.
  • Deep Dark Forest by KeirraElliott
    KeirraElliott
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    Once upon a time there was a little boy that walked in the dark and silent forest.The boy was with great lonesome in the forest.That day he had hurd about some people going into the woods and never coming out.The boy wanted to prove wrong.As he went into the deep dark forest he hurd screams and then everything went silent again.He ran to try to find the person that screamed.After 30min of searching for the person that had screamed he had given up.He looked for the way he had came.Then he took a moment and then realized he was lost.Then trying not to panic there was the boy lost in the deep dark forest.He went one way hoping to get out of this deep dark forest.At that moment he hurd another scream.So we went running tords the screaming .Suddenly "OH NO" the boy had yelled.As he fell into a a deep hole dug in the ground.Then he looked around and he had realized there was no way out.Tears stared going down his face.As he realized the people were right.The boy was never seen again.
  • Unity by voidxpire
    voidxpire
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    " With strength comes weakness, and with truth comes lies. " - - - - - Β©wildside- Cover by @BonitaRogue
  • Moonrise by Moonprophet
    Moonprophet
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    Luz Clarita doesn't want to grow up to become like her parents. Breaking their backs in the hot sun of Santo Sol to be breadwinners. Before the rising of the Moon, Luz Clarita turns fifteen and she's conflicted to say the least of what her life will become. Who she will become. It's up to Luz to find who she is and what she stands for, to let go of old fears and be ready for what she can make of her life in the most dullest, hottest and smelliest place on Earth. Between old legends of Land and Sea, the powers of a Moonrise and the street gangs that have more to them than violence. This story is no longer a war within Luz's heart but a war of her people. A war to be remembered.
  • Supporters Entries [completed] by saveblackcharacters
    saveblackcharacters
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    This book is dedicated to the entries of supporters of saveblackcharacters campaign. Just send an email or keep in contact with my Wordpress by sending an email through there so you can publicise your books, scenes and followings.