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THEN

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T͟Hen - adverb
1. at that time; at the time in question.
Then; at that time there was nothing, so as it always appeared to her, even from a very young age.

     Children who utilize the time concept of 'THEN' probably feel that the significant other's in their lives couldn't or wouldn't protect them, so they turned to a more sure source for survival. The power of creation, THEN.  They used the power of creation that is within themselves, and it enables them to live through a very difficult time period of abuse, neglect, and stress.Todos os Direitos Reservados

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Dementor's TOUCH , de no_r1sk_no_st0ry

There is a presence... lingering in your future. A force - no, a being - watching, waiting. Its intentions... obscured. Its purpose... unknown. ★★★★★★★★★★★★★★★★★★★★★★★ "Yes, but the world isn't split into good people and Death Eaters." , said Sirius with a wry smile. ◎⁠o⁠◎◎⁠o⁠◎◎⁠o⁠◎◎⁠o⁠◎◎⁠o⁠◎◎⁠o⁠◎◎⁠o⁠◎◎⁠o⁠◎◎⁠o⁠◎◎⁠o⁠◎◎⁠o⁠◎◎⁠o⁠◎ Rosier. Rosier was the surname of an old pure-blood wizarding family, and one of the Sacred Twenty-Eight. The family possibly originated in France. They were related to the wizarding Lestrange, Perrot, Gage, Black, and Malfoy families and the Muggle Tonks family, and more distantly to the Lupin and Greengrass families. Also, the female line also continues, at least illegitimately, through the Riddle family, of Muggle origin but with some magical members. [...] Rosier is French for "rose tree" or "rose bush" and is a common surname in Francophone areas. It is also the name of a fallen angel who was considered the patron demon of tainted love and seduction. ◎⁠o⁠◎◎⁠o⁠◎◎⁠o⁠◎◎⁠o⁠◎◎⁠o⁠◎◎⁠o⁠◎◎⁠o⁠◎ If you don't want to be !SPOILED! do not continue reading the following. Regis and Selene Rosier. Regis, brother of Evan Rosier, pure-blood. Both of the brothers supported and fought for Voldemort in the first wizarding war. Deatheaters. Regis married Selene. Sister of Aquila. Maiden name: Greengrass. Two families of the Sacred Twenty-Eight. Born in 1980: you. Y/N Rosier. Firstly being the biggest triumph in her parents eyes, shortly after the biggest burden they could have created. You weren't... different from the other children. Draco, to name one of them. But as you grew older and older, your behavior changed. Still reckless, but with cleverness. Cleverness. You started school at the age of 11. Together with Draco. He went to S

MEMORIES OF YOU, de dianalovesdiane

When was the right time to love? That's what everyone asked themselves. But what if you had it but then it slipped away from you? Would you chase? Or would you just let it be? But what would happen if destiny played a game on you? Three years later... You met again but then she didn't recognize you or know you? Is God playing tricks on you? What would you do? Would you let her slip away again? Or will you let her remember you? This time will it be forever? ******** Don't forget to vote, comment and follow me. Thank you... Dianalovesdiane

Into the Velvet, de help-me-think-of-one

*EDITORS' CHOICE 2021*After falling for her senior year teacher, Louise learns a harsh lesson on what adulthood isn't. Louise has some trauma to unpack. Heartbreak's a bitch, and her first relationship had been anything but normal. Thinking herself mature for her age, her affair with Mr. Cain started swooningly well. Except things ended quite abruptly. It's a lot for a seventeen year old to handle. But who's really at fault for what happened? Who even is Mr. Cain, and what is he hiding? From the wreckage of her naivety and self-esteem, can Louise save her friendships and rebuild herself? Our love songs aren't telling the whole truth. How can this be? In this tale of vulnerability, adolescence and painful reckoning, the arrogance of youth demands a price. * "'You're what, Louise?' he asked. 'You're sorry? What am I supposed to do here? How can I turn this around? How can I tell you that everything you want and feel is reciprocated, when I have to go back to work and pretend none of it happened?' 'I don't know the answer!' I cried. 'Neither of us do.' I threw my hands up in defeat. He caught them before they could fall. 'But how do I go back to living without your words?' His voice became a whisper. He squeezed my fingers tightly, closing his eyes and bringing them to his chest. 'I need how you make me feel, Luiza. I need it to feel alive. I won't stay away. No one's made me feel this good before. And I can't stand myself for wanting what I want. What do I do?' I was a violin bow on the verge of splintering. Every inch of me pulsed with an ache that began from the marrow of my bones. Fate had brought us here. At this crossroads of ours, there were a hundred different choices to make. A thousand different lifetimes to choose from, stemming from and decided entirely by my next choice. And in the end, I chose incorrectly. I held his face between my hands, feeling the echoing pulse of his skin. I brought his face to mine. I kissed him."

The Last God Standing, de WhispersBeyond

A god's power is not in his strength. It is in belief. Once, he understood this better than any other. While gods of war and wisdom carved their names into stone, he whispered doubts, unraveling faith until only his name remained. Now, he stands alone-the last god in a world that no longer remembers the ones who came before. But something is shifting. Prayers grow quieter. Temples stand empty. The power he once grasped so effortlessly begins to slip through his fingers. Victory was supposed to be forever. But even gods are not immune to time. And when belief fades... what remains?

Archeia's Atheneum (The First Shift), de nullandvoid44

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Somewhere Along The Way, de AakiraAki

What will you do when something which is your is not yours anymore? One forgotten promise.. One who remember. One who forget. Heart Break. Betrayal. Tragedy. Pain. Will you fight for it? Will you let it go? She decided to fight for it even if it destroys him and her in the process. He is hers and He should remember it after all first love is unforgettable. Is not it? What will she do when her decision come back to bite her where it hurts the most? What will she do when horrible truth comes out? Will he remembered? Can she save him from self destruction? Or, Will she be the reason? Somewhere along the way He became a part she want to hold on too. Somewhere along the way She became a part he look forward too. Where will it get them? What will be the price?

No More Tomorrows, de AllThePages

What happens when you realise the man who owns your heart no longer treasures it? The man you fell in love with no longer exists? Do you stay? Or do you go? This is the story of Emily and Grant Emily Slowly losing Grant hurt more than knowing the truth. Or so I thought. Seeing him with her broke more than my heart. It broke us. And I'm not sure we can be put back together again. Not sure I want him to have any more of my tomorrows. Grant Emily is my world. My safe place. The only person who ever truly believed in me. But this new job opened my eyes to a whole new world. One I desperately want to be a part of. I didn't realise losing myself in this new world would lose me my old one. Emily is my everything, I need all her tomorrows. Trigger Warnings - mention of loss of a parent to suicide - cheating © All Rights Reserved

Broken Love, de Juliette_Audrielle

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