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Fire In The Skies (an Ace Combat ZERO fanfiction)

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I looked at the patch of upturned ground in front of me. It was still new, and no flowers were in sight. The grave was simple; an ordinary headstone marked it, the only thing etched on the stone being a few, straightforward words.

SEBASTIAN "BLACKHAWK" FOULKE
1969-1995
Beloved comrade and brother.

"... Is this why you chose to be a mercenary?" Cipher's voice made me look away from the headstone and to him, standing just a few feet away. I hadn't heard him coming. I would've preferred some alone time, but I probably wouldn't mind a bit of company.

I shrugged. "Yeah. I can't leave Blackhawk hanging. Also, Belka was getting too regimented for my taste."

"I didn't know he was your brother."

"Yeah. Wished you got to meet him."

Cipher gave a nonchalant hum, turning to stare towards the north-western horizon. To other people, it might seem like he was staring at the setting sun, but I knew better. Somewhere, hidden by the mountain ranges, was a lifeless land decimated by the flames of war, where an entire nation was killed in the span of days. Once, it was known as Nostrand. After what happened a few months ago, it was nothing but history.

That country was why I fought against my home country.

...

A sneak-peek into the Belkan War through the eyes of an ace. How two unlikely friends bonded, and how a war tore apart millions of lives.

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A Different Path. (BillFord) by BillTheTriangleGuy

Going through all the time Bill was with him. It wasn't that bad, was it? If I really think about it, he was actually kind of nice to me. Well, as nice as he can get. And what if I start to miss him? What if I visit him every day? So what if nobody knows about it? All questions I ask myself as I walk to his statue every day. We ended him, so why do... I feel... guilty. Is he really gone? Is he listening to my pleas to come back? Is he laughing at my despair while I visit him? So many questions... and none of them have answers. But one hovers above them all. IF HE'S NOT DEAD, WHERE IS MY MUSE? Why do I still call him my Muse? Is it because I actually do miss him? Or is it just because of the way that I feel attached to him? I still have so many unanswered questions. Bill, why are you like this? You left me confused. I remember your last words to me. I won't forget them either, with the memory gun destroyed. Time to try writing BillFord. This is going to end up a mess and I know it. I've read mostly BillDip, so not much BillFord here, but I can still try. Don't know how long this is going to be, so have fun with this probably mess of a work. I don't know how it's going to turn out, I can't read the future! Your dear friend, Axyl. P.S. I don't own any of these characters, they're Gravity Falls people.

FALLEN | UNDER REVISION by illusorys

"I don't know what's going on, but there's one thing I'm absolutely certain of: Sebastian Michaelis is not human, and I have no clue of what his intention are or what he's capable of doing. " ♞ Bleak. That, she determined, had become the word to sum up Rosalie Everett's ostracized life. Born and raised in Summerville, South Carolina, her childhood marred by the lurid mother of her mother whose killer was never discovered, she was left with a weight that pressed on her chest even after removing herself entirely from both the people and the phantoms of her hometown. Relocated in New York, Rosalie spends her days commuting between school and work, a humdrum schedule that's defined her life for the past three years and left her desolate. However, a visit to an antique shop places Rosalie in possession of a haunting sapphire ring that seems to tether itself to her soul. Ominous circumstances surrounding the gem put the twenty-something in Victorian England with little memory of what got her there, and she finds herself spellbound by a scarlet-eyed, clad-in-black butler whose charms are too convincing to be human under the service of a boy-earl, bound to one another by a sinister contract. As she tries to find her way back home without falling prey to the infernal creature who has taken a dark interest in her, Rosalie finds herself a part of a much larger game when she notices the other entity that pervades her life. ♞ COMPLETED [ 12/26/22 ] | UNEDITED *ruff* draft:) SOUNDTRACK - FALLEN #1 in kuroshitsuji [ 10/08/22 ] #1 in blackbutler [ 05/15/22 ] I do not own Black Butler, nor do I own the characters connected to it. I only own the plot and my own characters.

The Alpha's Summit by HavenStiel

NOTE: This is completed but unedited. It will be going through major changes soon including with plot and character changes. Once it is all changed, a notice of Completion will be added! Thanks! Sins and Secrets Book 1: "How do you think all your little Alpha buddies will feel," he hissed, his hot, rancid breath whispering across the back of my neck causing my stomach to sink, "When they discover the dark secret you've been hiding? Do you think they'll respect you still? Do you think that little mate of yours will still want you?" At the thought of Tiberius, my wolf went crazy. My body jerked at the restrained that held me down, the smell of burning flesh filling the room as the silver began to cut into my wrists. "Go to hell." We snapped as my whole body began to go numb. "Oh can't you see, my sweet little bird," he came closer, his lips practically pressed against the skin on my cheek, "You're already there." --------------------------------------------------------------------- My name is Cara Eldoran. I am one of two Alpha's within my pack. Two years ago, I stood frozen to the ground and watched as someone I loved killed my older brother in front of me. There were no screams or tears. My whole body had gone into shock, and I was left to watch the horrors unfold in front of me. But I will lose no one else. Alpha's are going missing. They are being taken from their homes in the middle of the night and are never seen again. Sometimes I wish that being taken was my biggest problem. That all I had to worry about was making sure my windows were locked at night and that I was safe in the arms of my mate, but there is much more at stake then most realize. I vowed revenge for my brother the day he died, and I will stop at nothing to get it. Not even the dark secrets that could destroy me will stop my lust for vengeance. ---------------------------------------------------------------------

turn back time {hotwings} [Dabi x Hawks] by purplefantaliar

"I'm certain you will become a pro hero someday." Hawks opened his eyes and looked up at me, his soft smile making my heartbeat fasten. "You really think so?" I nodded and tucked one strand of his hair behind his ear. I didn't even think about what I was doing. I wasn't scared to embarrass myself anymore. I wasn't even thinking about anything anymore. Nothing surrounding us mattered. My brother could come running towards us standing in flames and I'd still need to be slapped some sense into before I would react. Hawk's smile grew a bit, but stayed soft. "If I become a pro hero, you'll be one too. Let's... be heroes together. Like a duo or something... Like partners. You have crimson hair and I have crimson wings. It would fit so well." I smiled brighter at him. The thought of growing up and becoming heroes with him made me so happy. - But things can change so fast. Someone can become a completely new person in only a few years. Two childhood "friends" meet after many years again and realize that their feelings for each other haven't faded at all. But can a villain and a hero really be together or are they destined to fall apart?

The Silver Fox- Black Butler Fanfic (COMPLETED) by Thetogetherwriters

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It just... happened? (boyxboy) by leaa4500

Before I knew it my shirt was torn away from my torso and tossed on the floor, Charlie's doing the same. Our kiss intensified and I felt him groan against my lips. I swear to god, this boy is making out with me like his life depends on it! And that's when reality punched me in the gut... the words 'this boy' kept running through my head over and over again until it got through the thick fog of vodlka and whatever else was in those stupid drinks. I, Ace Loughty, was kissing a guy. A fucking guy. A fucking straight guy named Charlie Simmons who of course had to be one of the most popular dickheads in Meadow Ridge High. I am so unbelievably fucked. ----- 17 year old Ace Loughty was never one longing to be in the spotlight. In fact, he craved the exact opposite: being left alone. When Ace was 13, the tragic death of his younger sister Eleanor caused him to rapidly gain popularity and pitiful looks. He hated the attention. All of a sudden everyone wanted to be friends with the dead girls brother, they'd promise Ace he would never be alone that they would always be there for him, which he of course knew was untrue, they're all just hungry for attention. Sometime later the school moved onto other drama and gossip, things started to die down and people finally left Ace alone. He moved on with his life, convincing himself he was over Eleanor's death and as quick as the whole thing started, he returned to being lonely, weird, quiet nobody Ace. Just how he liked it. That is until 4 years later when he found himself sprawled out on a bed. With Charlie Simmons hovering over him. Charlie Simmons who was kissing Ace like he would die if he ever dared to stop. Which was all too true. Without kissing Ace, Charlie was as good as dead. *WARNING*: This story will contain themes of severe depression, suicide, abuse and somewhat graphic depiction of self harm. If any of these things may trigger you please rethink reading this story!! Started: January 21st 2020

FIGHT OR FLIGHT - B. Bradshaw by jothecrow

C H A N C E: do (something) despite its being dangerous or of uncertain outcome "You walked out on me! No text, call, or letter! Nothing! I just woke up one day and you were gone!" Rooster yelled at her. She stood there in pain from just seeing him, Rosemary couldn't look at him without seeing her mistakes. "I didn't mean to hurt you... I-I just couldn't say goodbye because if I did I never would have left. I have 3 children now because of my sister's death. I wasn't going to drag you along with that. You were already set back so much from Maverick and the hatred you had towards him, was something I didn't want. If I held you back then you would have hated me too," a few tears rolled down her face as she looked at his shoes. She couldn't bare to look up at him. He shook his head as he exhaled out trying to calm down. "But I would have never hated you. I can't hate you. It bothers me that I haven't been able to hate you for walking out on me... and then you have to hide with all the pain... I just wished you told me," he told her and took a step closer. She had looked up at him and her heart shattered even more. The whole group was there watching there fight but didn't even have words for any of it. Phoenix was the only one who knew about everything. The kids, her sister, her parents, all of it. Pheonix had watched her break down over and over and over, but she didn't realize how much it might have hurt her to see the one person she had loved her whole life. "I'm sorry, Bradley but I have to go," she turned around and passed the whole group. She didn't bare to change in the lockers but headed straight to her car.

At last | Editing by TaurieKeianna

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The Revelation by dstry0515

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