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Dernière publication mar., mai 1, 2018
A revolta dos vermelhos em Norta marcha para uma Revolução... Nesse caminho até a possível vitória pessoas que tinham suas vidas regidas normalmente a veem virar de cabeça para baixo.
A jovem prateada, Samantha Openya vê seu caminho traçado quando presencia a impossível cena de uma vermelha matando um poderoso prateado... Um segredo esta em suas mãos e logo ela descobre, esse segredo ira trazer consequências para todos, seja liberdade do povo escarlate ou a queda da oligarquia prateada.
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The drip, drip brought back the memory of those screams. She could smell the crimson from that day, or was it crimson, salt, left behind by the blood and tears of some other prisoner. Were they abused? She wondered. How were her children. She thought of them a dozen times a day, she asked the Father, the Son, and the Holy Ghost to keep them safe. Jamil she had long ago realized would be spared his father's beatings. That day only brought it to her conscious. She had always known. But she saw it that day. Her beautiful daughter Maryam, that was who she was more worried about. Drip, drip. Splat. Splat. The water smelled bad. Sour, of shit. It tasted even worse. She had been forced to drink it, they had starved her, and deprived her of water for a few days. Was it days? She didn't know. There was no night and day in this place. Just the collective quiet and screams for food, for water, for mercy. Confessions of sins that the prisoners had not committed, anything to get out. Most harrowing were the screams. The whips, the flays, the screams. She winced every time she heard one. She shivered the first time she had heard one. She shuddered as she thought of that. The hair on her back rose, she pulled her arms around herself. It was unearthly. Not an animal's scream, not her screams when her husband beat her, not even when he had hit her with a bat. Not the screams of the dog that those kids had cornered, and were poking with sticks, some throwing stones at it, as if it were the devil himself. No, none of those screams. This came from a deeper place. This was a scream from before civilization. From before language. This was a scream, guttural. Loud, screeching, very much in pain.Terminé
On Fire (Under editing!)
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Meraki (Encanto Characters x Reader Oneshots)
If the book is found to be unsatisfactory, we request for a peaceful leave as we would like for this book to remain toxic free and be absent of any rude comments. To those that decided to continue further, we hope you'll like it. Enjoy dear readers! Credits to the owners of the images being used for the book cover. We don't own any of the pictures and characters that the story contains. (n.) The soul, creativity, or love put into something; the essence of yourself that is put into your work. Welcome one and welcome all to another book. Want to experience a certain magical event that seemed temporary, but will soothe and relieve your from reality? Would you like to travel far and wide in between the different realms of a scenario with a certain Encanto character? If so, the search is over and perhaps this book is just right for you. We offer you a momentary solitude and serenity from your probably dystopian reality. We hope you would enjoy and find peace through each sentences you'll read. !Warnings and other additional information before you further proceed to reading this book! - Some chapters might contain slight gore, violence, and abuse, but really not that much and it's not that detailed since we are not that pro when it comes to that stuff. - Typos and wrong grammars are present and it's super fine if you'll let us know of these mistakes so that we could quickly do some editing into it. We thank you in advance. Some chapters were probably meant for a specific gender only and not so accurate original characteristics and information may be found.Terminé
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꧁𝙼𝚢 𝚖𝚊𝚐𝚒𝚌꧂ (Camilo x [fem!]reader)
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𝐌𝐈 𝐀𝐌𝐎𝐑 ↝ camilo madrigal ✓
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The unreachable mountain
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The Prisoner [ONGOING]
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The Sun And The Moon ||| Encanto
The Madrigal's are a famed family that reside within Encanto. They were given a gift, a miracle, and that miracle is passed down through many generations. Their purpose is to serve, help, and protect the citizens of their village. Abuela Alma is the matriarch of the household. Her husband, Abuelo Pedro, sacrificed himself to give her the miracle. This left Abuela to raise 3 beautiful children and lead a village. When these three children turned five, it was their turn to receive the miracle. Each was given a magical gift that would aid them in serving the village. Pepa was given the ability to control the weather with her emotions, Julieta was given the power to heal through food, and Bruno was given the power to see into the future. But as kids do, they grew up. Each child grew into an adult and with some pressure from Abuela, they began looking for partners. Pepa married her childhood friend, Félix, and it was the beginning of Bruno's bad reputation. Julieta, on the other hand, married a clumsy man named Augustin. After their marriages, both women were pregnant soon. And Abuela was delighted to have more magical blessings on the way. Delores and Isabela were born first. The very first grandchildren to the Madrigal family. But between their birth and when they received their powers, Bruno's reputation continued to deteriorate. As did his relationship with his mother and sisters. He was becoming desperate. People in the town feared him. All he wanted was love. Then Bruno meets Valentina. They hit it off. Bruno is desperate. And his desperation results in an accident. Valentina becomes pregnant. Abuela is angry. They offer to get married but Abuela says the damage is done. Valentina gives birth to a baby girl she names Itzayana, after the moon. But Valentina never sees her daughter grow. Follow Itzayana as she navigates being a Madrigal and deals with the effects of her power. And maybe, just maybe, Itzayana finds someone special of her own.Terminé
ᴋɪss ʜᴇʀ ʏᴏᴜ ғᴏᴏʟ-(𝙲. 𝙼𝚊𝚍𝚛𝚒𝚐𝚊𝚕/𝙵𝚎𝚖𝚁𝚎𝚊𝚍𝚎𝚛) !!Discontinued!!
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The drip, drip brought back the memory of those screams. She could smell the crimson from that day, or was it crimson, salt, left behind by the blood and tears of some other prisoner. Were they abused? She wondered. How were her children. She thought of them a dozen times a day, she asked the Father, the Son, and the Holy Ghost to keep them safe. Jamil she had long ago realized would be spared his father's beatings. That day only brought it to her conscious. She had always known. But she saw it that day. Her beautiful daughter Maryam, that was who she was more worried about. Drip, drip. Splat. Splat. The water smelled bad. Sour, of shit. It tasted even worse. She had been forced to drink it, they had starved her, and deprived her of water for a few days. Was it days? She didn't know. There was no night and day in this place. Just the collective quiet and screams for food, for water, for mercy. Confessions of sins that the prisoners had not committed, anything to get out. Most harrowing were the screams. The whips, the flays, the screams. She winced every time she heard one. She shivered the first time she had heard one. She shuddered as she thought of that. The hair on her back rose, she pulled her arms around herself. It was unearthly. Not an animal's scream, not her screams when her husband beat her, not even when he had hit her with a bat. Not the screams of the dog that those kids had cornered, and were poking with sticks, some throwing stones at it, as if it were the devil himself. No, none of those screams. This came from a deeper place. This was a scream from before civilization. From before language. This was a scream, guttural. Loud, screeching, very much in pain.
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