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Alterniian Iidiiot (A Psiioniic Love Story)

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Hey. I'm Natasha Gabrielle. I'm just a normal college student, though a lot of people would call me far from normal, more on the emotionally unstable geek area. Anyway. While I was sleeping in class, I woke up in a strange place. After discovering my body had changed to fit in better with the world around, I was taken in by a bunch of creatures called "trolls" They don't really seem to like me that much, but if I'm going to survive, I should probably get on their good side. So let's see how this goes. (Not the best description I've ever made in my life but what the hell ever. It's better than it sounds. The first chapters a bit Mary sue, but the character gets more depth later. She's based on my personality so woohoo. Let's go.)Tous Droits Réservés

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The experiment., écrit par shrosz

They used my vulnerability against me. They used that weapon, to make me accept their stupid idea. And I of course, accepted it, I didn't even know what they were going to do. They tugged and poked and even shoved their disgusting finger in your wound, just to see you cry. To see you change. No pitty in their eyes. They just continue. They drag you around with metal chains, hit you and turn you into a experiment. But I had enough of the tugging, the clawing, the moaning, the crying and pleading for them to stop, but simply feeding them with our pain. They turned me into something, that neither do they know what I am. Their afraid of me, of my reflexes, my strength. I killed a lot of them. They say I have a cold heart, that I don't feel nothing. That's why they call me: Death -----------------------------------------************************************--------------------------------------------- Death. A teen girl, pitch black hair, black eyes, white skin. Her height is 5'8. People are scared of her, not just because of her strength but because of they way she kills. She lived in this hell hole, where they take her to rooms. Examine. Fight. She knows she won't be able to entertain them for long. She decides to run. Soul. Brown hair as mud, blue eyes as the sky. Hight 6'2. Tanned and toned body. Death's best friend in the hell hole they're in, he's as cold as she is. But shows a bit of sympathy. Well... More than her at least. He's been there for her, ever since she entered this place of crap. They're the two most feared. As some people say, they're a perfect couple. Killing. Fighting. Cold hearted creatures. Also known as D and S. Why? That's what your going to find out, joining this adventure with D and S.

Phantom Love, écrit par Nordlys242

I'm a ghost. Or at least I think I'm a ghost. No one can see me and I've been wandering the world aimlessly for years. I don't remember a time I wasn't a ghost. One day I didn't exist and the next I did. For the past 5 years though I've been following a team of supernatural investigators that are working to bring down a trafficking ring. Why? Well humans are boring for one. Secondly these men are captivating. Not only are they sexy as sin but I feel drawn to them in a way I've never felt drawn to anyone else. So for the past 5 years I've tagged along and pretended to be one of them, dreaming of what would happen if I was real. What happens when a magical assault pops me out of the veil and into the real world? Chaos. And hopefully chocolate, that stuff looks amazing. ***All of the characters are my own in this story. The world building is also entirely my own.*** *** Cover made by notsodumbolivia*** The starting storyline and the summary of this book is based off of Kristy Cunning's Four Psychos as well as Raven Kennedy's Signs of Cupidity. The overall story line and the individual characters are different but there will be similarities between the female protagonists starting points and goals.

All Mine (Completed) (Being Edited), écrit par werwolf12345

Hello Everyone! Just a quick note to say that I am editing this book and I am making the chapters a little bit longer. If some chapters don't make sense just bare with me. The chapters that are edited have the word edited in the title and on the page. Again thank you guys for reading my book. ~~~ Have you ever wondered if you ever had someone made for you? Well Maya is a girl who is always bullied. She was starting a new year at a new school. It was of that school year she knew, that she was going to be bad ass and not let anyone bully her any longer. Maya had enough of the bullying. She reached her limit. The new school she was going to had a group of hot guys who were the center of attention for every single thing. Cade is the Alpha of a near by pack and Maya is not aware of them being werewolves. Once Maya decides that she has a mate, she is not going down without a fight because she is not a possession to be owned. ~~~ (Maya) I was shoved against the lockers and looked into the most beautiful green eyes ever. I mentally sighed and stared at him. The person they belonged to said "Mine!!!!" and buried his head into my neck and I could feel his nose moving against my skin and my neck was met with sparks, was he SNIFFING ME?! "You motherfucker, I am not a possession and I do NOT belong to anyone. So if you could move your sexy body out of the way, I would appreciate it. Also don't sniff people you weirdo." I tried to push him away but he growled at me and held me so I couldn't move. I brought my leg up and kicked him in the family jewels. Bending down I whisper in his ear, "don't mess with me sweetheart and never call me yours." He growled lowly. "Oh you also might want to get a cough drop for that throat of yours," with that I walked off and swayed my hips back and forth. ~~~ Read this book to find out what happens! Thanks for reading my book! I hope everyone Enjoys!

Trapping Quincy (Caspian and Quincy), écrit par Nikkireadw

He teases her. He challenges her. He fascinates her while he irritates her like no other. He drives her insane. He makes her...ughh, so mad she could scream! The only thing he won't do is let her go. Quincy: I'm a human living among the werewolves. My mom is a werewolf. She had a drunken fun one night with a stranger, a human. The union was not supposed to bear an offspring. I'm not supposed to happen, but here I am, an outsider. They all hate me but my Nana loved me. Then Nana died. They moved me to the pack house. Now, their old Alpha three times my age wants to make me his. That is not the life I signed up for. My Nana nurtured me a dream to go off to college. So I run. I run not because I'm a coward. I run to save myself. I will have nothing to do with their kind anymore. I'll be a normal human among other normal humans. I'll be so normal, even the most average normal humans will feel like freaks next to my normal ass. They will bow down before me and call me Queen Normal. Then I see him. The best specimen of men...but I know he's not human. He's not a werewolf either, so what is he? There's this pull between us but I know I shouldn't get close to his kind...whatever he is. The trouble is, he won't leave me alone. Caspian: I've been looking for my erasthai for decades. My mother dearest, the queen of all werewolves and lycans is pressuring me to marry Lady Celeste. I'm supposed to take over the throne from my father and make lady Celeste my queen. I want nothing to do with her. I want my erasthai. Then I saw her. She's a human. The most beautiful mesmerizing creature ever, and she's mine! I thought it's going to be easy. It should have been easy. Come on, ALL girls want me. I mean, look at me. I'm gorgeous! Mirrors weep when I walk past them. She refused to give me the time of the day. Well, too bad princess. I'm not about to let you get away. I'll crush all other competitions. I'm Prince Caspian. I always get what I want.

The Wish of a Broken Heart, écrit par LovelyLotus84

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Human!Betelgeuse (Beetlejuice) x Reader, écrit par DontLookThisIsntReal

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Stole My Heart 💕, écrit par honeyvsbunny

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The experiment.

They used my vulnerability against me. They used that weapon, to make me accept their stupid idea. And I of course, accepted it, I didn't even know what they were going to do. They tugged and poked and even shoved their disgusting finger in your wound, just to see you cry. To see you change. No pitty in their eyes. They just continue. They drag you around with metal chains, hit you and turn you into a experiment. But I had enough of the tugging, the clawing, the moaning, the crying and pleading for them to stop, but simply feeding them with our pain. They turned me into something, that neither do they know what I am. Their afraid of me, of my reflexes, my strength. I killed a lot of them. They say I have a cold heart, that I don't feel nothing. That's why they call me: Death -----------------------------------------************************************--------------------------------------------- Death. A teen girl, pitch black hair, black eyes, white skin. Her height is 5'8. People are scared of her, not just because of her strength but because of they way she kills. She lived in this hell hole, where they take her to rooms. Examine. Fight. She knows she won't be able to entertain them for long. She decides to run. Soul. Brown hair as mud, blue eyes as the sky. Hight 6'2. Tanned and toned body. Death's best friend in the hell hole they're in, he's as cold as she is. But shows a bit of sympathy. Well... More than her at least. He's been there for her, ever since she entered this place of crap. They're the two most feared. As some people say, they're a perfect couple. Killing. Fighting. Cold hearted creatures. Also known as D and S. Why? That's what your going to find out, joining this adventure with D and S.