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The Clock is Ticking (White Rascals Fanfiction)

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Reads 3,844
Votes 186
Parts 13
Time 1h 13m

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To everything there is an end, they say, perhaps this is it.  Perhaps this was all we were ever meant to be...

Warning:  Contains moderate violence
                    Contains drugs; the use of drugs
                    Sexual referencesAll Rights Reserved

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The Last Avian Soldier (The Nine Realms Universe) by ren_writes_words

We're all pawns in this game played by those on top. From the moment we can process what they're telling us, we're led to believe that we must kneel before superiority. Bow our heads to the kings and queens, the powerful men and women who sit high on their thrones. To them, we are nothing but tools, obstacles, and threats. For this life is nothing but a constant battle between immortals. The individuals on the pedestals, and the ones in the dirt. So, how may we get out? How much blood will be spilled, tears shed, final breaths taken, before this is all over? People are lost in the game. They don't come back. Sons and daughters, parents, siblings... all slaughtered in this power play. Through all of this I have lost. I walk upon the shattered past left in my wake. I wish for death to finally arrive, but it never does. There's a crown of death atop my head and there's nothing I can do to change it. We were ready to make a difference. When death came to our doorstep we refused to let it take us, not without a fight, but it was a futile attempt. No one can stand in the way of a king starved for the power of it all. Tainted by ambition and violence. And with that, two thousand soldiers drew their swords for a war they would not win.

𝓦𝓮 𝔀𝓮𝓻𝓮 𝓳𝓾𝓼𝓽 𝓴𝓲𝓭𝓼|Sequel-to 𝓚𝓲𝓭𝓼 𝓲𝓷 𝓵𝓸𝓿𝓮 by lou_lou0504

The kids who grew up to fast, the kids who Had to fight and the kids who were completely and utterly in love... Sequel to 𝓚𝓲𝓭𝓼 𝓲𝓷 𝓵𝓸𝓿𝓮 TW: suicide, alcohol, drug abuse, self harm, sex, strong language, mature themes, gruesome, violence

𝙸𝙵 𝚈𝙾𝚄 𝚃𝙷𝙸𝙽𝙺 𝚃𝙷𝙸𝚂 𝙸𝚂 𝚁𝙴𝙰𝙻 𝙻𝙸𝙵𝙴 ,, high&low by elevenlittleeggos

forget what the therapist said, it's just something he read. it's unacceptable! 𝒉𝒊𝒈𝒉&𝒍𝒐𝒘 ( 𝒔𝒂𝒏𝒏𝒐𝒉 𝒓𝒆𝒏𝒈𝒐𝒌𝒂𝒊 ) 𝒕𝒆𝒔𝒕𝒖 𝒙 𝒇𝒆𝒎!𝒐𝒄 #4 in 'highandlow' 2021 - 02 - 22 cover by nvptxne completed 2022-01-22

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Bullied by Magcon guys | A Magcon fanfic [Editing] by crystalsmendes

Everywhere i go their there. Every step i take, i tripped. Every breath I take, i regret. Can i just die, but maybe they'll change. Maybe they wont. Maybe everything i think wont happen. Maybe i will fall in love with one of them. Maybe i get hurt more. I never know, you never know. It's all a surprise, and you never know whats going to happen next.

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Charles Smith x Reader by thefanfictioncorner

Where you live, there is only one rule: stay away from sacred land and respect the local tribe of indigenous people. But things change quickly when a new sheriff comes to town. His mission is to send everyone off to reform school. To make matters worse, a wounded stranger ends up in your garden. Your life goes up in flames.

𝚃𝙴𝙴𝙽𝙰𝙶𝙴 𝙳𝙸𝚁𝚃𝙱𝙰𝙶 ,, high&low by elevenlittleeggos

how does he know who i am, and why does he give a damn about me . . . 𝒉𝒊𝒈𝒉&𝒍𝒐𝒘 ( 𝒐𝒚𝒂 𝒉𝒊𝒈𝒉 ) 𝒎𝒖𝒂𝒓𝒚𝒂𝒎𝒂 𝒚𝒐𝒔𝒉𝒊𝒌𝒊 𝒙 𝒇𝒆𝒎!𝒐𝒄 #2 in 'murayama' 2021 - 02 - 01 #4 in 'highandlow' 2021 - 02 - 01 #3 in 'highandlow' 2021 - 02 -05 #2 in 'rudeboys' 2021 - 02 - 08 #2 in 'highandlow' 2021 - 02 -09 #1 in 'highandlow' 2021 - 03 -02 #1 in 'murayama' 2021 - 03 - 02 completed 2021-05-22 cover by nvptxne !!

Planet Omega by authorofmagic

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