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Last Hope

MGA BUMASA 144
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Oras 36m

MGA BUMASA 144
Mga Boto 5
Mga Parte 5
Oras 36m

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It all happend so fast. Minami couldn't believe what she saw back then when she wanted to head home. The death roaming around, eating people like they were some sort of special meat. The woman was lucky enough to meet another person named Diane. Soon they became friends and tried to survive. It all went fluently for them, if only bandits weren't showing up. And to make it worse, her best friend Audrey is the leader of the bandits who shot Diane to death. Minami couldn't believe it at first, but since the incident with the dead people walking, the whole world is wrong. After some time a group showed up and Minami joined them without any hesitations. She didn't intend to fall in love, not in the apocalypse but...

A/N: Just a warning, my native language is not English, so I apologize for my grammar and grammar orders. :/All Rights Reserved

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A Past Written in The Stars ni SammyTides

Olivia and Ethan's story didn't begin with fireworks. It wasn't a whirlwind romance or an earth-shattering moment of fate. Instead, it started with something simple-two souls crossing paths at just the right time. They met years ago in a way neither of them had planned. It was during a travel retreat, a small group of adventurous strangers brought together for an experience that promised to be both unforgettable and fleeting. A week of exploring a foreign city, learning new cultures, sharing laughter over candlelit dinners, and stealing moments in between. Back then, Olivia had been drawn to Ethan's effortless charm-the way he could talk to anyone, the way his laughter filled a room, the way he always seemed to be looking for the next adventure. And Ethan? He admired Olivia's quiet confidence, her love for creativity, and the way she saw beauty in the smallest things. For seven days, they wandered through bustling streets and hidden alleyways, beneath the glow of city lights and along tranquil coastlines. There had been something unspoken between them, something simmering beneath the surface, but life had a cruel sense of timing. As quickly as the week had begun, it ended. No promises were made. No goodbyes were dramatic. They simply parted, believing that if fate had other plans, it would find a way. But fate, as it seemed, had other ideas. Months turned into years. The real world took over-jobs, responsibilities, the distractions of everyday life. They lost touch, caught up in their own separate journeys. And yet, here they were. On a remote island, thousands of miles away from where their story had begun. The moment Olivia saw him, it was as if time folded in on itself. Every unsaid word, every missed opportunity, every "what if" that had ever lingered between them-it all led to this. This moment. A second chance, written in the tides.

Every Last Breath (#wattys2016) ni Ty1R1Bluent

"I fell several times, only to stand up again." Nakota Troy was just a farm hand, about to be honorably discharged from the army, when the government's worst fear happened. The apocalypse. She's a strong, thick skulked, hot headed, girl from Georgia that has a list of other, lovely, traits about her. She loved serving her country, but as shit hit the fan, as one of her friends called it, she had to watch countless brothers die. She is taken to a camp outside the city, and helps hunt when she can. One day on a 'hunting trip' she finds a lone cop, and hilarious one at that. Yet she is determined to find her one saving grace. But, she may have to leave the group behind in order to find what keeps her holding on. And that means she'll have to leave someone she had started to call her friend, and looked at almost like a brother. What choices will she make? If she leaves, will she get to see the people she starts to care for again? Or will Nakota spend every last breath finding what she is looking for? "So you're not the little miss perfect you look like?" The man's deep voice was low. "Never was." I took a sip out of my glass. [Editing] (Disclaimer) I don't own any of The Walking Dead characters, except my own like Nakota or Sam.

Wicked Honey (18+) ni hauntingthem

When Ivy Lancaster, a young and successful publisher, saves a family farm in an old rundown town, her life is flipped on its axis. Her charity puts her on the radar of the man who runs all of Sin Sity. His gang has had the city on lockdown for years, and he's at the heart of it all. And now, she's been pulled into this life too. One she never expected. The one she'd only read about in books. Alongside him and his bestfriend, she'll have to learn how to survive this new life she's been pulled into. Or go back to the mundane, calm life at her desk. And she's not sure which is worse. **** I know I shouldn't. I know I should be disgusted by the thought of his hands on me. He is a killer. He's psychotic. He's forcing me to be here. And yet, I can't make myself pull away. I can't tell him to stop. Sin's fingers dip lower, playing with the lace barely covering my skin. I throw my head back against his chest, his gun still digging into my back. My eyes catching Arrows again. He hasn't moved. But his fists clench at his sides. And I wonder what it would feel like to have him pressed against my front with Sin at my back. God, what the fuck, Ivy? Why am I letting this happen? "I know you're wet for me, baby girl." Sin murmurs into my ear. "Wet for us." 'Fuck, I'm screwed' I think as Sin's fingers slip under my panties.

The Girl Who Jumped ni ch3rry_h34rts

I stood on the edge of the rooftop. My eyes closed and my mind free. I'm ready. Now is the time. I could feel my breath quickening, Breathe in, Breathe out. I slowly start to gain composure of my thoughts. I can hear the people on the ground. I can see them entering the building in their perfect dresses with their perfect hair. I look down at my Royal Blue gown and smile. It's time. I slowly exhale and let myself fall. I'm free. Well, that's what I thought when I jumped, but the world hates me. So now. I'm alive and kicking, quite literally kicking in fact. Paisley George is a screw up, her "True Love" even knew it. So she jumped, but her.... attempted suicide was a failure, now she is stuck living with her grandma. event after event, Paisley ends up becoming friends with the towns bad boys and maybe she might just fall in love with one. You never know.

Undawn ni mochisweety02

He, who devoured the undead found solace in a place. Blood on his shirt, tears stains of all the undead and those who decide to end their life to end their misery. And then who is powerful with all the mighty need to save those in need out of the camp and their outpost. "People said don't do anything you'll soon regret. Honey, the moment you choose to betray me, regret is not an option. But, if your head should be split or being headless is an option." ######## This book is inspired by the game undawn. Any of the same characters, used settings, is purely from the game undawn, and plots and some of the characters is mine. For those who come for Smut, I am sorry to disappoint you, but this book does not have that type scene. But, if you come for some plot, then welcome 🤗🤗 Please refrain from comparing my book with the game. This is purely my ideal inspiration from the game.v Thank you and enjoy your time here

His Dove ni WYLD_ROSE

Book 5 of the Jackson Series! Marcella is struggling to break free from all she has ever known. Brought up in a world where she's been caged in with rules, violence and pain she longs for a better life full of freedom. But when you're in a gang escaping the life of crime is easier said than done. Deciding to let go of her inhibitions to spend an unforgettable night with a stranger it all comes crashing down when she's assigned to kill the man she can't seem to forget. *** It doesn't take me long to find Judah. He looks like poison hiding behind a pretty face, seducing you to give in before he drags you to hell for sinning. I try and think of how I can lead him away without raising suspicion. But I don't end up having to do much because Judah soon blocks my way. "Why are you hiding from me little dove?" "I'm not." I whisper back. "How about we finish what we started that day?" I blush at the memories but quickly realize this is the best excuse to get him out of the spotlight. He takes my hand before we leave through the door and check a few rooms only to figure out that they're all locked. "The rooftop's door is open." As soon as he takes the first step I trip him but he finds his footing before swinging at my ribs. What I didn't expect was for him to pounce on me and pull my dagger out of my holster before stabbing my leg. Kicking his shin with my good leg I manage to flip us over. He's just about to throw me off when I land an uppercut to his jaw. I take out my gun to end this but just as I pull the trigger I'm grabbed. "No!" I struggle as I'm tied up before they check Judah. The wound clearly missed and isn't at all fatal. I watch as he sits up with a pained groan before his eyes meet mine. "I think I'm in love." He states breathlessly with a handsome grin. Published to Wattpad: 31/12/2021 Cover: WYLD_ROSE © 2021 WYLD_ROSE ALL RIGHTS RESERVED!

Still breathing | Original story ni racheycane

No one loves fiction stories quite as much as Remi, but sometimes tales in books are made out to seem much better than they actually are. When a party is disrupted by a zombie outbreak Remi can barely believe it and all too soon she has to go from a lazy, awkward teenager to a killer. Everything around her begins to change and what once was supposed to be a great adventure turns into a tale of drama, love, and betrayal. Everyone she is fighting for aren't the same people they once were and Remi is changing too, but is it for better or for worse? Her little group try to survive but as time goes on Remi begins to believe that if the apocalypse doesn't end soon she will die and quickly learns that trusting the wrong people could be fatal.

Hellson ni TheePeaches

Formerly known as 'His Angel' Trigger warnings on chapters. ~ "Harmony" it was her name; no longer a scream but a simple word. She lifted her head, and saw him standing in front of her, hanging over and blocking the warm sun. She continued to cry, gripping the dog so tight she was probably fucking hurting her. "I can't take it anymore," she said, her lip quivering, her tongue tasting salty. Waiting for the inevitable, "I can't do it any longer." She took a deep, shaky breath. "Mony-" He leaned down gently, sitting in the grass across from her, trying to catch a glimpse of her face hidden in shame. How could he ever kill her? He couldn't even imagine cutting a hair on her head. "Harmony-" she looked at him with bright red, puffy eyes. "Will you come with me?" So much hesitation on her face, the sight of it fucking killed him. But, she reached out a shaky hand, slipping it into his. ~ Harmony finds her trusting nature doesn't always do her good, and the biggest mistake she ever made was walking home with a man who insisted they were taking a shortcut. She wakes up, cold, tired and terrified, chained to a wall in a stranger's basement. Unbeknownst to her, she's now in the hands of someone else so much worse. She finds herself determined to escape his grip in any way possible, even if it means doing what he wants and pretending to like it. And as more time goes on, Max seems to be further taken by her, doing everything to try and mend bridges to get her to stay. But, she can't become complacent; that's how people die. She's found herself deep into the underbelly of life others don't know, where laws are not the same, where people are not the same. Surrounded by a pack of gun runners, thieves and murderers, she starts to question if she could ever go back to her old life. When does the puppetry start being the truth? ~ Not everything is always green and blue.

A Survivor's Diary of the Apocalypse (TWD/Daryl Dixon) ni imaginenonsense

*** CURRENTLY UNDER CONSTANT REVISION AND EDITING! UPDATING WHENEVER POSSIBLE *** **Previous called "Post Apocalyptic Love (Daryl Dixon Fanfiction** *yes, there is smut. since its a daryl dixon fanfic, it only seemed fitting. i will put a warning in the chapter that have it, so if you are uncomfortable with reading smut, skip that part. this is all my first time writing this kinda stuff so take it easy on me. thanks!* ~~ The book is separated by each season of TWD, so if you have a favorite season you can chose to read Kelley's story from there ~~ A virus broke out across the globe, reanimating the dead and creating mass chaos. In a matter of days, half of the world's population was either dead or turned. The government collapsed, TV and radio stations shut down, and everyone was left to fend for themselves. Kelley lost everything in the beginning. Her family, her house, even her small hometown in the state of Georgia. So she decided to leash up her dog, a Belgian Malinois named Bud, gather some supplies, and head towards Atlanta. She encounters a small group along the way. Survivors just like her, with stories and losses of their own. She soon becomes close to them, feeling like she has found another family, and she will do anything to protect them. This is a story of lost, love, survival, and surprises. The world doesn't care that you are alone, doesn't care if you're hungry, and doesn't care that death lurks around every corner. The undead feed on the living and the living can't be trusted. As the days pass and the world she knew was gone, she keeps a record of everything that has happened since first night. In a world where previous history is long forgotten, Kelley believes it is necessary to write down her journey and keep track of all things apocalyptic, so that maybe one day it will help others learn how to survive... and not make the same mistakes she has. So, let's start at the beginning.

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Every Last Breath (#wattys2016) cover

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Still breathing | Original story cover

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A Past Written in The Stars

Olivia and Ethan's story didn't begin with fireworks. It wasn't a whirlwind romance or an earth-shattering moment of fate. Instead, it started with something simple-two souls crossing paths at just the right time. They met years ago in a way neither of them had planned. It was during a travel retreat, a small group of adventurous strangers brought together for an experience that promised to be both unforgettable and fleeting. A week of exploring a foreign city, learning new cultures, sharing laughter over candlelit dinners, and stealing moments in between. Back then, Olivia had been drawn to Ethan's effortless charm-the way he could talk to anyone, the way his laughter filled a room, the way he always seemed to be looking for the next adventure. And Ethan? He admired Olivia's quiet confidence, her love for creativity, and the way she saw beauty in the smallest things. For seven days, they wandered through bustling streets and hidden alleyways, beneath the glow of city lights and along tranquil coastlines. There had been something unspoken between them, something simmering beneath the surface, but life had a cruel sense of timing. As quickly as the week had begun, it ended. No promises were made. No goodbyes were dramatic. They simply parted, believing that if fate had other plans, it would find a way. But fate, as it seemed, had other ideas. Months turned into years. The real world took over-jobs, responsibilities, the distractions of everyday life. They lost touch, caught up in their own separate journeys. And yet, here they were. On a remote island, thousands of miles away from where their story had begun. The moment Olivia saw him, it was as if time folded in on itself. Every unsaid word, every missed opportunity, every "what if" that had ever lingered between them-it all led to this. This moment. A second chance, written in the tides.

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