The Purple Alien
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Ever wonder what ColdFirePlace is like??? Probably not, right? Well read this to find out more about her!!!! Smile and laugh a little along the way...hopefully...and go ahead and participate as well! :)
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Forever Fighting | ✔️ | [previously Espionage: double-cross]
Guns, revenge and buildings to bomb, what could go wrong? ✮ He came in, gun held out in front of him in one hand while the other was resting on his hip where a sharp dagger gleamed in the light. "Come on out little girl, why not make this easier for both of us. The agency you ran away from just want to have a little talk, that's all." She scoffed internally. Yeah right. Then the footsteps ceased. She peeked to the right, then to the left. Neither direction showed any sign of the intruder. She looked up in front of her and gasped, the glint of steel and smell of death as overwhelming as it was adrenaline inducing, exciting. "Boo." ✮ Murder, accidents, assassinations. Call it what you will, it's all the same, all has the same life breaking, mind shattering consequences - be it for the victim or the bystander. It had shaped Alex in a way no one should be. Broken down and rebuilt into the perfect soldier, one who had the power to change the world, to fight battles that would either make or break the carefully constructed vision we all live in. The only small, minute, really unimportant detail - it's pretty hard to get into a government classified site when you're 15 years old and have a rag-tag team of double-crossing back-stabbers behind you. Not to mention the threat of a world war and ghost hanging above your head. Armed with sarcasm, wit, and a hell of a lot of aggressive intentions, it won't be too long till a sticky situation is all that's ahead of you. Sometimes, running head-first into a situation isn't the best idea. Instead, you gotta play a game. A deadly game where either you have all the pieces on the board, or you have nothing. [previously known as Espionage: double-cross] Thanks for reading :)Concluída
DON'T READ ------------------------------- Always (Trevor Moran)
(A/N) 9/13/19 - dude stop reading this trevor isn't straight and i regret writing this i'm keeping it up as a way to never forget my.... disgusting and humble roots. **** 1/21/17 - people are still reading this?! BOI i was like twelve when i wrote this and it's so cringy looking back at it, i apologize in advANCE IF YOU ARE STARTING THIS ITS JUST SO CRINGE --------- it has been brought up to my attention about the new Wattpad guidelines. I will write it in here and the chapters that feature some obscure/unhealthy actions, as trigger warnings. I do not condone nor want to glorify any events that happen in this book or any other of my books, so please do not believe I think it's okay. It's not okay. As a person who has been through depression and so forth, I am here for those who want to talk about it. There are also multiple online references/resources, if you are uncomfortable with discussing what is wrong. It's alright and there is help you can seek in multiple forms. Please be safe and remember that nothing can destroy what you have in your heart. You are special and I love you. There are multiple trigger warnings (self-harm, depression, abuse from others) in this story. Thank you for reading this. xx Description: Two worlds colliding. Is that what this would be called, or was it fate? Whatever this was defined as, it definitely changed multitudinous lives. Tabitha Ellis, a fourteen year old girl, has moved all the way from Melbourne, Australia (or wherever you want her to live, this is a fanfiction, but that was where I felt it was right), to LA. One of her first adventures here, was to visit the beach - and, so she did! But not without having an encounter with the one and only; Trevor Moran. One fall could be the cause of a huge mess of massive proportions, positive and negative. Is always going to last forever.... or will something, perhaps someone, get in the way of that?Concluída
Love and War
"All's fair in love and war, or some shit, right?" He said, his smirk drawing to a slight sneer as he padded towards the open balcony. He rested his hands on the guardrail before letting out an exasperated sigh, thunder rolling behind it. The rain cascaded onto the tile in sheets, blowing the soft cream curtains back and forth. "Or some shit." I smiled, walking towards him. I could see the tension grow in his back and shoulders, his struggle evident. I placed my hand gently on his shoulder, trying my best to reassure him. I could feel his breathing hitch slightly at my touch; his response was all I needed to reassure me I was doing the right thing. My touch was welcomed. I leaned my head on his back, wrapping my hands around his waist. I longed to take away his pain; I hated seeing anyone this upset. She wasn't worth his time. He said so himself- he's never found a woman worth changing plans for. Maybe he meant since her, I can't be sure. I am, however, hoping to show him that, one day, that woman might be me. ****** Jeanie is a spunky assistant living in Atlanta. With a spotty past and a knack for telling it like it is, she's found herself stuck with a string of dead-end jobs and nothing to show for her sacrifices. She had always been an over-emotional, over-thinking, anxiety filled woman. The last 13 years of her life consisted of fear until, one day, it didn't. She took her life back. With the start of a new job, she moved thousands of miles from her home- from her past. Join her as she discovers the most important relationship she'll ever have- the one with herself. *This story contains mature situations and lots of swearing, proceed with caution. Please comment and vote!!Concluída
Transmigration of Starfire: Let's Have Some Fun~
Starfire: The top assassin feared by all, with a side hobby as an anonymous hacker who no one knew about - not even the organisation she worked for. Who would have thought she was the short, always-smiling, blonde girl who seemed to have no care in life and was always just looking for fun? And yes, if you are wondering "was?" That's because she died. ----------------------------------------------------------------------- [So yes, you are dead. I am a top system who helped you, and now you will be going from world to world to complete quests and-] The system was cut off from its listings as Starfire laughed. "Really?~ That sounds like a lot of fun. I accept!" She said with a grin that took the system aback. [But I didn't even...] "Mhm?" She rose a brow and the system just went silent, deciding to sulk in its mind instead. {She didn't even allow me to tell her the reward she gets after...} If it could, it would have gone to a dark corner in the space to crouch there and sulk. {I couldn't even brag about myself and how powerful I am to bring her from the dead...} ------------------------------------------------------------------------- Join Starfire as she journeys on... just for fun. Oh, right, I almost forgot! The "Head" is trying to get her to attain something, and an amused stalke- spectator appeared who might be her friend or foe. Be prepared for a dash of humor, action, world-hopping, mystery, and well... fun! Trigger warning: I shouldn't have to say this, but there will be mentions of death and dark humor here as is expected in transmigration/reincarnation stories. ------------------------------------------------------------------------ This is my original story and should not be copied. The pictures aren't mine. - Tennyliz.
SimpleMinded
"You can't do nothing for yourself?" She shakes her head while looking at her feet, "Look at me and answer me with your words." She slowly looks up, "N-No S-Sir." I walk pass her and she keeps her head down, "Don't just stand there, follow me. I'm taking you back, I didn't sign up for this. I was told to watch over a woman, but I wasn't told that the woman couldn't do anything for herself. Your basically a kid in a grown woman body." I look back at her from the corner of my eye and see a tear sliding down her face. "Are you crying? Why? You couldn't have gotten attached that quick." She keeps her head down and I groan, "Ugh, please stop crying." She wipes her face and sniffle, "Why are you crying?" "Because the old man promised me that you would take care of me. He lied to me, you're taking me back to that place." I throw my head back and close my eyes shut. By old man she means my father. "Okay, okay, okay. Stop crying, I'm not taking you back." ££££££££££££££££££££££££££££££££££££££££££££££££ Niall Andrews is the son of a man who saves people that have been kidnapped. These people go missing from days to years. Niall is building up his own company to compete against his dad. As soon as Niall company starts growing, his father pushes a woman on him to take care of. Haven Posh has been in a basement since she was a baby. She was kidnapped months after she was born. Niall's dad is the person to find Haven and save her, but none of Haven family are around for her to go back to. Not only that, Haven can't do anything for herself. The only thing she can do is clean herself and read, but don't know what any of the words mean or what she's reading. What happens when Haven ends up in Niall's care? Cover By: @ihavenocluesooConcluída
Being a Tsundere Girl's Butler
The woman who called herself a goddess summoned me to her after I died and sent me to a medieval-like world to be reincarnated, saying that she didn't want me to be reborn on Earth, which was supposedly her world. Everything was normal so far, but why is the name of the system that the goddess was supposed to give me as part of the deal we made* after I was reborn, the butler system? Anyway, I'll forgive the goddess for choosing such a beautiful mother for me. Ehehehehe, luckyy... It's time to breastfeed. ------- one year later Huh, it was bound to happen. If you ignore something as important as cleaning a wound before dressing it, of course it will fester. What can a simple village apothecary do with a huge wound so close to the heart? It's too late... What the fuck is the green light coming from the old woman's hand ! ? ------- four years later "I want you to be my personal butler, Yuto." Isn't that supposed to be a choice, you little bitch? How can you say it's a free choice when there's a man behind me waiting to kill me the moment I refuse? Should I use my teleport ability to get out of here? [ Your five-year term has expired, please become a real butler as soon as possible if you wish to continue using the system ] There's a lot of pressure on me... What the hell, I'm just gonna be a little butler, what's the most I can be? Patreon/OLD_storage ------ Arc I- reincarnation / 1~12 Arc II- Being a Butler / 13~35 Arc III- Blessing / 36~41 Arc IV- a noble... / 42~54 Arc V- An ordinary? day for the Ironblood family / 55~71 Arc VI- Puclic auction and banquet night / 72~116 Arc VII- The Emperor level training battle / 117~130 Arc VIII- Separation / 131~150 Arc IX- The ruthless hunter of the dark seas / 151~???Concluída
![But You Can Call Me Gotham (#JustWriteIt #FreshStart) [COMPLETED]](https://img.wattpad.com/cover/48826730-256-k290830.jpg)
Guns, revenge and buildings to bomb, what could go wrong? ✮ He came in, gun held out in front of him in one hand while the other was resting on his hip where a sharp dagger gleamed in the light. "Come on out little girl, why not make this easier for both of us. The agency you ran away from just want to have a little talk, that's all." She scoffed internally. Yeah right. Then the footsteps ceased. She peeked to the right, then to the left. Neither direction showed any sign of the intruder. She looked up in front of her and gasped, the glint of steel and smell of death as overwhelming as it was adrenaline inducing, exciting. "Boo." ✮ Murder, accidents, assassinations. Call it what you will, it's all the same, all has the same life breaking, mind shattering consequences - be it for the victim or the bystander. It had shaped Alex in a way no one should be. Broken down and rebuilt into the perfect soldier, one who had the power to change the world, to fight battles that would either make or break the carefully constructed vision we all live in. The only small, minute, really unimportant detail - it's pretty hard to get into a government classified site when you're 15 years old and have a rag-tag team of double-crossing back-stabbers behind you. Not to mention the threat of a world war and ghost hanging above your head. Armed with sarcasm, wit, and a hell of a lot of aggressive intentions, it won't be too long till a sticky situation is all that's ahead of you. Sometimes, running head-first into a situation isn't the best idea. Instead, you gotta play a game. A deadly game where either you have all the pieces on the board, or you have nothing. [previously known as Espionage: double-cross] Thanks for reading :)
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