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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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.
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~???Zakończone
Such The Liar Painted Me
This is a #TeenFictionAnotherYearShortStory entry. --- Believe me, when adulting takes place, you forget your naïve little side instantly and are ready to fit yourself in the big boots. But let's say, it's too soon for Olivia Dee. For her, graduation was a ceremony, a consummation of all the misery and guilt she had had to bear, of which none whispered-and she finally had the chance to leave it all behind. But the world's twisted, right? What if...I say, she has to relive all her past memories--that nasty first kiss, to be labelled a troublemaker, to be accused of things she could never imagine ever doing? Sadly, this is not her decision to make. A day after her graduation, she wakes up to face her senior year again. She knows that she had completed her education, she spends hours yelling about it on everyone's face. But at the end, she has to go to college again with one question--how does she even return back in time? But this time, all she has to do is grapple with a recurring dream, try to eliminate all the dark spots in her senior year and find out the reason of this travel back in time. Yet one thing's for sure, she hasn't travelled back in time. I give you my word. I know. There are numerous black-outs, sudden falls, chills, drama and a whole different system of cheating, drugs, revenge and a famous Queen sister, who is, mysteriously, now not famous at all. Watch her swim and drown, as she struggles between her reality and to keep up with her past struggles again, literally. Meanwhile, there's one context she never understands: Death undoes anything. *** Credit to @cattown_graphics She is a real darling, and managed to present me this cover at a very short notice. I'm so grateful!Zakończone
Playing With Fire & Ice
Imagine getting married to your childhood friend. You create a lovely life together. He has a dream to be a billionare but that leads to late nights working. But you stand by him through it all. When you go to tell him something he screams at you to get out. That you're a whore. The following week your signing divorce paper. This is a exact recount of what happened to Effie Young. But instead of sitting around and moping about it. She decides to move on with her life and became the top business mogul in the state of Georgia. With a mask of coldness to the world, she shelters her heart and her emotions as she lives in a life of humbleness. So what happens when years later the past comes hurdling back in her life. Will old flames rekindle or will the cold overwhelm the warmth.Zakończone
Ten Million Dollars Mission
To attain money and her life back, she is ready to seduce the big shots! ---- "So, I am dead for real?" Her brows wrinkled. "Yes, sort of. But you can return if you accept my offer-" "No" Without listening to the rest, she declined promptly. Stunning the man. "At least, hear me out-" "No" The woman shook her head. "I don't even know if I were poor or not. Why would I want to live the unknown life again? Sorry, I am not playing your little game" She scoffed. Giving up on the opportunity, which left the man at a loss for words. He sighed. "All right. You will get your life back, including the ten million dollars. Are you in or not?" The woman's eyes gleamed with bliss right away. "Yes! I am in!" A quick change of mood shocked the man. All she cared about was money! ~~~ With no memories of her life, she wakes up to a man offering the chance to live again; but under one condition where she has to succeed the missions in the system he created. He calls her 'L' and vows to give the share of money if she achieves the task which is to charm big shots and swindle them! {The novel is pure fiction. It contains no intention to ruin the image of organizations mentioned in the novel. My first language is not English. There may be mistakes in the chapters. I apologize for those in advance.}![Forever Fighting | ✔️ | [previously Espionage: double-cross]](https://img.wattpad.com/cover/266180136-256-k887286.jpg)
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 :)Zakończone
Helplessly Falling For Mr. Hunter
"I should be allowed." He says with gritted teeth. His voice filled with something. A thing a lot like desire that brings me back to crazy reality. A reality where we are tangled up against each other. "You should be al...-" A gasp escapes my mouth as he lifts me up or rather goes further low for me. His hands, back on my waist. Face buried in the crook of my neck, he inhales into my skin. Still inhaling he lets out a manly groan that I feel everywhere, in places I didn't know existed. The places that come to life because of him. "I should be allowed to touch you." He rasps in my neck. My back arches up and I close my eyes at his declaration. At his domination. At his intoxication. "You should be allowed to touch me." I insist. Brain empty. Because I can't think right now. He lifts his head up then, I notice his eyes have gone darker. His features have gone wilder. Representing an untamed animal in a way. ------------------------- Isabella Evans is your typical good girl who has a bit of a dark past. She's beautiful, kind, sweet, pure, innocent, naive, caring,...etc She always tries to see good in people. Gabriel William Hunter, CEO of Hunter Enterprises; is one of the most successful people around the world. Every girl in the city drools over him. Yet people say; ruthlessness, anger, arrogance are like his second names. But what if, Its all a cover up to his broken self? After all they also do say, don't judge a book by its cover right? What will happen when Isabella and Gabriel cross paths for the first time? WARNING: Story needs some MAJOR EDITING, so read it under your own risk. First few chapters are kinda crapy. PLEASE bear with me. But I swear that it gets better as you proceed into the story. HAPPY READING:)![But You Can Call Me Gotham (#JustWriteIt #FreshStart) [COMPLETED]](https://img.wattpad.com/cover/48826730-256-k290830.jpg)
But You Can Call Me Gotham (#JustWriteIt #FreshStart) [COMPLETED]
[rated mature for suicidal themes] "You're different from the others." "What gives you that impression?" "I feel comfortable around you." "Does that make me your friend?" "You may be special, but you can call me Gotham." -- She's a shady little girl, full of surprises. No one knows her real name. But she lets them call her Gotham. -- "I can do things." "Like what?" She stalled. How could she have done this? How could she have lost focus? "I've said too much." "No, you can trust me." "Did you ever hear that curiosity killed the cat?" -- She's a troubled little girl, full of hurt. No one knows what she feels inside. But someone is sucking her into a deep pit, and she doesn't know if she can get out. -- "I'm sorry." "For what?" "This." -- [COMPLETED] TRIGGER WARNING: includes eating disorders, depression, death/suicide.Zakończone
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.
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