A Guide to the Realms
- LECTURAS 85
- Votos 0
- Partes 10
Contenido adultoConcluida jue, jul 11, 202411m
A guide to the realms in stories made by me and some friends. I figured it'd be easier to describe them here than to rewrite the same things in every story
Todos los derechos reservados
Únete a la comunidad narrativa más grandeObtén recomendaciones personalizadas de historias, guarda tus favoritas en tu biblioteca, y comenta y vota para hacer crecer tu comunidad.
Quizás también te guste
Spiral of Ants
A series of oneshots from my OC lore, compiled mostly for a friend.
Chased by Life and Death
"She is a monster.", they said. Well, they are not wrong. I'm not a normal monster like the others from the nightmares. Whenever I go, I spread death and happiness. Weird huh? Most girls at my age have girlfriends and boyfriends, well not me. I hate everyone and I think they hate me back. Anyway, for now I had been sent to attend to this school but I have to help to some small things If I'm not destructive by my roommates and actually teammates. If they found out about my dark past, will they stay by my side or they will fear me like the others? Whatever they decide I will protect them from everyone. Especially from myself. *TW, violence, drugs, sexual content, reverse harem*Concluida
║⤠ 𝚌𝚑𝚛𝚘𝚗𝚒𝚌𝚕𝚎𝚜 𝚘𝚏 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚖𝚢𝚜𝚝𝚒𝚌 𝚍𝚎𝚒𝚝𝚒𝚎𝚜 ⤟ ║
║ welcome to my brainrot this is legit just a book all abt my OCs, specifically the Deities, bc they were taking up too many chapters in "the crow's journal" enjoy? ║Concluida
Ari's Reverse Harlem
*Hey guys this is my first time writing. All critiques are welcome! Please comment any suggestions so I can get better! Thanks for reading.* Ari has grown up sheltered. She didn't know that outside her pack there's unrest across America. Vampires are addicted to wolf's blood, Mages are addicted to power and Rogues are addicted to blood lust. Ari has a strong wolf, one that comes early. To everyone's surprise, she's a golden wolf. A golden wolf hasn't been seen in centuries. She's blessed with lunar magic, she can manipulate earth, water and gravity. Now everyone is expecting her to save the werewolf/lycan world. Once discovered, her and her pack realizes she's no longer safe. She is now a prize who many will kill over to have by their side or just kill to get out of their way. Follow Ari through her journey to discover and learn her new powers along with the men that will give their lives to make sure she's safe. *Medium burn *Sexual Content *Adult Language *ViolenceConcluida
Never Ending Lies ✔️
{EDITING PROCESS} *BOOK ONE OF TWO* When a high school student named Davina Smith faces her senior year after a tragedy in her family, suddenly finds herself appealed to the new kids in town. She never had an interest in befriending anyone besides her childhood friends Emma and Jackson, But these kids had something about them that just made them stick out. Maybe it wasint such a bad idea to expand her social life. What could go wrong? Right..? ~~~~~~~~~~~ Davina Smith, a 17 year old with trauma of losing those close to her from past experiences and losses, is soon appealed to the new kids in town. Or more like appealed to the attractive black haired, green eyed boy. She's never been the one to want to have a relationship. Is now the time? Xavier Witts, a 18 year old boy hiding a nothing more than a couple lies... or so he says. Xavier never wanted to get attached to someone he could lose. He never to wanted to go through that again. But what happens when suddenly that person fights against his measures of protection? What happens when that person is willing to risk their life just to be with him? Luckily he would do the same ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ "I don't know what to do Xavier..." I cry uncontrollably into his chest as he holds onto me for dear life. "I know love. I know." "I'm such a bother to yall." I choke out. "I'm so fucking weak. I can't even defend myself." Xavier's arms unwrap from my body, and his hands hold my teary face. "I'm a worthless h-human." Xavier furrows his eyebrows in pain. A tear of his own falling down his face. "No," he says shaking his head. "No. You've never been a bother to me. You aren't weak. And you most certainly aren't worthless." I gasp to breathe, and he continues talking. "What you are is an amazing person who hasn't let all of this crazy bullshit affect her. You handled it like a champ. What you are is a strong, brave being that has stood by my side." I breathe as he leans closer. "What you are, is the love of my life...."Concluida
Days (oneshots)
Random oneshots of little sections of the lives of different people living different lives and worlds/realities. Names mentioned here are all completely fictional. Some of these stories will be open-ended, so use your imagination on how it ends, or you can add on to them. A lot of the rituals and things that happen won't have much of an explanation (Sorry). They don't all end happily. That's all.Concluida
Teen Titans: New Beginnings (rewrite)
The team has been struggling for a while. New teammates are found. What will happen? Found out by reading. This is a rewrite of Teen Titans: New Beginnings. You do not have to read the other one to understand this one. Actually, if you read the other one it might be confusing. ***I do NOT own Teen Titans just most of the OCs. My friend gave me permission to use his OC***Concluida
Silent Heroes: Wildcat
"What the hell?" I took a step closer to the mirror, staring at my reflection in disbelief. The person looking back was still me, but at the same time it wasn't. I had the same thick, dark, curly hair. The same hazel eyes. The same olive skin with a light dusting of freckles (ugh) scattered across the bridge of my nose. But my curls were now streaked with highlights. And not the subtle, golden-brown ones that sometimes appeared during the summer. No, these were an aggressive, dazzling blond that went from the roots of my hair all the way to the tips. It looked like I had spent a full day getting my hair done in some upscale salon. Never mind that I had never set foot in such a place since the day I was born. My eyes appeared somehow wider and more luminous. The colour brighter, my eyelashes darker up against them. And, when I looked closely, my pupils seemed to be slitted almost like a cat. I looked down at my body. My skinny arms-which had always refused to gain any definition no matter how hard I exercised-were lined with flat, wiry muscles. My bony shoulders were now curved and smooth. My scrawny legs were toned like a dancer. I reached down and lifted my shirt, revealing two subtle lines running vertically down my perfectly flat stomach, hinting at the rock-hard abs underneath. My whole body was rippling with strength. Like liquid steel.Concluida
Pautas de Contenido