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The Heroes of Baldur's Gate... and Me

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Time 7h 36m

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I watch Tav as she strides through camp, her fiery red hair flowing around her shoulders, sunlight glistening off her golden breastplate. She is strong, determined, and brave. The whole camp love her, the men tripping over themselves to be close to her, ready to follow her into battle at a moments notice. She is beautiful, the epitome of grace.... What a bitch

I shake my head, ashamed at my petty thoughts. Jealousy has always been a weakness of mine. But I cannot help but compare myself to Tav, everything I am not.

Surely there was a mistake? Why would the Dream Visitor help me? A 36 year old mother, her adventuring days behind her? I'm just a regular person, a nobody? What benefit could I possibly bring to this group of incredible heroes? There has definitely been a big mistake.All Rights Reserved

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The Stars Are Beautiful - Wattys Winner 2019 by evereros

THE STARS ARE BEAUTIFUL - Recipient of Wattpad Watty's 2019 Award OF ALL THE PARTS of me that fell in love with her, my memory won in the end. It loved her when I was only a grain of sand being scrawled into a map of possibility; before I knew my own name or the sound of my mother's voice, my memory locked with the most beautiful laughter between heartbeats and fate. Years after her Soft Goodbye, my memory is still a begging child, constantly tugging for a revival. And while the image of her remains evergreen within my mind, the world has grown quieter without her, and, in a way, so have I. When someone you love dies, that's exactly what happens, and with a resilient memory such as mine, I'm only left with a double-edged choice: remember to keep her memory alive inside of me or forget and be forever restless with this void. Both have consequences that I may suffer in defeat. This kind of alone is far different. This kind of alone has taught me I was once a cosmic kid fighting for falling skies, burned-out stars, and trails of dust. There is so little magic without her. There is so little fight within me. But still, my heart beats. It dreams. It wonders. And most dangerous of all, it hopes, because, despite its smallness, this hope is still a great something.

Goodbye Astarion [Astarion X NB Tav] by ItsFinnleyMan

Astarion ascended just like he wanted. Tav helped just like he asked. People change just like they were warned. Fair warning: Ascended Astarion is the villain, Tav frequently disassociates and justifies Astarion's behavior to themselves and the other companions. Domestic violence is implied but not depicted out-right. Verbal abuse is kept to a minimum. Two major characters will die eventually. An alternative epilogue at Withers' party. Still in progress but I feel inspired and it's a short one. I will probably update frequently I haven't written fanfiction in 11 years. Go easy on me lol Finally, this work has been cross-posted here and on AO3. These are the only places I have published it, if you're reading this somewhere else it's been stolen.

Mirror by Minnsta

On the brink of self-destruction, Leila struggles to stay afloat with little to no time before she's devoured by her conniving mind. In an effort to save herself once and for all, Leila stands against her strongest obstacle: herself. *** "It was only ever us!" They screamed "When everyone looked the other way; when they turned a blind eye on your tears, on your blood-I was there! I saved you! I saved us!" "No, that's not...stop talking," I pleaded, every word adding more pressure around my head. Draven's breath, suddenly inches away from my face, burned the surface of my skin. "Stop lying to yourself and accept reality for once. You and I both know you'd be dead without me. You should be thanking me. I did everything for you." I snapped my eyes to theirs-furious yet overflowing with disappointment. "You'd be dead without me," I seethed through clenched teeth and furrowed eyebrows. "That's the only reason you ever "helped" me stay alive." *** This story contains sensitive and triggering material. Please read at your own risk.

Tethered By Lust by harlowxxwrites

It's not worth it anymore. The fighting, the hurt, the beatings. It was never going to be worth it. But for love...well love makes you stupid. And I loved him with all my heart. I met the real man who would save me. Like how Bell was saved from Gaston. Except she lived the high life and didn't fear for her existence after her first encounter. After my first encounter with Axel, and a dreamy one-night stand. The only option for me was to stay away from him and keep to Marcus. But Marcus is destroying me. *** "Don't you dare tell me how easy it is to leave and abusive relationship when you've never been in one, Axel!" Tears poured down my cheeks and all I wanted to do in that moment was crawl into the same hole I should never have crawled out from and die. "And I was heartbroken, and scared and anxious. I was worried and I felt weak, and I had no idea how I was ever going to come up with the strength. But I just closed my eyes and took a blind leap. I found you, Cordilia and I'll be dammed if I let that asshole take you away from me."

Running From The Wolves ✅COMPLETED ✅ by thedevilsdaughter300

"This is the story of Hazel..a tale I tell to others...a tale not many know of.. Such a loving child with her brother. So bright and full of life. Yes she was." A thundering night of rain and lighting consumed the night, as she took shelter in her room with her brother. They were so little. Too little to know the up coming death they'd find. The death of their dear mother. By who you may ask? Well shouldn't you read to know? Slowly loosing her self every second and everyone around..will she be able to find happiness once more? Or will her intoxicating memories pull her away from that path. Stepping into a pack unknowingly her life and walls start to crumble. Her thoughts may have worsen or have been at ease but that's for you to read and figure out. Will her missing brother ever be found..and will she ever finally be set free. Free from the wolves she runs from? As the story unfolds, secret are also told so hold tight..it'll be a long dangerous ride. Gore⚠️⚠️ Not all cute stuff...at all⚠️ Mistakes:)🥲 I do respond to comments :D [check the hashtags for more insight]

Hate You Not by Arin_Meadow

After losing her memories to a tragic event she doesn't remember, she is left with a brother and blur fragments of her past to live with. Malvina is determined to live life forward rather than dwelling on the past. A set life plan and her beloved brother by her side, she doesn't need much from life. Enters a mysterious, dark-eyes stranger who treats her like the most precious treasure, but why? Adrian Reed knows one thing in life, his Malvina and he will do anything to have her back. It's a past they both share but only one remembers. How will they overcome this distance? Join Adrian and Malvina's story of love and hate and passion. MALVINA ASHFORD: I closed the closet door with all the skeletons in it, locked it, and left it in the bottom of the ocean, now I have only one purpose - to protect my brother. My life was fine until he arrived in it, with the key to the closet along with him. Wreaked havoc on my mind and heart and kept me craving for more. ADRIAN REED: I want her. I have wanted her since she came into my life ten years ago. There are memories she doesn't remember, and I cannot forget. She hated me, but that hate was blur under her forgotten memories. This time I won't make a mistake. I will make her fall in love with me. When love meets secrets and pasts meets present, old stories are revived. Is that it? Are they the only players in this game or are they both being played? Join the journey of Malvina and Adrian, discover lies, secrets and hidden love. [UPDATE EVERY SATURDAY] FOLLOW ME ON INSTAGRAM FOR UPDATES RELATED TO THE BOOK. LINK IN MY BIO.

HIS DEMAND by shawsoni

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The Sorceress of Moonlight: A New Dawn in Baldur's Gate by TalesByBronzena

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The Stars Are Beautiful - Wattys Winner 2019 cover

Goodbye Astarion [Astarion X NB Tav] cover

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Hate You Not cover

HIS DEMAND cover

Better Kept Secret cover

As the Ash Settles cover

The Sorceress of Moonlight: A New Dawn in Baldur's Gate cover

The Stars Are Beautiful - Wattys Winner 2019

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