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DARK EYS

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fantasy mroczna romans romantasy wilki

Moje życie było zapisane w gwiazdach. Ludzie stali się sadystyczni i perfidni. Chcieli większej władzy. Dostali ją, ale za jaką cenę. Chaos sporządził na świecie.  Pomyśleli, że dadzą radę nas kontrolować. Stworzyli potwory, które łakną zemsty. Cały świat spłonie razem z nami. Staliśmy się odbiciem naszych stwórców. Stoję pośrodku chaosu musimy wybrać czy iść razem z nim czy przeciwko.  

Wojny stały się naszą codziennością, dopóki nie pojawiła się Daimond Shark Association organizacja, która przejęła władzę w mieście. 

Chronili nas, ale za jaką cenę a Ja miałam się przekonać, ile zapłacę za błąd.All Rights Reserved

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Peter pan's lost girl by MsSterling

Mermaids, beaches, fairies! this place is awesome. someone then snatched the book out my hands. "Mermaids? what is this crap?" I looked up to see Cynthia and her clique. "why do you carry this thing around with you all the time?" I stood up and held out my hand. "give it back." "why? it's not like you can read it, you're stupid." Her words didn't mean anything to me but those words are going to come back to me tonight and punch me in the face. "How old are you? aren't you like 16 and reading this children's book?" How long have you been here Michelle? Tears welled up in my eyes. I knew what was coming next. "answer me, hoe!" "10 years" I mumbled. "10 years and still haven't been adopted? that's sad. why are you still living? no one loves you. no one ever will. I bet your parents crashed their car on purpose just to get away from you." I had enough. I threw myself at her. I slammed my fists into her pretty face. then her clique joined in. I was outnumbered. Everything got blurry after the second kick. They continued and I blacked out.

The Cult Leader - (Classic Sans x Au Sanses) by LoloXtale

ᴄᴜʟᴛ*: ᴀ sᴍᴀʟʟ ʀᴇʟɪɢɪᴏᴜs ɢʀᴏᴜᴘ ᴛʜᴀᴛ ɪs ɴᴏᴛ ᴘᴀʀᴛ ᴏғ ᴀ ʟᴀʀɢᴇʀ ᴀɴᴅ ᴍᴏʀᴇ ᴀᴄᴄᴇᴘᴛᴇᴅ ʀᴇʟɪɢɪᴏɴ ᴀɴᴅ ᴛʜᴀᴛ ʜᴀs ʙᴇʟɪᴇғs ʀᴇɢᴀʀᴅᴇᴅ ʙʏ ᴍᴀɴʏ ᴘᴇᴏᴘʟᴇ ᴀs ᴇxᴛʀᴇᴍᴇ ᴏʀ ᴅᴀɴɢᴇʀᴏᴜs. Strange things that kept happening in a town with almost no inhabitants. And in that small village, rumors circulate quickly, a cult appeared about 2 years ago and despite 1 year of deadlock on the case, the police finally have a lead. Following the testimonies, each one more strange than the last, the justice system gradually understands that they are not dealing with someone who has little sens. And to add even more difficulty and strangeness, other people with sometimes questionable activities are added to the hunt for the Cult Leader. Between strange beliefs, lies, murder, sacrifice, strangeness and almost impossible love, how will Sans, the leader of the cult, try to escape justice and the people who are interested in him? Warning ⚠️: -Violence -Gore -Murder -Torture -Blood -Sexual abuse -Sex -Rape -Smut -Abuse of drugs and alcohol -Drugs -Kidnapping -Harassment -Tracking -Depression -Self-mutilation/scarification -Suicide -Verbal insults -Coarse/vulgar/colloquial/daring languages -Mental illness(es) The characters do not belong to me, same for the images. I am responsible for what I write but not for what you read. If you see content from these warnings that is too violent for you, give up reading. I don't want homophobic, or resentful comments in the comment section. Thank you for your understanding. _The Cult Leader - (Classic Sans x Au's Sanses)_ By : Loloxtale Happy reading my dear readers! [PS: Sorry for the spelling mistakes.]

Alan by Thierry42

The following story is the result of a game I played with a fellow writer, a fan of Fantasy and Manga. Basically, I offered to email him the beginning of a story. He would write the next part and send it back to me. I would write the next part, send it, and so on. But he didn't have enough time to take part in this little game. I then suggested that we write a story in the form of a serial and send the parts to each other by e-mail, once a week, for two months. My plan was to turn it into a summer mini-series. Caught up in the story, this attempt lasted through autumn, and winter, and was finished in spring. So, my first thanks go to you, Jeremy. I'd also like to thank the most diligent critic of my writing: Renault. Your corrections and comments were very relevant and were a great help. I hope that I will, at long last, be able to buy you a drink and discuss it with you face to face. As we haven't seen each other for more than five years, we probably won't even recognise one another anymore. Through my writing I have had the privilege of meeting a lot of different people, from all walks of life, but mostly waiters and waitresses in the (far too) numerous Brussels cafés, Exki, Pain Quotidien, and others, where I write, as well as the hotel staff in the Novotel, where I was living. I thank all of you for your kindness and the interest you showed in my stories. Writing is a solitary process, but has its rewards. I wish you all, through your reading, a life full of dreams and adventure.

The Moon of Secrets and Harmony by moonlantica

A stranger lands on the moon, worlds interact- chaos. Will they die, or survive? ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Notice: This is not copied, just a different point of view. (god I spell view as veiw so much) this is just a- idk, additional book of The Throne of Blood and Roses??? I'm friends with the creator, and uh- I'm not as good as writing as her. I'm Moonlantica, and my friend is DarkHyancith. I'm very thankful to her for all of this. Enjoy! :D ================================================================ Moon- Heck- 2ndbook- Comet- #785 11/18/20 #29 11/18/20 #39 11/18/20 #19 11/19/20 #397 11/20/20 #18 11/20/20 #22 11/20/20 #13 11/20/20 #10 12/12/20 =============================================================== Discontinued until further notice.

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Noblesse of the Dead [A Noblesse FanFiction]→Rewritten by MissNoir11

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