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The Orphan

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Unwanted in a world of selfish and power-hungry people. I had never known who my parents were- or are. All I know is that they passed a gift. One that I may use to seek revenge on the people who killed them. But one problem, do I lead a war out of vengeance, or sacrifice myself and all of Torlea in the process?All Rights Reserved

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Reborn by Darkest_Rose

Standing on the path, my life flashed before my eyes. The gun directed at me, went off. I could see the flash and the bullet coming straight for me, but I'm frozen to the spot I'm standing, unable to move or think clearly. It only registered with me that the bullet pierced my skin when my body impacted on the cold wet cement. Lying there I could hear my heartbeat slow as my blood flowed from my body. That's when I heard it, footsteps getting closer til a man face appeared in front of me. But my vision is too blurry to see him clearly. That' s when he spoke, "You will be reborn. I'm giving you a second chance.You are not my beloved so you will wake up a soulless killer with no remorse and a burning desire for blood. I can't give you a normal life but I'm giving you the chance for revenge. I can't tell you what to expect because I don't know myself. I have no idea why I'm changing you but something is telling me it is not you're time to die" I had no idea what he' s talking about, well not til I woke up. That night Ivy died and what was reborn is something dark and dangerous. He was right, I am a soulless monster. I have no remorse for the blood I shed. Not when it gets me closer to having my revenge.

Slay My Soul by CassidyRoseNZ

There once was a girl who had a little curl right in the middle of her forehead, and when she was good she was very, very good, but when she was bad, she was horrid. Ok admittedly I don't have a curl, and I don't plan on being horrid. I plan to be their worst fucking nightmare. They took the love of my life from me, and they have broken me more than any of their previous attempts could ever dream to. But the jokes on them. My pain is my gain, and I will use it to destroy them. I will solve the prophecy and end this ridiculous power struggle. I will watch their blood fall to the swing of my sword, and I will do it with a smile on my face. My only concern is what will be left of me once the bodies fall. My inner darkness is a crazy, bloodthirsty bitch that enjoys wreaking havoc. I'm not sure that's quite what the Fate's had in mind as their champion and future queen. Meh, fuck it. Let the chips fall where they may. This is the final book in the Pieces of Me trilogy. This is not a stand-alone. Please note this is a reverse harem/ why choose book. Please read the trigger warnings inside. Explicit content R18 readers.

Rebirth of theQueen:I have only me by VijayaLaxmiDas

ln my previous life, all me is Love, Kindness, Friendship ,Innocence but it only leaves me heartbreak, cruelty, enmity,stained.Even my death is painful. I askedGod why l can't live like an ordinary person and know I only want to trample them those who used and throw me and I'm hopelessly died but now God give me rebirth .Now with my past talent and my superpowers I will make their life living hell a and make myself a Queen.Can she really becomes a Queen in her life with golden fingers or surrond herself with fire in the fire of rage in the revenge and love game. Hey guys, this story is my fantasy. So the characters ,Places and some of the matters in these stories were listened or imaginations.so don't think I'm a liar.I want a female protagonist like this.

The Wish of a Broken Heart by LovelyLotus84

They say, "Be careful what you wish for." They say, "There's truth to every story." They say, "Karma's a B***h." A heart's wish is a powerful thing. But magic doesn't exist. Or so I thought. Now, a troll has found me. ************* Cara I can't... It hurts... Why? Am I not good enough? Not pretty enough? What did I do to be betrayed like this? I feel numb except for the gaping hole in my chest. The darkness starts creeping in. I wish... Heavens how I wish... Friday June 13th I don't know when, how, or why I ended up where I am, but here I am. As insane as it sounds, I am no longer on earth. I think. Maybe I'm dead. Or maybe I'm in a coma! One where I can feel a hell of a lot of pain and new scents are being created? Maybe, just maybe, I should have listened to Grandmother's crazy stories of magic in our blood and being careful what we wish for. They don't sound so crazy anymore. All I know is I'm on the ground, can't move, staring up at an impossibly blue sky through broken branches of trees I've never seen before. That's saying a lot. Botany is my favorite hobby. I think I have internal bleeding from falling through the three-story tall trees like a pinball. My only regrets are knowing my Mum will be in a panic, won't quit searching, and my sweet American Pit Bull Terrier, Nimuë, fell through with me. ************* Tavirian Our laws are clear. If we find any creature wounded past the point of healing, we kill them. It's a mercy. We've gotten a reputation for being ruthless and cannibalistic because of it. Hundreds of years ago, perhaps, but not anymore. I'm still a monster. I'm on my ancestral pilgrimage to present the spirits with my potential brides. I'm not thrilled with my options. My mate is out there, but the elders are pushing me to take one of our Tribe. When we come across a nearly dead, tiny human and her creature, I can't kill them. Especially now. I can use the pilgrimage to save them for now, but I'll need help.

Don't Hold Me Back (Langst) by GayPhanKidofHades419

Don't Hold Me Back Langst *TRIGGER WARNING SELF HARM, DEPRESSION, TORTURE, REJECTION, ETC. DO NOT READ IF YOU GET EASILY TRIGGERED* I'm no good here. I'm just not ready for war. I just want this to be over. They wouldn't miss me if I was gone. But I try, I truly do, I try to be a good Paladin. And a Good Friend. But I have Secrets. Secrets and pain. But they don't need to know my problems. They don't care. But can they prove me wrong? Or will I get a new family? We'll see in this sad Langst Fan Fiction. (Klangst, Lancelot. I'm so sorry for doing this.) Disclamer: I don't own Voltron. I also don't own the Drawing, i just edited the words onto it. I own the plot. That's it I think. **edit** I changed the plot a little bit. Hehe

Discovering [COMPLETED] by Idgafl

Having a bear as a best friend was good for the long run, but it's turned into being a disaster. I lost my entire family to war. The bear that I had spent my entire life with has betrayed me. And now I have to leave what I've learned in the past two or three months to get answers from a place that might not even exist. Will it all really be worth it? I'm putting my friends lives in danger because they chose to help me with my mysterious and torturous life. What more could possibly go wrong? Did I mention that I now have a giant killer pet wolf? Oops. {EDITING}

The Ballad of The Amberstone by Atticus_Angelozzi

If you're like me, you're tired-tired of being told you're ordinary, tired of doing the same thing that everyone else is doing, tired of the countless books, movies, and stories that imprint the idea that only The Chosen One can change the world while the rest of us are forced to watch from the sidelines. If you're like me, then you're also not The Chosen One. But wouldn't you like to be? If you were given the chance to be The Chosen One, wouldn't you take it? What if you knew it was a stone-cold lie? My journey unfolds on a secret island located somewhere between the end of the road and the middle of nowhere. Upon arrival, the inhabitants believed I was Gabriel-the prophet of the prophecy destined to save the island of Concordia from an extinction-level civil war. There's just one problem: I am not Gabriel. But that didn't stop me from stealing the mantle of The Chosen One for myself, unprepared for the consequences this lie would unfold and ill-equipped for what being The Chosen One really means. What followed was an epic clash of culture, values, and heart as each of the five divided Kingdoms of Concordia tried to convince me that their way of life was best. Can I fool them and fulfill the prophecy of Gabriel, or will my lie ignite the greatest war in the island's history.

A Dangerous Choice by FeatherFall_Med_Cat

It's been weeks since my death, my soul automatically began to form a new body for me. Of course I have to grow over time, Nightmare is gone but new dangers stir around every corner. Having the power to create life can also destroy it without knowing it, this I learned the hard way. *disclaimer*: I do not own the art credit goes to its rightful owner. *heads up*: the animatronics in this book have the ability to bleed and die as well as I'm adding that animatronics do rear young and stuff but instead of it being like normal ppl and such for example say marionette were to raise a baba she wouldn't birth it the normal way it is birthed via power that way I ain't making the books disgusting and such anyways enjoy.

Hollow by Amsrarsma

My life is a flat piece of paper, filled with scribbles and sketches done by others. I have a pencil, but no eraser to create space to write. I see the paper, but have no will to grab ahold of it. What good is it to have opportunities, when people already expect you to make certain choices before you even made a decision? **** Having Bellatrix Lestrange and Rudolphus Lestrange as your parents means that you took part in a lottery and got the most fucked up reward. Even with the two stuck in Azkaban, and having been raised in an orphanage because my mother dumped me there, doesn't mean that I've ever had the choice to be who I wanted to be. I want to say that I am strong and I can overcome the others' prejudices, that I can make my own path. But it's hard. Everyone expects me to be a killer. A coldblooded Death-Eater. They might be right. My name is Creux Lestrange. And that is all that I know for certain about me. Started: January, 2022 Finished: January, 2022 I do not own any pictures and characters except my own.

Fated Chronicle Clash by SeekerSeanTey

What would you do when all you hold dear is at stake? Fate has never been kind to any soul, so what would you do in the face of it, as it shows up at your door? Follow it to the unknown? Or would you stand firm to fight and overcome it? The fates of the chosen ones intertwine to learn about their long-forgotten powers and recover their lost memories to face the impending doom upon them.

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Reborn

Standing on the path, my life flashed before my eyes. The gun directed at me, went off. I could see the flash and the bullet coming straight for me, but I'm frozen to the spot I'm standing, unable to move or think clearly. It only registered with me that the bullet pierced my skin when my body impacted on the cold wet cement. Lying there I could hear my heartbeat slow as my blood flowed from my body. That's when I heard it, footsteps getting closer til a man face appeared in front of me. But my vision is too blurry to see him clearly. That' s when he spoke, "You will be reborn. I'm giving you a second chance.You are not my beloved so you will wake up a soulless killer with no remorse and a burning desire for blood. I can't give you a normal life but I'm giving you the chance for revenge. I can't tell you what to expect because I don't know myself. I have no idea why I'm changing you but something is telling me it is not you're time to die" I had no idea what he' s talking about, well not til I woke up. That night Ivy died and what was reborn is something dark and dangerous. He was right, I am a soulless monster. I have no remorse for the blood I shed. Not when it gets me closer to having my revenge.