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Elodie's life changes at the turn of a doorknob when she is forced into joining a secret organization that claims to be protecting the Earth from aliens. But with every step she takes, she finds the organization, or the facility, as they call it, becoming more and more suspicious. When a mysterious death occurs, revealing a well-concealed secret, things quickly go downhill as humanity's future is placed on the shoulders of a single gaggle of teenagers. *** I hear a sigh from the other side of the door, "Miss. Chaucer, you have a wonderful opportunity here, are you going to take it or not?" Now, I am seriously confused, "Opportunity?" She takes advantage of my befuddled state and shoves the door open. Shit. The corners of her mouth pull up, and it's so unnatural, it takes me a moment to realize she's smiling. Major plastic surgery? Probably. Click. Did she just lock the door? She locked the door! I spring towards the house phone, dusty from years of doing absolutely nothing, so I can call the police. I don't make it. Halfway there, I trip on my own pant-leg and face plant on the floor. The woman steps over me and retrieves the phone. She looks at it as if it's a foreign object, "This won't be necessary. All I want to do is talk to you." For some reason, instead of screaming, I stay silent. She smiles and pulls out a chair from the kitchen table for me to sit on. When I don't sit, she says, "If you want to know what's going on, then sit." I think about it for a moment. She hasn't hurt me yet, and I have to admit, I am quite curious as to what's going on. So, call me stupid, but I sit down. "I am from a space organization that protects civilians from . . . outside threats." *** Beautiful cover made by @mahana258! HR: 203 in science fiction (5/8/18) Completed on August 15th, 2018 (Indian independence day!) *******This is not a zombie novelConcluída
𝟏𝐔𝐏 ᝰ ᵏ ᵇᵃᵏᵘᵍᵒ ✓
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Emotional Writings Dump
Sooooo this is gunna be out here, my first Wattpad booky. Y'all just a warning, (even tho you can probably tell by the description already) I write, A LOT so if you're bored and got some time, come on down! Disclaimer, this booky boi has no plot or order buuutttt maybe there's a time line? This book is pretty much a dump of writings that I make for myself from time to time. I don't often put a date with them but it is what it is. Some of them were during the summer before my first year of high school. Others are just strong feelings I've faced at one point in this year. Lots are probably just me writing about when I had someone I loved in my life. Keep in mind any new chapters or addings are probably here because I'm facing that junk in life rn. But yeah, lots of writings are kinda sad so if you're not looking to be in a sad child mood then I recommend a skips on this bookaru. I'm not on Wattpad to much, only to check on my fan girl things, (but I'm often in dead fandoms) and look for cool comics n stuff, so this book might get ignored until I find something to complain about in like, five months. Y'all this a big warning, I didn't really spell check this child and I'm kinda cringing right now, realizing how stupid this book is gunna be but my notes are getting full. Also most of these might be incomplete cuz even on a rampage, my fire just burns out and suddenly I get writers block (but mostly it's probably cuz I write loads of these at like three am). I'll probably add some little authors note at the end because I'm scared and because these are like, extremely personal. (Fr they probably got the names of real human peoples in them but no one will ever find mine booketh). Another Disclaimer; this book is not intended in anyway to be of use or of advice to anyone about anything, this book is pretty much just storage.... I started this book baby on : 9/4/18 An I done finished this o boi on : ion know yet, probably never. Sike it be done on : 9/23/18Concluída
❤︎︎ 𝑳𝑶𝑽𝑬 𝑻𝑶𝑼𝑪𝑯 ➳ᴵᶻᵁᴷᵁ ᴹᴵᴰᴼᴿᴵʸᴬ ❤︎︎
𝖳𝗁𝗂𝗌 𝗂𝗌 𝖺𝗇 𝖨𝗓𝗎𝗄𝗎 𝖬𝗂𝖽𝗈𝗋𝗂𝗒𝖺 𝗑 FEM!𝖱𝖾𝖺𝖽𝖾𝗋 𝖻𝖾𝖼𝖺𝗎𝗌𝖾 𝗁𝖾'𝗌 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝖻𝖾𝗌𝗍 𝖨 𝗐𝗂𝗅𝗅 𝗇𝗈𝗍 𝗎𝗌𝖾 𝖺𝗇𝗒 𝗌𝗁𝗂𝗉𝗌 𝗂𝗇 𝗍𝗁𝗂𝗌 𝖻𝗈𝗈𝗄 𝗇𝖾𝗂𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗋 𝖽 𝗈 𝖨 𝗐𝖺𝗇𝗍 𝗍𝗈 𝗍𝖺𝗅𝗄 𝖺𝖻𝗈𝗎𝗍 𝖺𝗇𝗒. 𝖯𝗅𝖾𝖺𝗌𝖾 𝗋𝖾𝗌𝗉𝖾𝖼𝗍 𝗍𝗁𝖺𝗍! 𝖨𝖿 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝗁𝖺𝗏𝖾 𝖺𝗇𝗒 𝗂𝖽𝖾𝖺𝗌 𝗁𝗈𝗐 𝗍𝗈 𝗆𝖺𝗄𝖾 𝗍𝗁𝗂𝗌 𝗌𝗁𝗂𝗍 𝖻𝖾𝗍𝗍𝖾𝗋 𝖽𝗈𝗇'𝗍 𝗁𝖾𝗌𝗂𝗍𝖺𝗍𝖾 𝗍𝗈 𝗍𝖾𝗅𝗅 𝗆𝖾! 𖡡 ALL THE PICS I WILL USE ARE NOT MINE 𖡡 ✒︎𝚜𝚝𝚊𝚛𝚝𝚎𝚍: 𝟷𝟶/𝟸𝟶/𝟸𝟶𝟸𝟸 𝚘𝚛 𝟸𝟶.𝟷𝟶.𝟸𝟶𝟸𝟸 ➳𝚎𝚗𝚍𝚎𝚍: 𝟷/𝟸/𝟸𝟶𝟸𝟹 𝚘𝚛 𝟶𝟸.𝟶𝟷.𝟸𝟶𝟸𝟹 ╰⋯➤ 𝐞𝐣𝐢𝐬𝐮𝐤𝐢 ☆ﾟ.*･｡ﾟConcluída![<FORSAKEN ONESHOTS [CLOSED] >](https://img.wattpad.com/cover/402707985-256-k104655.jpg)
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< This is just a side gig really, I much prefer full works, this is just for scrapped plots, ideas, and ideas I have which I can't extend to being a full book! >Concluída
𝗔 𝗣𝗿𝗼𝗺𝗶𝘀𝗲 𝗜 𝗖𝗮𝗻 𝗞𝗲𝗲𝗽 ✔︎ | I. Midoriya x Fem!reader
Just a normal love story of how two strangers met then fell in love. [ 𝙘𝙤𝙢𝙥𝙡𝙚𝙩𝙚𝙙 ] ⚠︎⚠︎⚠︎ ✍︎ I do not own any of the characters of my hero academia/boku no hero academia. They all belong to Kohei Horikoshi :D ✍︎ I do not own any of the pictures/gifs/videos I use unless I say so. ✍︎ contains swear words mostly because of Y/n and Bakugou. ✍︎ recommendable for readers with she/her pronouns.Concluída
Elodie's life changes at the turn of a doorknob when she is forced into joining a secret organization that claims to be protecting the Earth from aliens. But with every step she takes, she finds the organization, or the facility, as they call it, becoming more and more suspicious. When a mysterious death occurs, revealing a well-concealed secret, things quickly go downhill as humanity's future is placed on the shoulders of a single gaggle of teenagers. *** I hear a sigh from the other side of the door, "Miss. Chaucer, you have a wonderful opportunity here, are you going to take it or not?" Now, I am seriously confused, "Opportunity?" She takes advantage of my befuddled state and shoves the door open. Shit. The corners of her mouth pull up, and it's so unnatural, it takes me a moment to realize she's smiling. Major plastic surgery? Probably. Click. Did she just lock the door? She locked the door! I spring towards the house phone, dusty from years of doing absolutely nothing, so I can call the police. I don't make it. Halfway there, I trip on my own pant-leg and face plant on the floor. The woman steps over me and retrieves the phone. She looks at it as if it's a foreign object, "This won't be necessary. All I want to do is talk to you." For some reason, instead of screaming, I stay silent. She smiles and pulls out a chair from the kitchen table for me to sit on. When I don't sit, she says, "If you want to know what's going on, then sit." I think about it for a moment. She hasn't hurt me yet, and I have to admit, I am quite curious as to what's going on. So, call me stupid, but I sit down. "I am from a space organization that protects civilians from . . . outside threats." *** Beautiful cover made by @mahana258! HR: 203 in science fiction (5/8/18) Completed on August 15th, 2018 (Indian independence day!) *******This is not a zombie novel
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