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Akiles - Winds and Water (In Progress)

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Time 4h 7m

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Falling... The sound of the wind passing him bursts his eardrums, but there was nothing to hear anyways. Varsha was sure his friends were dead anyways, and how he survived an insane air-plane explosion like that was beyond him. Hundreds of feet away from the surface of the ocean, he began to accept his rather lame fate - He always thought he would go out meaningfully but this was just the work of a crazed criminal- until through the crackles of the wind, Varsha heard screaming pass by him. Trying desperately to look behind him before it was too late, Varsha caught a glimpse of one of his 4 best friends - Dante. That glimmer of hope was all he needed. It was his wind.All Rights Reserved

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Vengeance is mine! by DamienClarke98

Hecate, a talented writer and powerful witch, along with her identical twin sister Persephone, seek solace in a secluded cabin in the countryside to nurture their creative and magical abilities. However, the tranquility is shattered when they fall victim to a brutal assault by the locals. Left for dead, they rise with a fierce determination for retribution, unleashing a fury born of their newfound powers. As they ensnare their assailants one by one, Hecate and Persephone dish out a vengeance so merciless that even the devil himself would shudder at their wrath. ⚠️ Trigger Warning ⚠️ this story contains the following: Extreme sexual violence Murder Torture Death Other Extreme violence *inspired by the 2010 I Spit On Your Grave series.*

The Wizards' War The Chronicles of the Midlands Book Two by CathiAllen

The wizards believe that the Wizard's Misery is no more and Aryganazhan has married Maledictor and now the wizards are at war. Strange doorways have begun opening through out the Midlands and bizarre creatures are emerging forever changing the kingdom. Can Celine close the doorways and stop the creatures from entering? Can she neutralize the wizards before any more damage is done? Travel through out the kingdom with Celine and her allies as they try to stop the war while a new enemy arises, threatening to enslave all of humanity that dwells within the Midlands. Sneak peak: Suddenly a very small, strange creature that looked like a miniature woman with wings darted in front of Celine's face, then flew over to Brandon and followed along beside him for a moment before speeding back into the Royal Pine Forest as he reined in his horse. "What in the Midlands was that?" Brandon asked in shock. "I don't know," Celine answered concerned. "Something very strange is going on. I feel like I need to go into the woods! There's something I need to do in the woods!" she said as she rode over to the side of the road and dismounted, running into the Royal Pine Forest as Brandon called after her to wait. He quickly dismounted and swiftly lead his horse over to Celine's, taking its reins and tying both horses to a tree before going after her. "Celine! Wait!" he called after her as he realized that he could hear a very low humming noise coming from within the woods. "Maybe she's following the noise," he thought as he began to follow it to find where it was coming from and hopefully locate Celine. He pushed through the underbrush as the sound became louder and then he saw Celine standing in front of a whirling, shimmering vortex which was floating about four feet above the forest floor. There was a myriad of different types of strange looking creatures coming out of it and Brandon stood there in disbelief at what he was seeing.

A Compilation of Fantasy Concepts by Emmaline_Cant

A high-pitched, pain-stricken scream. Like a hawk. That was the sound that echoed through the gloomy sky that evening. The furious clouds banged their drums and distributed fireworks in preparation of the godly tantrum to come, animals of the forest safely tucked away in their little homes. Everything was so quiet until the hawk. A large bird of sorts, you saw it, falling from the sky. Except that it soon errupted into light, like flames, like a meteor. Like a shooting star that was strayed by attraction through gravity in its passage from the east to the west. What you'll find here is just about that. Title says it all. A bunch of roleplay starters from my sophomore year of High School. I hope they may bring you joy and inspiration, in some shape or form. If you like any of these, please do tell. I'd love to go through with any of these, but I haven't yet found somebody willing to read...

Losing Game by cha1nz

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All The Little Lights by katedayn09

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Seraphina by bubbleba

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Home before Sunset

You don't want to be out in the forest after the sun sets, not when there is a monster with uncontrollable and murderous urges causing rampage across your town, feeding off the life forces of its victims through their blood. #3 in #anthropomorphic on 2/11/2025 #4 in #gayfurry on 2/11/2025