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The Sun & Willow

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A fable about we are limited by our own perceptions. Sometimes, we feel that we are lacking, because we are unable to see how we are a part of a bigger picture. It sometimes takes an outside influence to help us recognize that our faults, are not faults at all. Rather they are there in the same ways that no two puzzle pieces are the same, however, they all interlock together to reveal a masterpiece.All Rights Reserved

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Fortune's Fool // Jack Wilder by xoutofthisworldx

When my mother was alive, magic was the only string that kept her and I together. The silly card tricks, even pulling a rabbit out of the hat. It all connected me to her, pulling me into a seemingly better reality than where I was. But in the blink of an eye, she was gone. That string snapped. Magic was only real if you believed, and at that point, it was just a game to me. All it did was provide false hope. I forced myself to keep performing for her, deceive others into thinking that what they saw was real. Seeing magic fill others with joy made me question; why. Why would seeing something impossible make someone so happy? Because seeing is believing. And the closer you look, the less you'll see.

Anchored To Hope by Robbymak

In everything we face, every predicament that comes our way, there is always two ways of looking at it. Circumstances come for a reason. There are meant to make us grow, to make us become better and blossom into more. They don't come so that we shrink to less but so that we become more splendid. To be more extraordinary. To use every moment to fill yourself up.We are not helpless as God's people, neither are we vulnerable to the wiles of the enemy. It's the reason we can count it all joy when we go through diverse tests: we have what it takes to go through the fire and not be burnt, and go through the waters and not drown.

Worlds Apart: Fables of Edea by l_o_f_i_t_e_a

In the beginning, there was only one world. Our world. Our realm. Our home. But everything changed when the Creator vanished. With their absence, our world unraveled. Order crumbled and destruction ensued. Without guidance, without hope, chaos reigned. And so, to salvage what remained and to prevent us from ripping each other apart, the realms were torn apart-separated for the sake of our survival. As long as the World Tree stood, our worlds coexisted in harmony, distant yet connected. But nothing in this universe lasts forever. The World Tree is dying. Its roots are withering, its strength is fading, and the fruits of creation are disappearing. The Collide is coming and there is nothing we can do to stop it. But yet, even as fate looms over us, we refuse to surrender. This is our home-our heaven and our hell. We will not stand by and watch it fade. We will fight. We will endure. Because no matter what comes, our world is not yet lost...

Grace by Marvylynnn

What's the point of pretending we're alright when we aren't? We're only humans, so why can't we face our weaknesses and problems head-on instead of trying hard to appear perfect to the world around us? What exactly are we trying to prove? That we're perfect? * An actress pursuing a topnotch movie; A producer that isn't what he seems; An unintentional murder; And a God that worked behind the scenes. It took all these for Grace to realise that her name wasn't just a name- it was a lifeline. _Her_ lifeline. Grace was saved... By grace.

Rising Powers by Sophia_Grace_Pearson

(74,890 words) The wind rushed past me as my wings beat against the night sky. I noticed a copse of trees up ahead. I slowed to a stop, talons clutching a low-hanging branch. I looked beyond the trees and a pair of glowing golden eyes met my own. Wolf eyes. My eyes widened in fear as I took off. I dodged the trees in my path, but one branch snapped on my wing. My vision blurred, pain lacing through my wing. I continued to flap my wings, clinging desperately to the notion I would make it out alive. More than one wolf was chasing me, their paws a staccato on the ground. They would catch up. They would devour me. I tried to stay in the air, but the pain was unbearable. I fell to the ground, fluttering down like a dead leaf. I snapped my eyes open. Breathing heavily, I sat up. My room shifted in and out of focus as my eyes adjusted. When I was little, my father always told me that dreams were just my imagination, that people were never chased by wolves, and people certainly could never be birds. Vera Stone is a seventeen-year-old girl who lives in a small Louisiana town by the bayou. Small, boring, where nothing ever happens. Or so she and her friends think. One night the hidden darkness surrounding their town and their lives comes to the surface. Will Vera and her friends figure out the secrets hidden through their town's history before it's too late?

House Of the White Rabbit by _Alex_Frey_

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Blood and Apples: An Annora Park Novel: Book One by BellesLuckyMelody

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" irresistible „ [Jack Wilder] by tlkmdwn

NYSM fanfiction »« A Jack Wilder Fanfiction Five hopeful magicians receive a card. Only information about the card is an address along with time and a date. Curious about what it all meant Tess Reynolds goes along and ends up meeting four other magicians who whether she likes it or not, will change her life forever. An unlikely friendship is born between Henley Reeves, a young female escape artist, Daniel Atlas, card trick enthusiast, Merritt McKinney, the mentalist, Jack Wilder, cardistry and sleight of hand perfectionist, and Tess Reynolds, another card magic expert. As Tess begins to catch feelings for Jack, Daniel tries his best to shut them down. Only making them grow even bigger. Her heart goes wild at the thought of the man but will her anxiety and secrets wedge a bridge between the two? As much as the others think they know Tess Reynolds. They hardly know anything personal about her. She's keeping a huge secret that could easily send her into one of her biggest anxiety attacks, even just at the thought of it. Tess, however, is determined to keep it under wraps and let nobody find out. [a/n Disclaimer : I do not own any characters in this other than Tess Reynolds / Grace also I wrote and edited this entire book in less than a week so I do apologise if it sucks also don't be turned away from the chapter amount, I promise it has everything! & more! catcha on the flipside - amelia ]

Tarnished Beauty by beautifulxcreaturess

You and I, we have different stories and that's what makes us all individually unique. This is just a continuation of mine- where I try and fix myself, relapsing along the way. I hope this gives you hope or whatever you need to survive.

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Fortune's Fool // Jack Wilder

When my mother was alive, magic was the only string that kept her and I together. The silly card tricks, even pulling a rabbit out of the hat. It all connected me to her, pulling me into a seemingly better reality than where I was. But in the blink of an eye, she was gone. That string snapped. Magic was only real if you believed, and at that point, it was just a game to me. All it did was provide false hope. I forced myself to keep performing for her, deceive others into thinking that what they saw was real. Seeing magic fill others with joy made me question; why. Why would seeing something impossible make someone so happy? Because seeing is believing. And the closer you look, the less you'll see.