{ Voted Best Robin Fanfic 2024} Natalie Madeira Wilson always felt like an outsider in Hawkins. Maybe it was the way people looked at her mom's accent, or the fact she's from Bogotá, Colombia. She'd been three when they moved to Hawkins - too young to remember the city, but just old enough to feel different. Unlike most girls her age, Natalie had no interest in boys. Some said it was a phase, or that she just hadn't met the right one. But not every seventeen -year-old girl dreams about homecoming dates and first kisses. Not every girl secretly watches the one sitting across from her in Mrs. Click's class, wondering what it would be like to hold her hand. But crushes had to wait - because people were disappearing, her best friend abandoned her, monsters were real, and a girl with superpowers had just turned the whole town upside down. And just when Natalie thought the worst was over... her crush got involved, too.

မင်းကိုပိုင်ဆိုင်ခွင့်နဲ့ပတ်သက်လာရင် ကံကြမ္မာကိုတောင်စိန်ခေါ်ပစ်မယ်ငယ်ငယ် မင္းကိုပိုင္ဆိုင္ခြင့္နဲ႕ပတ္သပ္လာရင္ ကံၾကမၼာကိုေတာင္စိန္ေခၚပစ္မယ္ငယ္ငယ္

මිනී මැරුමක්!! අභිරහස් ලෙස ඝාතනය උන විද්‍යාඥයෙක් ඔහු ඝාතනය වූ රාත්‍රියේ ඒ ප්‍රදේශයේ ගැවසුනු අභිරහස් සත්ත්වයෙක් ඝාතනය වූ විද්‍යාඥයාගේ රහස සොයන්නට ඉදිරිපත් වන පාසල් ළමුන් කණ්ඩායමක් නැතිවී ගිය බලගතු කිරුලක් පිලිබඳව තොරතුරු පෙලක් ඔවුන්ට හම්බුවෙන් අභිරහස් සත්ත්වයන් සැබවින්ම වෘක මිනිසුන්ද? සැබවින්ම ඒ විද්‍යාඥයාගේ අභිරහස් ඝාතනයට වගකිය යුත්තේ වෘක මිනිසුන්ද? සියලු හිමිකම් සහිතයි ❌ කතුවරයාගේ අවසරය තොරව මෙහි අඩංගු කිසිදු කරුණක් හෝ දෙබසක් හෝ කතාවෙහි අන්තර්ගතයක් ලබා ගැනීම තහනම් ❌

★ Tyler pov • Come on darlin, nobody's around. A peek wouldn't hurt, would it? • Aaah a cat! • Taylor stay away from the psycho! • Close the gate, close the gate!! ★ Y/n pov • Tyler u dumbass! Don't say that in public! • Awww a kitty! • Don't talk about my ice cream like that! • Hah, pathetic as usual. ♦ the original story is from red on webtoon, go check the story it's pretty cool ♦ ♦ plus this Wattpad is my first, it may be bad as hell or good but I don't expect much cuz it's also my first time writing anything like this ♦

In a pristine, watchful neighborhood where nothing goes unnoticed, Elizabeth has always been the quiet observer. When the elderly couple next door moves out, their once-cozy cottage transforms into something sharper, darker - and the new arrivals arrive under cover of night, bringing sleek black trucks and heavy crates. ©2025

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In this world, beings called Yo-kai exist, causing all sorts of problems for humans. Yo-kai are invisible to the human eye, so to see them, you'd have to use a legendary forbidden tool hidden in the human world. But just what is this tool, and what would happen if a certain person found it and the Yo-kai lurking about this world?

In the shadow of the Black name, Cassiopeia searches for her own light. Between a sister who drifts away, Maraudeurs who challenge everything she believes, she wavers between duty and defiance. At Hogwarts, as the lines between right and wrong begin to blur, Cassiopeia must choose her side. (James Poter x Cassiopeia Black) BLACK SISTERS

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-Shapeshifter Au- Rain was hitting the windows of every nearby building and prompting the pedestrians to keep their heads under their umbrellas, hurrying home and not even looking at the storefront of your café. Why had your boss even scheduled you for a shift tonight? With weather like this, anyone craving hot chocolate would rather drink it at their own place. Sitting behind the counter and sulking, you decided to make a cup of coffee for yourself, no customer would come tonight anyway. Little did you know, but the kind of "shift" that was coming had nothing to do with work. You cleaned the counter and tables, packed your bag, and used your own key to lock up the café. Your body froze when you heard what sounded like whimpers in the alley next to the café. The streetlights cast long shadows, making it impossible for you to see clearly when you stepped forward. You let out a shriek as your phone slipped from your hand and hit the ground. A man was crouched down, his back facing you, but a dim light let you catch a glimpse of the blood soaking his back and shoulders. He turned around and you recognized him right away. His eyes. His hair. His freckles. Felix was standing right in front of you.