Firstpersonpov Stories

I don't know who I am. I don't know where I am, or where I'm from. All I know is that there are people who are trying to kill me, and God keeps sending me love letters. ⋆✧⋆ Sapphire Jones died in the arena of the 66th Hunger Games. Her life should have been over, but 5 minutes later, she woke up in a hovercraft with no memory of her life before the games. Thrown back into the arena with no clue as to what is going on, Sapphire must rely on her ruthless district partner and her asshat of a mentor to make it out of the arena alive. But as more cryptic messages keep appearing and the bodies start piling up, one question begins to haunt Sapphire: Is she fighting to survive, or was she never meant to get a second chance? ⋆✧⋆ Spin off to The Siren's Song Pre-THG to Catching Fire (feat. Post-Mockingjay Epilogue) OC x Gloss from The Hunger Games

Jude's pov of overthinking how sharpness are behaves around him Cover art is not mine. I found it on Pinterest and couldn't find the original artist. If you are the artist and want credit or removal, please contact me

What happens when Christina Blackwood goes to Hogwarts and unexpectedly catch the eye of one the most interesting boys she has ever met? Christina is a no-nonsense, clever, and resilient girl with a troubled past and secrets. But everything she has ever known is about to be changed. Draco is not interested in girls. He doesn't want to waste his time. But someone different catches his eye, someone who challenges everything he has ever believed in. What starts as a mutual hatred turns into friendship then something more, but the real question is: Are they both ready to face their destiny?

Tenebrous will conquer Lunaria and Raymere if they don't find the last Moon-Eater......

A nun with no surname and a siren with no mercy. In the shadow of Spanish colonial Manila, Soledad has spent her whole life praying to a God she inherited from the people who discarded her - until the sea answers instead.

Growing up on the Isle isn't easy for any VK, but for Evie, Mal, Carlos, and Jay, everything just seems to be out to get them. But from early on, these four forged a pact, a crew of sorts, with the promise of being united together forever. From the early days of the Isle, through the harrowing days of Auradon Prep, to navigating the grown world together, the core four have kept their promise while maturing along the way.

tadc X f! reader. this will have a little romance, read at your own risk. this is mostly you X ragatha and Jax, but you will still have romantic relationships with others! everything is explained in the first chapter. go check out my other FANFICS!

This is my first ever story where I just wondered the alternative meaning of second chance. Like, what if what you thought was your second chance was not really your second chance but something as that you thought was god being cruel was your second chance??

Seventeen-year-old Gloss Nicholo has trained his entire life to volunteer for the Hunger Games. To District One, he's a rising star, bred for victory. But behind the flawless Academy drills and gleaming blades is a boy shaped by an abusive father, haunted by a mother's death he barely remembers, and driven by a desperate need to protect his younger sister Cashmere. His only solace is Ruby Barker, his best friend and daughter of a victor, who sees the boy behind the ambition. When he finally volunteers for the 63rd Hunger Games, it's not just to win glory. It's to prove to himself that he's stronger than the pain that forged him. Strong enough to survive. Strong enough to never be powerless again.

DISCLAIMER: This story, "Protocol, Passion, and Potholes," is a work of fanfiction. No profit is being made from this story. The original characters, concepts, and the world of Fugget About It are the exclusive property of 9 Story Media Group and its affiliates. I claim ownership only of the original character (the narrator) and the specific plot elements introduced in this narrative. Any Canon events strictly belong to 9 Story Media Group and it's affiliates. No copyright infringement is intended. Look, I'm just trying to keep my coffee black and my lawn intact. That's a tall order when your next-door neighbors are the MacDougals-a family of retired New York mobsters living under witness protection. I've learned to deal with the chaos, but I'm still trying to figure out the man tasked with watching them: Special Agent Strait McCool. He's the Mountie. Full uniform, perfect posture, and a rigid, terrifying dedication to protocol. He conducts his surveillance mission from the back of a majestic white horse, yelling procedural warnings like, "For Canada! Where no flower assault goes unpunished!" He's also dangerously handsome and constantly behaving in ways that make absolutely no professional sense. He's supposed to be monitoring organized crime, but he keeps interrupting his stakeouts to offer me formal, "Standardized Mitigation and Compensation Packages" for everything from crushed rare lilies to noise violations. I know the stress of the MacDougals could make anyone crack, but McCool is taking his "community outreach" duties way too seriously. Thanks to my meddling best friend, Cookie, I'm getting dragged directly into his operational perimeter. I just haven't figured out why his official job description includes awkwardly checking on my welfare. This is my life: surviving the MacDougals and trying to decipher the baffling, over-the-top operational enthusiasm of a Mountie who just might be falling in love.

It's a story about how love sometimes grows in the unnoticed corners of life. Between routine and restlessness, between being unseen and finally being recognized. And at its heart, it asks: what happens when someone who has spent his whole life fixing broken things... meets someone who was never broken to begin with, but still chooses to stay?

I believed in love the way some people believe in magic-wholeheartedly, recklessly, completely. Until he came into my life. Kael Riven. Charming, intoxicating... and utterly devastating. He didn't just break my heart. He destroyed the version of me that trusted without hesitation, loved without fear, that believed in forever. Now, I'm left picking up the pieces of myself, learning who I am when the person I loved most is gone. But sometimes, the past doesn't stay buried, and his shadow lingers closer than I want. The question is... can a heart that's been shattered ever forgive, or will I let the pain define me forever?

What if Technoblade was driving insane by the voices? What if he gave into their cry's for blood? What if he would do anything to shut them up? What if... TW: Murder, death, gothichorror, angst, suicide, mention of blood, implication of gore, sacrifice, no happy ending

Katelyn Russell was the kind of girl people never forgot. Not because she was loud or wild or reckless. But because she was the gentle breeze that can provide peace even when the whole world is on fire. With a last name that could buy cities and a smile that could calm storms, Katelyn had everything. Money, charm, grace - the whole picture. But not him. Not Chase Anderson She grew up loving him in silence. In stolen glances. While he fell for someone else, she stayed in the background - as the best friend, the second choice, the almost. Will she continue chasing a love that was never hers to begin with? The kind of love Chase only prayed for but never noticed being right in front of him, smiling through pain and longing. *** "So, how does this story end?" He asks her, always eager to know everything in advance. "There's only two kinds of ending to a love story. It's either an ending, which beats all fairytales, or an ending that is more wrecked than any other Shakespeare's tragedies.", and she always liked answering him, without actually answering. "What kind is this one?" "Let's find out, shall we?"

Origin story for my Slenderverse OC - Banshee This story is cross-posted to AO3 This story will be separated into two main arcs, the first arc will be Banshee's backstory while the second arc is still being planned. I will probably go back every now and then and edit chapters Check out my deviantart @srfluffybutt for Banshee's ref sheet

"[...][T]he debate is over, and my love reigns triumphant." A bisexual teenager finally professes his love towards his male friend, and everything finally comes into place for him. (1st person POV)

A story written in the perspective of Hope. Drama, Romance, a sprinkle of Philosophical hulahoos here and there, and you have here this novel of mine.

This is a collection of my flash fiction, all based on or about things that have happened to me. Most of them don't have dialogue. All written in first person POV.

Two girls Alexis & Alana (The Double A Battery) find themselves in their sophomore year of high school with new outlooks on life. This is a book about all the struggles they find in going about their daily life. It is written from two perspectives. Alana who considers herself a socially awkward vampire, and Alexis who is emotionally unstable and weird as hell. This story is written by two different people, Me Alana (aka. @dilllester) and Alexis (aka. @thebeautifulgiraffe). We will both be writing about our lives.