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Sage Volkov has been alive for thousands of years. Everyone they've loved has died- at their own hands, for any living human they touch crumbles into dust. They're unable to get close to anyone and they've lost their will to live. Death--or Lola, as she prefers to be called--has observed Sage from afar for millennia, and has grown quite attached to them. She resolves to do anything she can to make Sage happy and keep them at her side. Lola and Sage strike a deal: if she can't change Sage's mind by the end of the year, then she'll finally end their life. [OPEN NOVELLA CONTEST SUBMISSION-BASED OFF PROMPT #114]

The Black Swan and the Neverseen have been fighting for a while now and the Black Swan is tired, so the Keepers crew are now going to launch a stealth mission to end this war, but when things go wrong, Tam and Keefe are on their own. Follow this goated ship as they meet new people, build a team, and get revenge. Tw: Contains death and some self harm. Btw, this is my first story, hope you like it! All characters belong to Shanon Messenger, unless it's my ocs!

Elara Navenrose was born in a rich family, but everybody hates her. In her world tere were four big families, each control the power of a season. The Naverose family has the spring element, but due to the mix of ordinary blood in there ancesters, only one child of each generation gets the power. Elara's brother, Julian, was expected to inherit the power, but--？

❌ RATED ❌ > She wasn't supposed to be summoned-just a drop out student and a tired fast food worker dragged into a fantasy world by mistake. No blessing. No hero's welcome. Just a strange power to clone anything she remembers... even from Earth. Thrown aside as useless, Akairah will rise as the one thing this kingdom never expected: a game-changer.

They buried the wrong girl. By midnight, she was already dead. At least that's what the world was told. A car lay upside down at the bottom of the ravine, metal crushed like paper, smoke rising into the dark sky. Police lights flashed red and blue. People stood far away, whispering. "No one survives that." "Poor child." "It's over." The fire kept burning. Like it was making sure. By morning, the headlines were ready. HEIR OF AWADH DIES IN TRAGIC ACCIDENT. Flowers outside the gates. White clothes. Fake condolences. Business rivals pretending to grieve. Relatives pretending to cry. A dying fire. No one looked back. No one checked. Because powerful families don't ask questions when the answer is convenient. Dead is easier than alive. Dead people don't inherit. Dead people don't fight back. Dead people don't threaten empires. So they burned her to ashes fast. Before sunset. Before doubts. Before truth. Six feet under. Name carved in stone. Case closed. Except- miles away, in a dark unfamiliar room, a girl woke up choking on air. Alive. No funeral. No family. No memories that made sense. Just pain. And the strange, terrifying feeling that someone, somewhere... would be disappointed she survived. Because this hadn't been an accident. Accidents don't have timing. Accidents don't have witnesses who disappear. Accidents don't make powerful men relax. Someone had planned this. Someone had watched the fire. Someone had waited for confirmation. And somewhere in the shadows- someone believed she was gone for good. They were wrong. Very wrong. Because the girl they tried to erase... was still breathing. Still running. Still alive. And when the dead start walking again- kingdoms fall. Secrets bleed. Families burn. And graves? Graves don't stay closed. They burned the wrong girl.

Some friendships bloom as trios. Some additions feel right - until they don't. This is a story about seasons, about people who come and go, and about the few who stay. A reminder that the strongest bonds are built on compatibility, not convenience. "Cari yang sekufu kalau nak kekal"

I still remember how we met, and how rude I was. I remember how close we got in just nineteen months and how he turned my life completely upside down. I remember his face and his smile and his eyes, and how everything went from a perfect fairy tale to a complete nightmare. But most of all, I remember how much he cared and how he was always there for me. And how I wasn't there for him when he needed me...

Alixander Stoneheart is part of one of the prestigious elemental families, the Stonehearts. He is born with the natural Stoneheart hair color, black, but as he grows older, his hair color grows lighter as well, becoming the color the Stonehearts despise most: white. And as this happens, the hole he dug for himself grows deeper as past and present blur and more secrets are uncovered. New parts every Wednesday at 9 PM EST!

All Sawada Tsunayoshi could do was to watch the people he cares deeply leaves him all alone. Solitude is all company he will ever have and time was his greatest burden and enemy. Forever is his curse. Will he remain forever alone or not? Immortal!Tsuna, Strong!Tsuna, Smart!Tsuna. Immortal AU! Arco27! Eventual!R27

Sawah bukan hanya untuk menanam padi, atau untuk kerbau melakukan pekerjaan nya, tapi banyak hal bisa di lakukan, salah satunya adalah mainnnnn, mainnn, main, dan main.

The Role Play Main book. Where you will find every information about me, my kind of RP, make suggestions and all. //Book name comes from my mind, I don't know why// Ps //I also do French RPs//

Two boys raised as brothers. One born from forbidden love. One born from divine creation. Both destined to change the three realms. Nexael and Elyon grow up believing they are ordinary Valtarian brothers-until their uncontrolled powers begin to shake the village. Sent to the legendary Valtarian Battle Academy, they soon learn the truth: One carries the light of the Luminari. One carries the shadow of the Umbrae. Both carry the future of the world. But destiny is never kind. And the greatest threat to the realms may not be an enemy... but the darkness rising inside one of them. A story of brotherhood, magic, fate-and the fragile line between salvation and destruction.

!INFORMATIONS ARE WRITTEN IN THE OTHER BOOK I'VE WRITTEN! -Wrong grammar or spelling :)) - Cover not mine ............................................ *My oc is also known to be us readers, because why not?

Being neglected by parents and op also I do not own any pictures