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For nearly a decade, whispers ran through the barracks of the 717th Siege Battalion that their brutal Jedi General Pong Krell had a Padawan. No one had ever seen her. Whenever his troopers asked, Krell dismissed the rumors with a sneer. "She's not ready. She's weak." The clones assumed it was just Krell being Krell...cruel, dismissive, controlling. But deep down, it festered. Then, after nine long years, Krell finally brought her into the field. Suspicion burned hot-wary glances, muttered curses, bets that she'd be as heartless and cold as her master. None more so than Commander Havoc. He studied her with the cold precision of a man who had learned not to trust shadows, already certain she would be nothing but Krell's reflection. But when their eyes met across the line, something shifted. And for the first time, Havoc wasn't sure if he was seeing an enemy... or the beginning of something far more dangerous.

"What kind of mother are you? You make all your children miserable to the point of no recovery!" Klaus shouted. Esther grinned. "Not all of my children." She laughed uncomfortably. All of the Mikaelson children looked at each other confused. "What do you mean not all of us?" Elijah asked. She smiled at them all. "Oh my sweet children. Did you think that you were it?"

Esther is just another person in one of Klaus' coffins. The person in the locked coffin, well that's me. I'm not a weapon like everyone thinks I am, I'm the complete opposite. I've been locked away for a thousand years, cursed to sleep for all eternity because of Esther. You would think the worst thing about being in this state is not feeling anything? Not knowing if or when you're going to wake up? Not being at peace? Well they're just things I've learnt to 'live' with. The worst thing about this is that, I can't be with the person I love more then anything, more than life itself. Niklaus Mikaelson. ~ ~ ~ {The Vampire Diaries - Season 3}

The Earth is her canvas to paint black with her unrelenting desires to cause mischief. Banned from Mount Olympus, Atë, the Goddess of Mischief and Ruin, wrecks unsuspecting havoc wherever she goes, with no one ever remembering she was there. It would take centuries for Atë to decipher her fullest potential and to finally leave a more permanent mark on the world, but it's not until she is summoned by a powerful witch asking for her part in fulfilling catastrophic plan. Atë's curiosity gets the better of her, wanting to figure out why a resurrected witch, able to wield monumental power, would need her help. There's a calling of some sort, an unknown force pushing her to show herself to the witch. Little does she know, this witch would begin the journey of leading her to her truest form and perhaps her match. Inspired OC x Kol Mikaelson #1: atë #1: tvdfanfic #1: greekgoddess #1: Zeus

She's the middle child in a family of nine, and she's almost always forgotten. So when a family moves next door, she jumps at the opportunity to meet them. Except she's forgotten about and never gets to meet them... until a chance encounter happens that will spin her world upside down. Her struggle with finding a place to belong has never been more challenging yet fulfilling. Thanks to @AnonymousGoat for making this brilliant cover!

Some returns change nothing, while others change everything. Mystic Falls thought it had buried its past. Then Liliana Gilbert came home. Elena knows her as a sister. The town remembers her as a question mark. From the moment Liliana returns, old magic stirs and dangerous attention follows. Klaus Mikaelson sees something in her he wants. He offers protection laced with control, drawn to a power neither of them fully understands. Elijah Mikaelson sees something he fears. Where Klaus pushes, Elijah watches, measuring the consequences of what Liliana's presence might unleash. Between them, she is never claimed. Only pulled. As Stefan spirals without emotion and the fragile balance of Mystic Falls begins to crack, Liliana is forced to confront visions, secrets, and a truth no one is ready to name. Because her return is not an accident. And whatever she is becoming may decide the fate of them all. Author's Note: This story follows Liliana Gilbert, Elena's sister, and the version of Mystic Falls that begins to unravel the moment she comes home. Not all monsters arrive with fangs. Some arrive with memories.

―❝𝘐 𝘸𝘪𝘭𝘭 𝘣𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘬 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘮𝘪𝘯𝘥 𝘶𝘯𝘵𝘪𝘭 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘰𝘯𝘭𝘺 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘤𝘢𝘯 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘬 𝘢𝘣𝘰𝘶𝘵 𝘪𝘴 𝘮𝘦.❞ ;;; ―𝙔𝙖𝙣𝙙𝙚𝙧𝙚!𝙂𝙤𝙙 𝙭 𝙈!𝙍𝙚𝙖𝙙𝙚𝙧 | 宗教精神病 You've always thought of yourself as normal; at least compared to the deranged members of the cult that took you in after the apocalypse nearly killed you. But as the days dragged on, your resolve began to crack, and your mental health began deteriorating rapidly because of a certain god who seemed to adore you far too much. ⋮ ⤷ ゛ ˎˊ˗宗教精神病; ➤ #01. Religious || 04.1.25 ➤ #01. Worship || 6.10.25 ➤ #01. Originalstory || 7.24.25

Dead Girls Don't Say No A Yuri Apocalypse Novel When the world ended, Raven Salvatore didn't cry. She stole a truck, maxed out her father's credit card, and built a fortress of stolen goods. Survival was never about hope - it was about hoarding, hustling, and hitting first. Then she met Alara. Beautiful. Dead. And unlike any zombie Raven had ever seen. Alara wasn't just wandering aimlessly like the others she was aware. Hungry, yes... but for her. Something about Raven's very existence stirred a sliver of life back into the girl's rotting heart. Armed with a mysterious system that gifts her a private Sanctuary dimension, Raven becomes a new breed of survivor. She doesn't just dodge the undead. She cultivates food in barren wastelands, stockpiles weapons inside her pocket world, and most dangerously nurtures her own evolving zombie companion. As Raven feeds Alara crystallized nuclei from fallen zombies, Alara begins to grow stronger... smarter... closer. No one warned Raven that love would be the deadliest infection of all. With humanity's last cities crumbling, the earth poisoned, and mutated horrors lurking in every shadow, Raven has one simple rule: "Don't trust the living. Trust the girl who would kill for you instead." In a world where survival is bought in blood and sanity rots away like the flesh of the dead, Raven and Alara carve out a life together - violent, tender, and defiantly alive. Dead Girls Don't Say No is a genre-bending, unapologetically queer tale of survival, devotion, and undead romance at the end of the world. For fans of brutal apocalypse sagas, dark love stories, and heroines who refuse to die quietly.

|| "You are my maid! So therefore you are mine!" °• In which a maid discovered her past life specifically about a yandere novel when she accidentally tripped while taking the laundry to dry. Aria Grace, a mere side character that didn't had any impact on the novel, was now a character that will soon get all the unwanted attention and unwanted affection she doesn't want at all.. Despite all her efforts on not doing anything, somehow she's affecting everything just by existing and knowing the plot. "I don't get paid enough for this." Aria murmured while watching the villainess, and the male lead fight over her.. (All of the images in this story are not mine, credits to the real owners)

The story began with Written in Flames-an inferno of pain, passion, and broken promises that set two souls on a collision course. Now, Condemned in Flames rises from those ashes, darker and more relentless than before. It's a tale of love forged in fire and shattered by secrets, where every heartbeat scorches with desire and every touch threatens to burn. They are bound by fire - condemned to face the past that haunts them and the fierce love that could either save or destroy them. This is not just survival. It's a reckoning.

𝘸𝘦 𝘣𝘭𝘰𝘤𝘬𝘦𝘥 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘯𝘰𝘪𝘴𝘦 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘴𝘰𝘶𝘯𝘥 𝘰𝘧 "𝘐 𝘯𝘦𝘦𝘥 𝘺𝘰𝘶" 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘧𝘪𝘳𝘴𝘵 𝘵𝘪𝘮𝘦 𝘐 𝘩𝘢𝘥 𝘴𝘰𝘮𝘦𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘵𝘰 𝘭𝘰𝘴𝘦 ────୨ৎ──── Some stories don't really end-they just grow up, settle down, and start all over again. this is book 2, book 1: teenage dirtbag / Shawn hunter #1 in #gmw 12/10/25 #1 in #mayahart 12/10/25 #1 in #boymeetsworld 12/19/25 #1 in #rileymatthews 12/25/25 #2 in #gmw 12/25/25 #2 in #girlmeetsworld 11/17/25

A love doomed from the start, a forbidden love born in the shadows of a world where loyalty is a weapon and betrayal cuts deeper than any blade. Enemies or lovers? For years, they buried their feelings beneath silence, pride, and the lies they told themselves. In a world where nothing is safe and everything comes at a cost, love was their greatest risk-and their deepest wound. Written in Shackles, the third book in The Ruthless Ties Series, dives into the wreckage of two hearts bound by a past too heavy to escape. It's a story of stolen moments, of desperate touches and reckless hope, set against a dark world where survival demands blood, sacrifice, and unbreakable strength. Their hearts have been bruised, battered, and betrayed-but the real battle is only beginning. Because in this world, love isn't enough. To survive, they'll have to fight for each other... and sometimes, against each other. Prepare to have your heart shattered, rebuilt, and shattered again. This isn't just a story about love. It's a story about what you're willing to lose-and who you're willing to become-for it.

♬⋆.˚ "This a bad time to say I got the touch?" "Better yet, I think ya have the power. Or however that lyric goes." IN WHICH a girl hums through life in quiet rhythms, but for every thousand lives she's lived, each time, the tempo stumbles. Each time, something intervenes. Each time, she forgets who the song was meant for. Until the sky splits open, and a new melody crashes into her world. They call themselves Cybertronians. With them comes a rhythm that begins to thread through the silence, carried by a name that pulses like a beat beneath her skin. They bring chaos, sure, but also family. And for a moment, everything feels in tune. Without fail, she falls again and again, across realities rewritten, trapped in the same fractured harmony. But the AllSpark hums louder now. She can hear its presence. Because they were never supposed to be there.
 But maybe... they were exactly what was needed. Because sometimes, the song isn't about being heard.
 Sometimes, it's about who listens. UPDATE SCHEDULE: EVERY SUNDAY! femme!oc x jazz reincarnation (a lot), found family, dance lesson w/jazz, some decepticons aren't so bad, flirtatious jazz & hella fluff {STARTS AS OG PLOT → EVOLVES INTO TRANSFORMERS PRIME, loosely followed} started: 2/21/25 *also on ao3 (link in bio)

Reincarnate as the Protagonist of NTR Eroge That Destined to Get NTR Huh?! Are you kidding me?! I got reincarnated as the protagonist from NTR Eroge that no matter what I do, I will get NTR by scumbag that claim to be 'The True Protagonist'?! NO WAY!!! HELL NO!!! THIS IS SUCK!!! There's no way I will let him NTR me like in the story!!! I will turn and crush all the NTR Flags and protect those who precisions to me! (i) = Contain Illustrations Note that all the illustrations were created using AI so there might be some detail that didn't match with the story or the description. Update schedule : 1 Chapter per Mon, Wed, Fri ( Around 1 A.M. UTC ) "This novel is entirely a work of fiction. The names, characters and incidents portrayed in it are the work of the author's imagination. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, events or localities is entirely coincidental."

We all know that the Mikaelson have lived for 1000 years they've left broken and damaged people all over the world but what one original didn't know is that he's been involved with even more powerful family and When it was his time to move on he didn't just leave a brokenhearted girl he left his baby daughter as well

Loving him was never the mistake. Not trusting him was. Miraal walked away believing she was protecting herself. Zaviyaan was left behind, believing love wasn't enough. Three years of silence. Three years of guilt, longing, and unspoken truths. When fate drags them back to the same place, the lies they told themselves begin to unravel. Because some love doesn't fade with distance... it waits. It hurts. And it demands honesty. A story about misunderstandings that broke two hearts, love that refused to die, and the courage it takes to trust again. Because sometimes, the biggest lie... is pretending you don't still love them.

A collection of stories about you and your crush. This is a continuation of Crush One Shots made on my old account 22bburberry. If you would like to read it, this will have some of the stories I wasn't able to complete before my old account was lost.

Tadayoshi never liked being in the spotlight and always wanted a normal life, but when he was chosen to become Agent Black. His life changes, his unknown past begins to catch up with him, and it just so happens that the girls start to have feelings for him. Hello everyone, and welcome to The Splatoon Harem remake! Everything you know about the Splatoon Harem story will be remade in here, but with more original and new things added to this story, hope you all enjoy it! (Note: What you are reading is basically a script in case one day I can make this story big so don't expect to see the same stuff in the future)

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