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Zoe is a teenage girl convicted of a murder she didn't commit, but that doesn't matter in the Arena of Justice. You either win your fights, or you die. ***** Seventeen-year-old Zoe never expected to find herself on the wrong side of the law, but when she's convicted of a murder she didn't commit, she's sentenced to the Arena of Justice - the home of gladiator matches where murderers fight murderers, and every fight ends with a death. Zoe's plan for surviving is simple: ignore the other inmates and fly under the radar until it's time to fight, but that's easier said than done. As hard as she tries to hate those she must kill, Zoe soon befriends the other inmates and falls in love - a deadly proposition when a moment's hesitation can prove fatal. It's up to Zoe to save her life, no matter how hard the system is trying to kill her. [[word count: 50,000-60,000 words]]

Older men make the best lovers-mature, experienced, they know exactly how to take control. But 𝗔𝗮𝗿𝗮𝗺𝗯𝗵 𝗞𝗮𝘃𝗿𝗮𝘆? He wasn't just a lover. He was a beast. A true Daddy-even if he was younger than me. "𝘔𝘢𝘺𝘢, 𝘩𝘦 𝘧𝘶𝘤𝘬𝘴 𝘭𝘪𝘬𝘦 𝘢 𝘮𝘢𝘯𝘪𝘢𝘤. 𝘈𝘯𝘥 𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘤𝘰𝘤𝘬-" I dropped the bottle onto the table with a heavy thud, then shaped my fingers into a circle and slid my other hand up through it, showing her exactly what I meant. "𝘛𝘦𝘯 𝘪𝘯𝘤𝘩𝘦𝘴. 𝘛𝘩𝘪𝘤𝘬." "𝘛𝘦𝘯 𝘪𝘯𝘤𝘩𝘦𝘴? 𝘏𝘰𝘸 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘩𝘦𝘭𝘭 𝘥𝘰 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘬𝘯𝘰𝘸 𝘈𝘢𝘳𝘢𝘮𝘣𝘩 𝘒𝘢𝘷𝘳𝘢𝘺 𝘩𝘢𝘴 𝘢-" she hiccupped-"𝘢 𝘮𝘰𝘯𝘴𝘵𝘦𝘳 𝘤𝘰𝘤𝘬?" I leaned in so close my lips brushed her ear, my voice a drunken, filthy whisper. "𝘉𝘦𝘤𝘢𝘶𝘴𝘦 𝘸𝘦 𝘩𝘢𝘥 𝙨𝙚𝙭." "𝘉𝘶𝘵-𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘩𝘢𝘵𝘦 𝘦𝘢𝘤𝘩 𝘰𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳?" Maya's eyes narrowed. "𝘈𝘳𝘦𝘯'𝘵 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘴𝘶𝘱𝘱𝘰𝘴𝘦𝘥 𝘵𝘰 𝘣𝘦 𝘮𝘢𝘳𝘳𝘺𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘴𝘰𝘮𝘦𝘰𝘯𝘦 𝘦𝘭𝘴𝘦 𝘪𝘯-𝘸𝘩𝘢𝘵? 𝘈 𝘸𝘦𝘦𝘬?" The grin slipped right off my face. I sat back, letting my eyes drift over the dim, smoky bar. My other friends were dancing under flashing lights, their dresses riding high, drinks spilling. My 𝗯𝗮𝗰𝗵𝗲𝗹𝗼𝗿𝗲𝘁𝘁𝗲 𝗽𝗮𝗿𝘁𝘆 was in full swing. But all I could think about was the way he'd stretched me until I cried his name. "𝘐 𝘥𝘰𝘯'𝘵-" My voice cracked before I cleared my throat. "𝘐 𝘥𝘰𝘯'𝘵 𝘭𝘰𝘷𝘦 𝘈𝘢𝘳𝘢𝘮𝘣𝘩 𝘒𝘢𝘷𝘳𝘢𝘺." 𝗜 𝗵𝗮𝘁𝗲𝗱 𝗵𝗶𝗺. I hated his smug smile. His dangerous charm. The fact that everyone avoided

"𝙄 𝘿𝙊𝙉'𝙏 𝙐𝙎𝙐𝘼𝙇𝙇𝙔 𝙆𝙄𝘾𝙆 𝘽𝘼𝙇𝙇𝙎, 𝘽𝙐𝙏 𝙔𝙊𝙐𝙍𝙎 𝙈𝙄𝙂𝙃𝙏 𝘽𝙀 𝘼𝙉 𝙀𝙓𝘾𝙀𝙋𝙏𝙄𝙊𝙉..." | | | | | 𝑰𝑵 𝑾𝑯𝑰𝑪𝑯 L/n Y/n who was sent off to Ego Jinpachi for him to watch over while her parents work overseas for business. Credits to: Muneyuki Kaneshiro & Yusuke Nomura for making Blue Lock ⚠️This book contains spoilers and is the product of my unfortunate decisions⚠️ 𝐒𝐭𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐞𝐝: 11/06/2024 𝐒𝐭𝐚𝐭𝐮𝐬: Ongoing

HISTORICAL REINCARNATION SERIES 2 Love and fate collide when the dead bride wakes in another's veil. - Date Started : April 11, 2024 Date Finished : - PLAGIARISM IS A CRIME!

°• || 𝑺𝒆𝒂𝒔𝒐𝒏 1 𝒐𝒇 𝑲𝑹𝑽𝑪 || •°( Standalone ) ◤━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━◥ "He's 6'2'' of cocky, charming chaos. She's the reason he keeps looking back." ◣━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━◢ Aarush Shekhawat sings like a dream and causes trouble like it's a full-time job. The college adores him. The juniors worship him. And half the campus probably has a crush on him. Meanwhile... Amyra Sharma spends her nights building architectural models, surviving on caffeine, and pretending people don't exist. Oversized hoodies. Smudged kajal. Sharp sarcasm. A girl who was never supposed to be anyone's first choice. Except somehow... she became his. ⊹ ࣪ ˖ He calls her Chamko. She calls him Rockstar. ⊹ ࣪ ˖ When she forgets to eat, he's there. When he gets into trouble, she's there. When the world feels too loud, they find each other. It's always been that way. Best friends. Nothing more. At least that's what they tell everyone. And themselves. ⊹ ࣪ ˖ While the entire college is busy falling for Aarush Singh Shekhawat... Aarush Singh Shekhawat is busy looking for Amyra Sharma in every crowd. The problem? Neither of them realizes why. ⟡ There's no confession, no declaration. Just friendship. Comfort. Late-night conversations. And feelings quietly growing where neither of them thought to look. ⟡ A story about two best friends who swear they're not in love... until they are. ◢━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━◣ ✧ Height Difference ✧ Best Friends To Lovers ✧ College Romance ✧ He Falls First ✧ Jealousy & Teasing ✧ He Sings Only For Her ✧ Soft Love ◥━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━◤ ❝ Maybe the love of your life isn't someone new. Maybe it's the person who's been beside you all along. ❞ ═══════ ⋆✦⋆ ═══════

投票と要 ┊𝐏𝐎𝐋𝐋 & 𝐑𝐄𝐐𝐔𝐄𝐒𝐓 求の本 ┊various polls & requests ━━ ˏˋ°•*⁀➷ ❛❛ 𝙒𝙝𝙖𝙩 𝙩𝙤 𝙧𝙚𝙖𝙙? ❜❜ ╚ ━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━ ╗ ➶ ｡˚ ┊𝐈𝐍 which polls will be announced regarding future books, and readers themselves can request certain books for specific fandoms/ characters. 𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐑𝐄 𝐈𝐒 ↴ ✧ ┊𝐏𝐎𝐋𝐋𝐒, to vote ✧ ┊𝐑𝐄𝐐𝐔𝐄𝐒𝐓𝐒, to decide ✧ ┊𝐀𝐍𝐃 it's to let the readers choose! ╔ ━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━ ╝ 𝐒𝐓𝐀𝐓𝐔𝐒 ⋙ open 𝐔𝐏𝐃𝐀𝐓𝐄𝐒 ⋙ randomly

His hand lifted slowly, almost shaking, until his knuckles brushed her cheek. "Don't touch me." "I told you," he said, stepping closer until his chest nearly touched hers, "I won't hurt you. But I will touch you." "You think that's any different?" "Not when it's me," he said without hesitation."You'll see the difference." "You're mad," she whispered. "Mad is chasing something that doesn't exist," he murmured. "But you... you exist. I can see you, breathe you, touch you." He pressed his palm to the wall beside her head, caging her in. "You're mine to protect. Mine to keep. Mine to..." his eyes flicked down to her lips, lingering, "...claim." Her breath hitched. "Claim? I'm not yours." "You were mine the moment I saw you," he said, his hand sliding to her jaw. "Every fear, every wall you hide behind-they're mine now. I'll tear them down, one by one, until there's nothing left between us." Her lips trembled. "Why me?" "Because I've never wanted anyone else," he whispered. "And I never will." She searched his face desperately for a trace of softness, but there was none. "You can't just decide that." "I didn't decide," he murmured. "It happened the second I saw you. The second you looked at me in a way no one else ever has." "I never-" "You did," he cut her off "You're trying to forget it because you're scared. But fear doesn't change the truth." His thumb brushed against the corner of her mouth. "I told you before... don't talk to Varun. Don't marry him. You'll only marry me. Because you're mine." Her eyes stung, tears threatening. "Stop saying that me... you'll feel me." Her voice cracked. "You're insane." "And you're my obsession."

This is a Sequel. "..." Kushida. Oh, She realised that even Ichinose Honami, cut her off like a lizard's tale, not that important. Just like that straight girl, Horikita. 'Didn't you obviously call me Kushida-chan last time? Why throw me away?' Kushida-san was doubting her life. Where did she go wrong? She looked at Ichinose with a cloud inside her heart. _____________ Brief Description - After spending three weeks recovering in the hospital due to a car accident, Hikigaya Hachiman thought he had missed the opportunity to integrate into the class. But he was sent a special recommendation letter by the principal. It was suggested that he'll go to Tokyo, Advanced Nurturing High School, which only opened in May. No copyright ©️ infringement intended. I do not own Classroom of the Elite and Oregairu. This is Fanfiction! All credit goes to the author of the series, Kinugasa Syougo, and Wataru Watari. Credit of Images used in the book goes to their respective owners. Updates - Mon, Wed, Fri, Sun ____________ To Read 45+ Advanced Chapters, and support this novel, pls join me on Patreon. Link - patreon.com/CoteLover Thank you so much for your Support!

seems like a dream but it's definitely not can't explain it - it must be love 𝙥𝙡𝙤𝙩 𝙘𝙤𝙙𝙚𝙭 © itsalittlesunny

Jade West was the schools angel, never in trouble, straight A's and leader of the schools Bible study club. She was looking forward to a normal school year that was until Joshua Sanders walks into bible study with her unmentionables.

Nabeel Maigori has perfected the art of appearing whole, a man whose life seems untouched by hardship. But behind closed doors, he is still living in the shadow of a loss that altered the course of his life, a man haunted by a tragedy he had never escaped. Then Nooriyyah, Gentle yet quietly resilient, never expected her life to become intertwined with a man carrying so much pain. What begins as an unexpected connection soon challenges everything they thought they knew about healing, trust, and love. As old scars reopen, Nabeel must confront the past he has spent years running from, while Nooriyyah must decide whether loving someone broken is worth the cost. 🌱 🌱 🌱 A Love Decreed is a heartfelt Muslim romance about grief, healing, second chances, and discovering that love is not always the cure but sometimes it is the reason we finally choose to heal. 🌸🌸🌸🌸🌸🌸🌸 A/N: wrote this book as a teenager with no clue as to what it'll become , my first ever book here🥹 I'm so grateful to every single one of you that gave me a chance to share my super cliche story. I'm currently editing it to hopefully give it a more refined feel, direction and less cringey😂 Thank you so much for your love & support. Love , Maryam❤ Also Check out my new book : beyond the surface 💕 I'll continue writing it once i'm done fully editing and complete this book🍃 Find me on ig: @marymm.balaa

THE PICKWICK CLUB | ❝I am not afraid of storms, for I am learning how to sail my ship.❞ A place where I can ramble about whatever, whenever. Only read if you want to put up with me. ( extended summary inside ) misc/rants book © starryeyedturtle

Be your own muse. ⋆˚࿔ aka where i show you the inside of my oc's brains

අරුමැති ආදරයක මතකයන් සොයා යන ප්‍රංශ ඇස් කාරයෙක් ......... * තාමත් ඔයාට මාව මතක නෑ කියනවද තේනූ*

Un libro donde van a ver: ┋🧸▦⃟ ♡ꦿᬽ Nominaciones, ┋🧸▦⃟ ♡ꦿᬽ Dibujos, ┋🧸▦⃟ ♡ꦿᬽ Noticias, ┋🧸▦⃟ ♡ꦿᬽ Cosas random, ┋🧸▦⃟ ♡ꦿᬽ ¡ Y mucho más ! ┋╽⃟ꫂ⃟ꫂ⃟▒⃟⃟⃟ꫂᬽ꙰ཱུ'💌 ࿔ ¡ Diviértete con las cositas random de Abi !

just me rambling about the things I like And also a artbook

You and Gordon went to the same school. You cheered him on. Encouraged him. Loved him. Supported him. You were friends. So why are you now experimenting around with your life's 'spark' when the future could've been so clear. The past doesn't matter, but you're stubborn. Obviously. Why do you feel dread when you walk through Hell's Kitchens door if this is what you wanted? Maybe the answer to the dread and the want was that infamous Beef Wellington lover. (this is SATIRE and a JOKE to PRACTICE WRITING, I know that Gordon is married and has kids but this is an AU for FUN and JOKES. so enjoy. remember to drink water) updates every weekend, at least that's what I'm trying to do

𝑂𝑛𝑙𝑦 𝑜𝑛𝑒𝑠ℎ𝑜𝑡𝑠, 𝑠𝑐𝑒𝑛𝑎𝑟𝑖𝑜𝑠, 𝑀𝑌 ℎ𝑒𝑎𝑑𝑐𝑎𝑛𝑛𝑜𝑛𝑠 (𝑏𝑎𝑠𝑖𝑐𝑎𝑙𝑙𝑦 𝑜𝑝𝑖𝑛𝑖𝑜𝑛 𝑜𝑓 𝑚𝑖𝑛𝑒 ! 𝑛𝑜 ℎ𝑎𝑡𝑒 !), 𝑎𝑛𝑑 𝑠ℎ𝑜𝑟𝑡 𝑠𝑡𝑜𝑟𝑖𝑒𝑠! -𝑂𝑛𝑙𝑦 𝑆𝑀𝐴𝐿𝐿 ℎ𝑖𝑛𝑡𝑠 𝑜𝑓 𝑙𝑒𝑚𝑜𝑛. -𝑅𝑒𝑞𝑢𝑒𝑠𝑡𝑠 𝑜𝑝𝑒𝑛 ! -𝑀𝑜𝑠𝑡𝑙𝑦 𝐹𝑒𝑚! 𝑅𝑒𝑎𝑑𝑒𝑟 -𝑂𝑢𝑡 𝑜𝑓 𝑐ℎ𝑎𝑟𝑎𝑐𝑡𝑒𝑟 = (𝑎𝑙𝑙 𝑐ℎ𝑎𝑟𝑎𝑐𝑡𝑒𝑟𝑠) -𝑆𝑙𝑜𝑤 𝑢𝑝𝑑𝑎𝑡𝑒𝑠 -𝑃𝑜𝑠𝑠𝑖𝑏𝑙𝑒 𝑐𝑟𝑜𝑠𝑠𝑜𝑣𝑒𝑟𝑠 𝑖𝑛 𝑠𝑜𝑚𝑒 𝑐ℎ𝑎𝑝𝑡𝑒𝑟𝑠. 𝐸𝑛𝑗𝑜𝑦 𝑅𝑒𝑎𝑑𝑖𝑛𝑔 !! #1 on #obeymeonemastertorulethemall (july 10, 2023)

In between a rage that burns in nightmares and a guilt that quietly longs for end, two broken survivors collide in the shadow of a shared tragedy .

the reason I made one is because my old bio dosent match my new profile anymore so that's why I used a new bio in my profile lol ...aaaand fomo