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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]]

"You're my hero, Superwoman," he said, his voice rough like gravel - like he wasn't used to saying anything soft. I smiled, his gaze steady as I tied the last strip of the bandage around his shoulder. "How come my superpowers don't work on you and me?" I asked, quietly, like it wasn't already eating me alive. He didn't flinch. "Maybe they don't work on people who already belong to you." His callused hand brushed my cheek. My chest ached. "Sukhala mama, ungowami wena." And the tears came. Because I'd asked him to fake love me. And now I didn't know where the lie ended and the truth began. He said "mama." inqondo yagoloza,intliziyo yavuma. (my brain said no, but my heart said yes) Ngewami Mamba is a force-an award-winning gynecologist, tech mogul, and humanitarian with a passport full of stamps and a bank account in pounds, not rands. She's the woman every man wants and every woman envies. But when her younger sister announces an unexpected engagement, Ngewami's perfectly curated world tilts off its axis. She was supposed to be first. The wife. The bride. The standard. Now, with the spotlight slipping and her ego bruised, Ngewami will stop at nothing to beat her sister to the altar-even if it means faking a relationship with the one kind of man she's always sworn off: A Zulu man. Sharp-tongued, emotionally armored, and unapologetically ambitious, Ngewami isn't looking for love-she's looking for a win. But love has a twisted sense of humor. And it just might be written in bold, bloody Zulu.

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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!

[Love that crossed power and empires] "Is there any problem, begum?" I asked, placing the book aside, my voice neutral but alert. She swallowed. "I have given my consent," she said, so softly it barely carried, "You should get married to Inaayat Amira." For a moment, I thought I had misheard. My head snapped up. My ears sharpened, every muscle in my body going rigid. "Perdon me?" I said, rising to my feet. "Repeat that." I took a step toward her. Then another. She said nothing. Her gaze dropped to the floor, lashes trembling, as if words had suddenly betrayed her. A dry, humorless smile curved my lips. "Itni samajdar ho gayi," I said quietly, stopping in front of her, "ki apne sohar ke liye faisle karne lagi?" I lifted her chin between my index and middle finger. Her skin was warm. Too warm. She flinched at the contact. "Itni samajdar," I continued, my voice lowering, sharper now, "ki mujhe baantne ke liye bhi taiyaar ho gayi aap?" I forced her to look at me.

Nada es imposible chavales. (SHIPS: Star x Capitán gato. Nova x Emi) Inspirado en la historia de Endersun! actualizacion cada 100 años

After cleaning out your old bedroom, you stumble upon one of your favorite games, which you end up no-clipping into. Basically I'm hyper fixating again. #1 in mcsm (7/19/24) #1 in orderofthestone (12/19/22) #1 in forfunsies (12/23/22) #1 in ivor (2/23/23) #2 in ellegaard (12/23/22) #3 in magnugaard (12/23/22)

Write poetry or do not, there is no try

You know this already from other story. Self insert and isekai thing. So let's just get this over with. One guy that got transport from another world and now has to become a new trainer at tracen. But the problem is that he don't have any knowledge about this job and this new world and not to mention the bizarre things that happen in that school everyday. Now he has to get use to this new environment, new job and also new bizarre daily life. Disclaimer: I own nothing in this fan fiction. A/N: Sorry in advance if I late on publish a chapter.

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Random AU's for the Ineffable Husbands that either come out of my mind or got inspired by other AU's in the community (if that is the case, I'll specify from where and who the original AU came from). Chapter lengths may vary from very short to very long, I don't plan on giving myself a minimum or maximum word count for this. Even if one goes on for very long and probably should be broken up into several parts, I'll refrain from doing so, to keep it as a literal one-shot. So this should be fun. (Book says "Completed", but that will only be official when the line below says "Word Count" and not "Current Word Count". If it still has "Current", that means there's still more AU ideas I haven't gotten to, but will someday. If you like how I write the ineffable spouses, add this book to your library so you're notified when a new one-shot comes out!) Current Word Count: 325,800 (58 one-shots)

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idk wanna try write sharplow cuz there's not a lot of them on wattpad and stuff and what am i doing it 12 am i have an art piece that i would like for the cover but idk if i can use it and stuff i ate half a bar of chocolate today yeah. (⁠ ⁠╹⁠▽⁠╹⁠ ⁠) COVER ART BY @aethiral ON TT !

Do you have a quote from your story that you'd love to share with the world? You have come to the right place. Starting every Friday, we will publish one quote from your story. The quote can be a maximum of two lines and up to four lines for poetry. Read more to find out! Cover made by the wonderfully talented Deanna :)

~Sanvi Chauhan ♡ Shreyash Singh Thakur They both love each other from childhood and promised to marry. After growing up, love is alive in one's heart but not in the other one But if you fall in love once, that love always stays alive in your heart. After 11 years, just a one eye contact made both theirs hearts beat faster but one recognized immediately and the other remained unaware. They are both willing to lay down their lives for one another. He's Naval officer..., she's IPS officer Lovey dovey couple.. _________________________________________ "Isne mujhe fasaya hai.." she said "Maine aapko fasaya nahi, dil mein basaya hai Rani Saa.." he said _________________________________________ There is alot of fun..., school fun, college life, then other things.., there is no toxicity in this book..,just showed pure emotions of them❤️

This is a fan-made series. All characters in this fanfiction are not mine except my original characters. Two years after the finale, the SMG4 crew reunites for even more chaotic adventures throughout the Mushroom Kingdom and beyond.

Yea, so I update when I'm not busy, and I draw kinda whatever I want Requests are always open, but i do have to balance there with my other work, so it might be a bit slow. sorry, there's a lack of consistency to everything. I don't really have an art style, lol Anyway, enjoy!! :3

Evan y David son compañeros de homeschooling que apenas se conocen fuera de una pantalla. Entre tareas, llamadas y un grupo de WhatsApp lleno de compañeros molestos, ambos se acostumbran a jugar a ser "la pareja". Apodos cariñosos. Celos disfrazados de bromas. Mensajes a medianoche. Y siempre la misma excusa: -Es broma. Pero mientras más tiempo pasan juntos, más difícil se vuelve fingir que sus corazones no reaccionan cuando el otro aparece en línea. Porque algunas bromas duran demasiado... y otras terminan convirtiéndose en algo real.

Iyong diary ko nasa loob ng cabinet sa kuwarto ko. Ano raw 'yong laman? Hala, bakit niyo tinatanong? Kalandian lang naman.