Resistance Stories

The Empire is wounded. Its war machine is starving. Its ranks are being bled dry. After the Battle of Yavin, Emperor Palpatine orders an expedition into the Unknown Regions to search for raw materials in order to make up for the loss of the Death Star. When the planet Earth is discovered, the capture of its valuable resources becomes a top priority. The only problem? Earth's people won't go down without a fight. *Star Wars was created by George Lucas and is owned by Disney (not me lol)* *Currently Attempting to Publish on Royal Road under Account JP Short*

As the Sky People return and the balance of Eywa begins to fracture, Tireya of the Tayrangi moves through her days as she always has, serving, healing, protecting, never hesitating. She is fearless in the air, unyielding on the ground, and bound by duty to her clan. Then a stranger steps into her path. A lone shadow warrior-clanless, carrying the weapons of the Sky People despite the Na'vi blood in his veins-moves through the forest like something half-forbidden, half-unchained. He does not bow. He does not flee. He watches her as though she is both a threat and the truth. "You should not stand so close," she tells him once, voice sharp, pulse louder than the forest. He leans nearer anyway, breath grazing her ear. "Then stop reaching for me." Every encounter is wrong-too quiet, too charged, too aware. Their hands never touch, yet she feels him everywhere. His restraint is violent. Hers is breaking. As the resistance grows and the land begins to bleed, Tireya is forced to fight beside the one man she cannot afford to want-someone without a clan, without a place, without permission to look at her like that.

The galaxy expected Kylo Ren to fall after Exegol. Instead, he conquered. Now the First Order rules from the stars, offering protection where the Republic failed and crushing rebellion wherever it rises. On the royal world of Valaryn, survival comes at a price: a treaty, a throne, and a princess promised to the Supreme Leader. You were raised to smile in court, bleed in silence, and kill when necessary. Draped in silk, jewels, and royal duty, you have always known your life would belong to your planet. So when Valaryn signs a political alliance with the First Order, you accept your role as Kylo Ren's bride, not for love, but for survival. Your union is meant to be strategic. Cold. Controlled. But Kylo Ren is not the monster you expected, and you are not the fragile princess he was promised. As distrust turns into fascination behind closed doors, Resistance survivors begin using Valaryn as the spark of a new uprising. With your family divided, your loyalty questioned, and the dark side calling louder than ever, you must decide whether you will remain a daughter of Valaryn... ...or become something far more feared.

One family. Four borders. Generations of memories. From a Kurdish village in the mountains, one family's story passes from generation to generation as borders divide their homeland between different states. Through war, displacement, loss, resistance, love, and hope, an old key survives in the hands of their descendants-carrying the memory of a home the mountains never forgot.

(Sequel to Shrek the Third: Search of a New Heir!) Greetings, everyone. Prince Cassian of Havendale, at your service. Life has been going so excellently ever since me and Naomi got married! Being royalty hasn't been easy these days, but I always do my best. Most days, I believe that I truly have what it takes to be a great King. With the support of my friends and family, I grow more confidence in myself and it encourages me to keep doing my best to if I want to be a ruler that the Kingdom of Havendale can believe in and look up to. However, things are about to take a turn for the worst as Shrek, who's been longing for the old days when he was feared by many, signs a deal with the devious Rumpelstiltskin. As a result, I end up getting separated from my family and we end up getting thrown into an alternate universe where Rumpelstiltskin rules Far Far Away with an army of witches at his disposal. Ogres are hated and being hunted down, no one knows who Shrek is since he never existed here, and Shrek will die in a day's time. If that wasn't bad enough, Havendale has even been taken over by an army of raiders led by the man who I believed we would never worry about ever again. Can we undo the magic of the contract, find a way out of this hellish timeline, and restore our happily ever after? IMPORTANT: Do NOT copy, repost, or steal my work! -Shrek belongs to DreamWorks Animation! -The Havendale series belongs to me! -All OCs belong to me! -All music used belongs to their respective owners! -Only images of art made by me belongs to me. I do not own any of the images used throughout the entire book! They all belong to their respective owners!

One impossible test. One illegal heartbeat. The hunt is on. In a world broken and restructured by the Global Regeneration Authority (GRA), biology is absolute state property. For thirty years, human extraction labs have turned up nothing but sterile failures. The human race is mathematically engineered to bleed out- and the GRA will ruthlessly dismantle anyone who threatens their controlled timeline. Elara Eden has survived in the shadows of the sector grids by following one simple rule: never stand out. But her quiet existence is completely shattered by a single, terrifying plastic stick. Elara is pregnant. Know that a mandatory biometric scan will flag the child and turn them both into state laboratory experiment, Elara burns the evidence. But the clock is already ticking. Desperate and hunted by the creeping suspicion of the local sector enforcers, her husband Kael proposes a deadly gamble: they must trust his mother, a high- ranking sector doctor to help them mask the pregnancy and forge the documents needed to escape the city grids. With the ruthless GRA closing in, Elara and Kael must execute a breathless, high- stakes escape across the sector borders to find a legendary resistance group hidden in the wasteland. In a world where every citizen is a government informant, trust is a fatal mistake- and their only hope of survival rests in a mother's medical secrets and a race against time. 🏷️What to Expect • Tropes: High-Stakes Manhunt • Government Conspiracy • Dystopian Chase Fiction • Established Husband-and-Wife Duo • Ticking-Clock Suspense. • Format: Completed 30-Chapter Arc • Rapid Release Schedule.

Hittite was born into Silver's reign. A place at war. A place where your mind submitting to the system is seen as peace rather than disturbing. And is punished for his father's actions. Forced into solitude until... a organisation offers him another idea. Thrive of peace, it is named, giving him a new chance in life. To build his own values and choice without external influence. But there was something more important to Hittite's eyes, friendship. Something he never had. Something he never thought he could achieve. He is dangerously desperate, could this stop him from really freeing himself of the chains of his dictator by dragging him into being someone's slave instead? Artyn thought of himself as in love. But no, Hittite worries for him as the more he falls for Lilith's spell. He thought he could never be controlled again. Artyn never figured that a person can have the same power over another such as a government can have. She has been in his darkest of times. Taught him the horrendous actions of Silver. She justifies for everything he does. Could Artyn see his mind becoming governed over by someone he thought he could trust? Is the organisation what it represents itself to be? Better than two sides of a war? Feels like it's in war within itself too. Imara never thought losing her mother could ever happen neither Nirosh. But one leader of the organisation desires for it to occur, could the other leader protect their mother or do they have to protect her themselves? Chudail and Priya are complete opposites, but have an identical motivation. Make the nightmares stop! Priya believes getting help from others and running for their mother's love can complete them unlike her twin sister. Chudail does not realise she is becoming their mother. Soon, cigars will not be enough. Chudail will eventually reach for something worse... and that could be life threatening! IF YOU'RE AN ARTIST/ANY JOB LOOKING FOR CUSTOMERS, YOU WILL NOT FIND THEM HERE, BUZZ OFF!

The world ended in fire and silence, and Priscilla Mayhem learned far too quickly that childhood was a luxury the post-invasion world could not afford. At fourteen, Priscilla travels with the remnants of humanity alongside her older siblings-Maggie, hardened beyond her twenty-five years, and Tobias, twenty and trying desperately to hold their fractured family together. Like Maggie, Priscilla fell into the hands of Pope's group early in the invasion. There, survival came at a terrible cost. Forced into brutality, fear, and control, Priscilla emerged changed-and carrying a child. Her baby is both her deepest wound and her fiercest reason to keep going in a world that has already taken everything else. The story begins during the events surrounding The Armory in Season One, as the 2nd Massachusetts Militia attempts to reclaim hope, weapons, and a future from the ruins of the old world. Priscilla, still young but already marked by loss, joins the fight while struggling to protect her baby from a war that never spares the innocent. Haunted by Pope's influence and judged by survivors who don't understand what she endured, Priscilla must navigate motherhood, trauma, and combat all at once. Amid the chaos, she forms an unexpected bond with Ben Mason-a boy her age who understands loss, fear, and the crushing weight of responsibility. As Ben faces his own path toward transformation and resistance, Priscilla becomes both an anchor and a reminder of what they're fighting for. Together, they grow up too fast in a world that demands it, finding solace, loyalty, and eventually love in each other as humanity teeters on the brink.

The Last Dawn - Story Description In the spring of 2025, the world wakes to a nightmare. A mysterious virus known as The Crimson Fever spreads with terrifying speed, turning ordinary people into mindless predators driven by bloodlust. Cities collapse, governments fail, and society crumbles almost overnight. Amid the chaos, a small group of survivors-ordinary people with extraordinary courage-must navigate a new world where danger lurks behind every corner. Every decision is a matter of life or death, and every Dawn may be their last. As the infection spreads and humanity teeters on the edge of extinction, the survivors face not only the horrors of the infected but also the darkness in themselves and in those they once trusted. Loyalties are tested, alliances are forged and broken, and the line between human and monster blurs. The Last Dawn is a gripping tale of survival, fear, and hope-a story of how ordinary people fight to endure in a world that has fallen apart, where the only certainty is that nothing will ever be the same again.

Voldemort is back and Albus Dumbledore, worried for the safety of the Boy Who Lived, summons an Italian necromancer named Marta Bruno to Hogwartz in order to protect him and provide him with support. She and Professor Snape have been friends for a long time and have been in a romantic relationship for the past few years. When he learns that his beloved will become part of the Order of the Phoenix is ​​not at all happy: he has already lost a woman dear to him in that war and does not want to make the same mistake again. But Marta will be of fundamental help to the Order thanks to some of her... particular powers. I do not own HARRY POTTER, the only thing I invented is Marta and her family.

𝐌𝐀𝐋𝐀𝐊-𝐀𝐋-𝐇𝐀𝐑𝐁 (𝐁𝐎𝐎𝐊-𝐓𝐖𝐎) "Your Jae-Min is dead," he spat. "The Supreme Commander-in-Chief of Vylak-is gone. And you... you killed him." · ─────── ·𖥸· ─────── · · 𝐈𝐭 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐭𝐫𝐮𝐞 - 𝐂𝐨𝐦𝐦𝐚𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐫 𝐏𝐚𝐫𝐤 𝐉𝐚𝐞-𝐌𝐢𝐧 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐝𝐞𝐚𝐝. 𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐛𝐨𝐲 𝐜𝐨𝐧𝐬𝐮𝐦𝐞𝐝 𝐛𝐲 𝐫𝐚𝐠𝐞 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐡𝐚𝐭𝐫𝐞𝐝 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐠𝐨𝐧𝐞. 𝐈𝐧 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐩𝐥𝐚𝐜𝐞 𝐬𝐭𝐨𝐨𝐝 𝐏𝐚𝐫𝐤 𝐌𝐨𝐡𝐚𝐦𝐦𝐚𝐝 𝐈𝐛𝐫𝐚𝐡𝐢𝐦 - 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐦𝐚𝐧 𝐰𝐡𝐨 𝐛𝐫𝐨𝐤𝐞, 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐦𝐚𝐧 𝐰𝐡𝐨 𝐛𝐨𝐰𝐞𝐝, 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐦𝐚𝐧 𝐰𝐡𝐨 𝐫𝐞𝐩𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐝, 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐦𝐚𝐧 𝐰𝐡𝐨 𝐰𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐝 𝐫𝐢𝐬𝐞 𝐭𝐨 𝐥𝐞𝐚𝐝. 𝐓𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐢𝐬𝐧'𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐞𝐧𝐝 𝐨𝐟 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐬𝐭𝐨𝐫𝐲. 𝐓𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐢𝐬 𝐰𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐢𝐭 𝐭𝐫𝐮𝐥𝐲 𝐛𝐞𝐠𝐢𝐧𝐬 - 𝐚 𝐭𝐚𝐥𝐞 𝐨𝐟 𝐫𝐞𝐬𝐢𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐧𝐜𝐞, 𝐨𝐟 𝐫𝐞𝐬𝐢𝐥𝐢𝐞𝐧𝐜𝐞, 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐨𝐟 𝐟𝐚𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐫𝐞𝐛𝐨𝐫𝐧. 𝐖𝐚𝐭𝐜𝐡 𝐚𝐬 𝐈𝐛𝐫𝐚𝐡𝐢𝐦 𝐭𝐫𝐚𝐧𝐬𝐟𝐨𝐫𝐦𝐬 - 𝐟𝐫𝐨𝐦 𝐚 𝐧𝐚𝐦𝐞𝐥𝐞𝐬𝐬 𝐬𝐡𝐚𝐝𝐨𝐰 𝐢𝐧𝐭𝐨 𝐚 𝐯𝐨𝐢𝐜𝐞 𝐨𝐟 𝐭𝐫𝐮𝐭𝐡, 𝐚 𝐬𝐜𝐡𝐨𝐥𝐚𝐫, 𝐚 𝐥𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫. 𝐀𝐧𝐝 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐧𝐞𝐬𝐬 𝐡𝐨𝐰 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐄𝐥𝐲𝐫𝐢𝐚𝐧𝐬 𝐫𝐢𝐬𝐞 𝐨𝐧𝐜𝐞 𝐦𝐨𝐫𝐞, 𝐬𝐭𝐫𝐨𝐧𝐠𝐞𝐫 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐧 𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫 𝐛𝐞𝐟𝐨

The story of how the survivors' battle against the dangerous, dark entity known as Nox began. ________________________________________ Synopsis: ________________________________________ Far from the survivors' base... In a desolate region that no one has explored since the Nox attacks began, Oren is holding out all alone. He is hiding within the ruins of an ancient observatory. Spread out before him are various records, ancient symbols, and crystal fragments he has managed to gather over the past few days. "I have to find a way to stop Nox..." he murmurs. "I can't keep running from it." *** Oren keeps searching until he finally discovers an ancient carving, nearly buried under layers of dust. It tells the tale of a legendary crystal. The Crystal of Pure Light Energy. Oren reads the text intently. "This crystal..." "...possesses light energy far purer than ordinary light energy." *** "I can't give up-for the sake of my friends," says Oren. "Just give up, Oren," says ??? ________________________________________ If you're curious about what happens next, please read on! (⁠ ⁠ꈍ⁠ᴗ⁠ꈍ⁠) Warning 📍📌 - No 18+ content. - Maybe use of mild profanity (idk?). - Story created using my own AU version. - Sprunki belongs to NyankoBfLol; I am only borrowing the characters. - Please ask for permission if you are inspired by this. - By the way, this is my second story, so I apologize if it's not very engaging. 🙏 - Please don't copy the story content; coming up with ideas is hard work! 🗿🙃 - The story is relatively short because i'm don't have much time to write long pieces. 😅 - FYI, this is actually the English translation of my story "Perlawanan Dari Para Penyintas" (Resistance From Survivors); feel free to check out the original on my profile if you'd like 😄 - My English is poor because it isn't my native language-I'm actually Indonesian 🇮🇩 Apologies if the story feels disjointed; I've got writer's block right now. 😭

Dans un futur lointain, la France est dirigée par le parti Psi, un gouvernement totalitaire qui a inscrit dans la loi que chaque individu doit offrir sa vie le jour de son trentième anniversaire dans une cérémonie où sont conviés les amis et collègues pour le bien de la Nation. Tout le monde doit le faire, qu'il soit ouvrier ou haut dirigeant. Pour Ulysse Mérou, cet état de fait ne doit en aucun cas être remis en cause, mais sa rencontre avec Émilie Marchand puis Jules Vernillon plus tard, va modifier sa vision des choses et changer son implication dans cette vaste fumisterie. Ensemble, ils vont tenter de démontrer aux Français les rouages d'un système corrompu, mais le peuple, aussi formaté, peut-il entendre raison et accepter la vérité ? Heureux qui comme Ulysse... est un court roman dystopique qui se présente comme un compte à rebours narrant les derniers jours d'Ulysse Mérou avant son suicide pour satisfaire à la règle édictée par le Parti.

The resistance is failing; it will fail. But what will they do? One wants more and more desperately to escape, and the other is hell-bent on devoting to the cause. Who is right?

𝑺𝒐𝒎𝒆 𝒃𝒐𝒏𝒅𝒔 𝒂𝒓𝒆 𝒏𝒐𝒕 𝒎𝒂𝒅𝒆 𝒃𝒚 𝒄𝒉𝒐𝒊𝒄𝒆. Shen Wenlang never believed in love-only in control. He built his life on precision, power, and perfection. In his world, mistakes weren't tolerated, and emotions were nothing more than distractions. Hua Yong was the only exception. A childhood constant. A silence that never left. But what Wenlang never realized was this- Some bonds are not formed. They are built. Carefully. Patiently. Deliberately. By the time he began to question it, every path had already been shaped. A marriage he didn't choose. A life that refused to loosen its hold. A man who never needed permission- because Wenlang had already been chosen long ago.

New chapters every Sunday 10:00AM EST! A stowaway. A stolen ship. A galaxy that doesn't believe in hope anymore. Outer Reaches follows Liam, a reckless optimist whose refusal to accept a broken universe slowly turns survival into rebellion. As he crosses Union borders and cartel space, his belief that everyone deserves to smile begins to challenge systems built on fear, control, and exhaustion.

The Boy Who Lived is dead. The Dark Lord has won. Hogwarts is no longer a school of magic. Under the absolute rule of Headmaster Voldemort, the historic castle has been twisted into a brutal military fortress. Here, innocent children are stripped of their humanity and forged into a ruthless, brainwashed army known only as the Death Hallows. Stripped of their wands and their freedom, Hermione Granger and Ron Weasley are condemned to a brutal life of servitude inside the suffocating walls of Malfoy Manor. Their days are ruled by the Dark Lord's top executioner-the cold, arrogant High Reeve, Draco Malfoy. In a world built on ash and fear, survival is the only thing that matters, and hope is a death sentence. But shadows have secrets. As the lines between enemies and allies begin to blur, a quiet, dangerous rebellion begins to stir in the deep dark. Ancient, forbidden magic is waking up, anchored by a secret that could shatter Voldemort's regime to its very core. The Golden Trio fell in the forest. But the war is far from over. ************************************************************** A dark, high-stakes Harry Potter Alternate Universe focused on unbroken loyalty, genuine redemption, custom spellwork, and a slow-burn Dracuna dynamic. If this world pulls you in - a vote or comment tells me to keep going. 🖤

Power and greed are at the heart of governance in future Britain. For two hundred years, Chartered and Standard have ruled over the country, each leader genetically cultivated and engineered to be ruthless, loyal and incapable of empathy. Thirty-six, the latest heir, was created to continue the legacy of Thirty-five. But a chance encounter with an outspoken administrator begins to erode everything he was built to be, drawing him into a world he didn't understand and a conflict that would cost him everything.

In the town of Comfort, a woman's face is an obscenity. On the day the town counts you a woman, you are given your cover - a plain paper bag, two holes cut for the eyes - and you wear it every time you are seen. The paper thins the air. To be a woman in Comfort is to breathe less, and to thank them for it. The men wear nothing. The men have faces. Wren has worn her cover well for seventeen years. Then it tears - and for one impossible breath, she tastes clean air. Now she wants more. But in Comfort, one woman's freedom is paid for by all the others. The Registrar is already hunting the girl who breathes too easily. And the only way to end it is to send the shame back to the men who invented it - before the trail leads home, before her little sister is counted, before the town takes her face for good. The truth about Comfort was never that women are shameful. The truth is that someone decided it - and wrote it down. New Chapers every Wednesday and Sunday

Dans la Néra, la magie est interdite. Sous l'ombre de l'Alvatar, la cité flottante qui domine le monde depuis les cieux, il ne reste que la misère, la peur et quelques résistants assez fous pour croire qu'un autre avenir est encore possible. Nymera Velnair est l'une d'entre eux. Dent de la Résistance, elle a appris à survivre, à se battre et surtout à ne jamais laisser ses secrets devenir une faiblesse. Mais certaines choses ne peuvent pas rester enfouies éternellement. Lorsqu'un inconnu au regard trop perçant rejoint les rangs de la Résistance, Nymera comprend rapidement qu'il cache autant de secrets qu'elle. Et tandis que les tensions entre la Néra et l'Alvatar menacent de faire basculer un équilibre déjà fragile, quelque chose d'ancien semble s'éveiller dans l'ombre. Quelque chose que le temps avait oublié. Quelque chose qui aurait peut-être dû le rester.