Thehost Stories

I do not own Star Wars Rebels I really wish I did though. This is a second book to The Dark Side of Kanan series. Ezra goes missing and the last one to see him is Lyra. As everyone looks for Ezra Kanan notices that Lyra doesn't help and doesn't worry. Kanan tries to break in to her mind to find Ezra but Lyra is determined to keep him out. Will Kanan find Ezra in time or will something happen before they find him? Will something that they had barely avoided in the past few months happen here? Unlike the last one you will hear from the rest of the crew as they search for there second youngest crew member. I do not own Star Wars Rebels wish I did. (WARNING: THIS GETS VERY BAD AND IS RATED MATURE PLEASE BE PREPARED WHEN READING THIS STORY! IF UNDER THIRTEEN I SUGGEST YOU DO NOT READ THIS STORY!)

A new body, a new life and new questions. Normally all these things would mean the world to a soul, the chance to experience everything for the first time. But what happens when the questions asked reveal dark truths. What happens when a Seeker, the heroes meant to protect soul society from the wild humans begins to question soul philosophy. What happens when a seeker goes rogue. This is a work of fanfiction that is based on the story "The Host" by Stephenie Meyer.

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Damien struggles with his disability and accepting the help of his friends. Later, Dark struggles with something similar.

'You must be careful. They're everywhere, they're... They're taking over. Take shelter, and don't come out under any circumstances. It could mean the difference between life and death.' Hannah Jaquille is just an average 15 year old from a small town in Illinois called Sycamore. She's as surprised and frightened as everyone else when strange happenings sweep the entire state. Hannah's loved ones are being overcome by body intruders called Invaders who take over ones' soul, leaving them somewhat alive, but not themselves. A story similar to Stephenie Meyer's 'The Host', join Hannah on her journey to stay alive in her own body. Will Hannah and her loved ones be able to escape the Invaders before its too late? Read Taken to find out.

A collection of short stories about the JSE and MP egos interacting and just being dumb generally. There will be no shipping in this book so yee. Enjoy.

Prologue: The Birth of the Underworld Empire (2025-2040) The year is 2025. The world believes governments control everything-the economy, the military, the future. But behind closed doors, in the dark alleys of power, five of the most feared criminal organizations are about to change history. The Mexican Cartels: Masters of drug trade, brutal executions, and corruption. The Italian Mafia: The silent rulers of finance, politics, and organized crime in Europe. The Russian Bratva: Arms dealers, cybercriminals, and cold-blooded killers. The Yakuza: Discipline, honor, and ruthless control over Asia's underground economy. The Indian Underworld: The ghosts of the past, now reborn, controlling businesses, elections, and entire cities. For decades, they fought each other. But now, a visionary leader-a man known only as The Ghost-brings them together. He convinces them that crime should not be hidden in the shadows but should rule the world openly. In 2026, the Global Criminal Network (GCN) is born. Not just an alliance-but a new world order.

17 year old Sawyer Jones is making her way home after another failed interview when she is suddenly hit by a car. When she wakes, she's faced with a man donning a pink mustache, an odd accent, and an offer for a job she can't refuse. What could go wrong?

Mark, or rather known as Markiplier, is a popular youtuber with a huge community / fan base. Besides his lovingly community he has these.. "funny" counterparts of his: - Wilford Warfstache - Googleplier - The Host - Darkiplier -and many more However, what did he not know was that they weren't only fiction. Oh no, the fans -the community- had so much more power than you could imagine. The power of fiction becoming real. That made up characters can be manifest in human like bodies. Like a transfer from the internet into the real world. And poor Mark didn't know that this was possible. - - - - One ego in specific had an eye out for him, and let me tell you, this ego had firstly nothing good on his mind. He only wanted a little fun with our little Markimoo. Honey did Mark know, a storm was coming for him. Quiet- silently- almost unnoticeable. A storm made of darkness and pure sadistic hatred against Mark. It would sweep his feet off the ground with great force, made him land on the cold, hard ground - to get him back to earth - to get Mark in his place where he belongs to: Sitting on the grounds of hell, desperate, while Dark would stand up above him before the gates to heaven, glaring victoriously down at his creator, a satisfied grin on his face, glimmering red eyes would bore into Mark's brown ones... So, my dear one, I would say: Let the story begin. Sincerely, Me The author of this story. Warnings: cursing, angst, physical violence mentioned Cover edited by me :3

[CURRENTLY PAUSED] A bunch of one-shots. No smut or anything like that, but fluff and other sweet things. I'm taking requests (x readers only) These (one) shots am I gonna do: -Markiplier -Jacksepticeye -Crankgameplays And of course, their alter egos!!! [THE FIRST ARE OLD AND REALLY CRINGY]

~REQUESTS ARE OPEN~ I'm setting a challenge for myself to try to do at least one or two a week from when I start because I usually suck at uploading, but if I don't manage it it's because I will have posted on another book I currently have going. WILL INCLUDE: Jack Mark/Teamiplier (Tyler, Amy, Kathryn) Ethan Nathan Sharp (Nate) Antisepticeye Chase Brody Dr Henrik Von Schneeplestien Jackieboyman Robbie The Zombie Jameson Jackson Marvin The Magnificent Jacksepticglitch Bingsepticeye Android Jack Darkiplier The Host Wilford Warfstache Googleplier Bingiplier Silver Bim Trimmer Ed Edgar Yandereplier Dr. Iplier Blankgameplays Natemare Phantom

"You speak as if a war were raging." "To the remains of the human race, one is." ... In order for our plan to work we had to gather other rogue humans, and maybe even some alien refugees. We were outnumbered; the seekers could easily overpower us. Jeb knows this is very risky, but what choice did they have? They couldn't just stand there and let my kind continue to take over their planet. Almost every human being has been successfully occupied, making the human race nearly extinct. Can we stop them in time? Well I wouldn't know, but we can choose to believe. Choose to fight, and choose to have faith. Will you choose with us? Will you resist with us? There's only one way to find out.

"Pheobe! Just come on!" Im being yanked away but they've got Joshua. I cant leave him. I love him. "No! Let me go!" I tug free of the hand that grabs at me and look at her. "We cant leave him!" Big brown eyes stare back at me and she shakes her head rapidly. "Lizzy please!" Shes still shaking her head and starts backing away from me. My best friend. Then Im grabbed and yanked.

After leaving behind his ways as the Author, Host had cut off all romantic relationships. That was until he met a certain robot. But will he be able to return the Host's feelings? Inspired by @indecisive-fanchild

Anti: Y̵͓̥͔̭͎͍̰̖͕ͤ̇̉̌̆͐̓̆ͥ͜o̘̭͈̞̼̮͋̉ͪͩ̈́́ͪ̀͘ű̹̺͉̳̭̪͔̈́ͣ͒ͦͮ̇ ̹͓̫̥̌a̸̶̻ͯr̵̢͈̖ͤ̅̋ͨ̽̈̿̚e̩̠̱͋́̃͆ͫ͑͠ ̨͋́͏̤a̞̤̰̝̲͖̖̰͒̌̂ͭͩl̥͇̦̞̭̥͙͎̅̀ļ̡͙͈̭̤̈̒͘ ̛͕̳̱̯̺͗̾͂̉́tͮͩ͊̓ͧ͂̃̓͜҉̡̲̭̺ͅḥ̙̗̙ͧͩͦ́̀͡ě̢̻͔͓̠̱̯̖̖͙̔ͤ̑͊̒̆̄͡͝ ̧̞͚̥̮̬̪͓̭̬ͥ̂ͥͧ̊͒͘͜w̘̯̥͈̔̃̑̋͘͝o̮̖̻͇̲̿ͦ́ͣ̅͢͡ȓ̨̜̪̲͖̻͎̣̞̏̒ͣs͍̲̜̣̳̣͍͉̺̔̑̕͢t̯̟͈̳̻̉̑̇ͤͮͤ Sean: what happened while I was gone ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ WilfordW: Hai Friends Darkiplier: Friends is a bit of a stretch but what do you want WilfordW: I just wanted to talk Darkiplier: We live in the same house ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Natemare: Nateeeee Natemare: Nateeeeeee Natemare: Nathannn Natemare: Nathannnnnn IsBattling: Oh my god what Natemare: Hai :3 IsBattling: get out of my life

I haven't seen one of these so I thought I'd write one up Guys: Ian Kyle Jared Jamie Wes

One Shots of my favorite fandoms Mostly Markiplier/Jacksepticeye and their Egos Have fun reading I'm bad at this description

Have you ever layed back in bed one night, around maybe 11 pm, or 4 am and wondered to yourself, "What would it be like if I were the child of one of the egos?" I may not be able to completely answer it, at least not in the way you want it to be like.

It’s been 2 years since Wanderer was finally set free from Melanie’s body, and put into the body of a tiny seventeen year old girl. The only person tethering her to Earth was her partner, Ian O’Shea. While she was getting inevitably closer with Melanie, Jared and the gang as the years flew by, Wanda felt empty and slightly out-of-place amongst the humans she loved so dearly. Ian O’Shea spent everyday for 2 years loving Wanderer with every hour and second of his life, he would’ve done anything for her, even when things on the surface seemed perfect, nothing was as it seemed. When Wanda is captured by a group of Seekers on a raid gone wrong, will Ian sacrifice himself for the love of his life? Or will he hide in the shadows and await her return?