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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]]

A broke, straight-edged high schooler must fight her feelings for her new cocky admirer or risk being stuck in a dead-end town forever. ***** Seventeen-year-old control freak Meg is determined to leave her dead-end town for good. But when a handsome stranger walks into her diner and leaves her a hundred-dollar bill, Meg's life takes a turn for the worse, and she finds herself falling for the kind of guy she definitely shouldn't be. With college around the corner and her future on the line, Meg knows she must fight against her feelings for Nate or risk losing the one thing she's fought so hard for - control. [[word count: 70,000-80,000 words]] (Written by @officialrachaelrose, previously known as @Rachksnaps) *If you aren't reading this book on Wattpad, it has been stolen. Please report the website!* Cover designed by Ashley Bandy

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"𝙄 𝙩𝙝𝙤𝙪𝙜𝙝𝙩 𝙢𝙖𝙧𝙧𝙞𝙖𝙜𝙚 𝙢𝙚𝙖𝙣𝙩 𝙗𝙚𝙡𝙤𝙣𝙜𝙞𝙣𝙜, 𝙗𝙪𝙩 𝙄 𝙬𝙖𝙨 𝙤𝙣𝙡𝙮 𝙖 𝙩𝙧𝙚𝙨𝙥𝙖𝙨𝙨𝙚𝙧 𝙞𝙣 𝙝𝙞𝙨 𝙬𝙤𝙧𝙡𝙙." ╰┈➤As I pushed open the door, the air was thick with the scent of betrayal. My heart stilled. There he was-my husband, my Rudraksh, with another woman in his arms. His fingers traced her waist like she belonged there, like I was nothing but a ghost haunting a home that was never mine. ╰┈➤I staggered forward, my vision blurring, my soul shattering. "How much more do I have to suffer, Rudraksh?" My voice trembled, but he only smirked-a cruel curve of lips that held no mercy. ╰┈➤He stepped toward me, his grip like fire searing my wrist before he shoved me out of his world, out of his heart. The door slammed shut, locking me outside-where I had always been. 𝘼𝙣𝙙 𝙩𝙝𝙖𝙩'𝙨 𝙬𝙝𝙚𝙣 𝙄 𝙧𝙚𝙖𝙡𝙞𝙯𝙚𝙙... 𝙡𝙤𝙫𝙚 𝙬𝙖𝙨 𝙣𝙚𝙫𝙚𝙧 𝙢𝙚𝙖𝙣𝙩 𝙛𝙤𝙧 𝙢𝙚. Rudraksh Rajput X Arohi Mehra 𓂃˖˳·˖ ִֶָ ⋆🌷͙⋆ ִֶָ˖·˳˖𓂃 ִֶָ

Sc'the is a Dragon, who wouldn't want to be one?! But he's not a normal dragon that people often read about. There was no dungeon for him to wake up endangered by, there was no siblings to bug him, and there certainly wasn't just a strange screen showing what he'd become. There was a Voice too. Oh, but this is Sc'the's second life, and going from a human kid that was starting to give up on life, to becoming one of the most important beings of an entire planet is certainly a shocking twist of fate.

< This is just a side gig really, I much prefer full works, this is just for scrapped plots, ideas, and ideas I have which I can't extend to being a full book! >

As Chloe struggles to understand her new reality, unknown forces begin to stir in the shadows, and an ancient power awakens, bringing with it secrets that could change everything. Yet, in the midst of this looming storm, she turns the key to a small café on the corner-its warm lights spilling into the night. Meanwhile, her friends begin uncovering mysteries of their own, each discovery pulling them deeper into a world far stranger than they imagined also dealing with other strange things. Together, they must navigate the unknown, even as the lines between truth, myth, and destiny begin to blur. ∙∙·▫▫ᵒᴼᵒ▫ₒₒ▫ᵒᴼ ℙ.𝕊. ᴼᵒ▫ₒₒ▫ᵒᴼᵒ▫▫·∙∙ ᵀʰⁱˢ ˢᵗᵒʳʸ ⁱˢ ⁱⁿˢᵖⁱʳᵉᵈ ᵇʸ ᴬᶻᵗᵉᶜ ᶜᵘˡᵗᵘʳᵉ, ᵃⁿᵈ ⁱᵗ ᵐᵃʳᵏˢ ᵐʸ ᵛᵉʳʸ ᶠⁱʳˢᵗ ᵃᵗᵗᵉᵐᵖᵗ ᵃᵗ ʷʳⁱᵗⁱⁿᵍ ᶠᵃⁿᶠⁱᶜᵗⁱᵒⁿ. ᴵ ᵏⁿᵒʷ ᵗʰᵉʳᵉ ᵐᵃʸ ᵇᵉ ᵃ ᶠᵉʷ ᵐⁱˢᵗᵃᵏᵉˢ ᵃˡᵒⁿᵍ ᵗʰᵉ ʷᵃʸ, ᵇᵘᵗ ᴵ ʰᵒᵖᵉ ʸᵒᵘ'ˡˡ ʳᵉᵃᵈ ʷⁱᵗʰ ᵖᵃᵗⁱᵉⁿᶜᵉ ᵃⁿᵈ ᵉⁿʲᵒʸ ᵗʰᵉ ʲᵒᵘʳⁿᵉʸ ʷⁱᵗʰ ᵐᵉ. I'll do my best to make this story stand out from others. It will include Spanish, a few Nahuatl expressions, and some French, each with translations provided for your convenience. 🔥Contains elements of fear and some violence. ᴺᵉʷ ᶜʰᵃʳᵃᶜᵗᵉʳˢ ʷⁱˡˡ ᵇᵉ ⁱⁿᵗʳᵒᵈᵘᶜᵉᵈ. ᴺᵉʷ ᵖˡᵃᶜᵉˢ ʷⁱˡˡ ᵇᵉ ᵉˣᵖˡᵒʳᵉᵈ. ᴼᵗʰᵉʳ ᵉˡᵉᵐᵉⁿᵗˢ ʷⁱˡˡ ᵘⁿᶠᵒˡᵈ ᵃˡᵒⁿᵍ ᵗʰᵉ ʷᵃʸ. 𝑰'𝒎 𝒏𝒐𝒕 𝒑𝒂𝒓𝒕𝒊𝒄𝒖𝒍𝒂𝒓𝒍𝒚 𝒂 𝒇𝒂𝒏 𝒐𝒇 𝑴𝒊𝒓𝒂𝒄𝒖𝒍𝒐𝒖𝒔, but I am intrigued writing about Paris. From here on, the remaining chapters will unfold entirely through dialogues.

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!

He died with the music. He rose to bring it back. The year is 2125. Art is curated by algorithms. Passion is programmed. And the echo of true music has faded into silence. That is, until a covert branch of the global government-The Cultural Reclamation Agency-makes the impossible possible. From ashes, algorithms, and the fragments of DNA buried in time, they resurrect a man the world thought it had lost forever: Freddie Mercury. Not a clone. Not an imitation. But the voice, the swagger, the soul-reborn.

This story isn't about Y/N and her Male love interest, the CEO. This is from the perspective of the side characters who are unlucky enough to witness it all. The story is mainly from the standpoint of Y/Ns antagonist, Nancy. Nancy dreams of getting promoted, and Y/N poses a threat to that, as Y/N is strongly favoured by the company's CEO. Can Nancy achieve her dreams and maybe find love of her own? Inspired by the trend of everyone making fun of Y/N and the cringy fan fictions I read.

Random stuff |All the characters are age up by 18 to 19.|

Aloya Shefrin~ Model terkenal, hot, dan penuh keyakinan. Tapi ada satu masalah besar... dia langsung tak pandai bahasa Inggeris. Impian jadi model antarabangsa? Kuburkan saja. Orang ejek dia bodoh? Lantaklah. Hidup mesti terus. Hidup mesti fun. Tapi segalanya berubah bila dia terserempak dengan Halil Qausar, lelaki serius, dingin, dan penuh rahsia. Aloya cuma nak minta nombor telefon, tapi jawapan Halil hampir buat dia pitam. "Nak minta nombor telefon awak boleh?" - Aloya Shefrin "Boleh, tapi ada bayaran. Satu digit nombor harga dua ribu. Nombor telefon aku ada 11 digit, jadi kau kena bayar aku 22 ribu." - Halil Qausar "Ahh melampau!" - Aloya Shefrin "Kalau melampau, sila berambus." - Halil Qausar Tersentap? Memang. Tapi itu tak halang Aloya untuk terus kejar misi peribadinya. Buat bekas kekasihnya Hendry, menyesal seumur hidup. Rancangannya? Gunakan Halil sebagai 'kekasih gelap sementara'. Plot revenge yang konon-konon genius. Tapi masalah muncul bila hati sendiri mula goyah. Halil tak sama macam lelaki lain. Lelaki itu kasar, direct, dan langsung tak pandai memujuk. Tapi kenapa Aloya makin terjatuh? Dan bila kita jatuh cinta... Segalanya tak lagi dalam kawalan.

[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.

﹙ 𝟷𝟷 : 𝟷𝟷 ﹚ ‎ ‎ ‎｡ ‎ ‎ ‎DITTO ‎ ‎ ‎⸝⸝ ‎ ‎ ‎︵ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ── ‎ ‎ ‎◜✧◞ ‎ ‎ ‎a theme dump ‎ ‎ ‎﹕ ‎ ‎ ‎ᶻz ﹙ ‎ ‎ ‎★ ‎ ‎ ‎﹚ ‎ ‎ ‎in‎ ‎ ‎which ‎ ‎i ‎ ‎made ‎ ‎a ‎ ‎book ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎to ‎ ‎dump ‎ ‎all ‎ ‎of ‎ ‎my themes ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎because ‎ ‎i ‎ ‎was ‎ ‎bored and ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎i ‎ ‎need ‎ ‎more ‎ ‎storage. ‎ ‎ ‎ ౨ৎ ℅ ‎ ‎ ‎── ‎ ‎ ‎💭 ‎ ‎ ‎start ‎ ‎ ‎˒˒ ‎ ‎ ‎AUGUST 2025 ℅ ‎ ‎ ‎── ‎ ‎ ‎💭 ‎ ‎ ‎finish ‎ ‎ ‎˒˒ ‎ ‎ ‎N/A ‎ ‎ ‎>▽<

Ebben a könyvben, mint ahogyan arra a címből is rájöhettél zenéket fogok kiírni minden nap. Nincs meghatározva az időtartam, de megpróbálok minél tovább eljutni. És én előre szólok, hogy minden IS lesz.🤍❤️🩷

When Will Byers is uprooted from Hawkins and sent to Derry, Maine for reasons of Joyce being offered a job, he tells himself it's temporary-just another town, another attempt at normal after surviving the Upside Down. But Derry is not normal, and neither is Richie Tozier: loud where Will is quiet, reckless where Will is careful, and unsettlingly familiar in ways that twist old feelings into something new. As strange happenings begin to ripple beneath Derry's streets, Will is drawn into the orbit of the Losers Club and into a slow, aching tension with Richie-one built on jealousy, misunderstanding, shared danger, and moments of softness neither of them knows how to name. Between monsters that don't stay buried and a love that grows in stolen glances and unfinished sentences, Will must learn that some adventures don't just test your courage-they change who your heart belongs to. Reminder: English is not my first language. I also tend to forget about the plot so it can get pretty random.

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After the fall of the Brotherhood, Sunny Calder thought peace would finally come. Instead, a stolen artifact awakens an ancient threat-and the demons are closer than ever to gaining a permanent foothold in the living world. The vampire bloodlines are fracturing. Someone is willing to betray their own kind, bargain with demons, and take the throne for themselves. And no one knows who the traitor is. Sunny's magic ties her to Ralph Van Albrecht-fiery, loyal, dangerous-but neither of them has defined what they truly are to each other. And now she must travel under the protection of his cold, ruthless father: Halvar, the Winter King. A king with ice in his heart. A witch with fire in hers. And a world on the brink of war. Between werewolves ready to revolt, vampires turning on their own, and demon influence spreading through ancient bloodlines, Sunny must decipher who is friend, who is foe, and who is using her for their own rise to power. Her magic burns. His kingdom freezes. And somewhere in the shadows, a traitor is waiting for the perfect moment to strike.

Dahlia Sax was born to rule wolves. Chosen as the future Alpha of the powerful Stonecrest Pack, trained to lead, and destined to inherit her father's throne, Dahlia's life is supposed to be decided for her. But Dahlia doesn't want a crown made of tradition. She wants ambition, freedom, and power of her own. College gives her that chance... and so does Adrian Hale. The brilliant, magnetic mentor who guides her through the cutthroat world of international influence. Little does she know he's a dark man with centuries of bloody secrets. Soon, Dahlia is caught in his web - torn between loyalty to her pack and the dark allure of a man who promises her a throne beyond anything she's ever dreamed of. A throne built on an empire of influence and death. When destiny, love, betrayal, and war collide, Dahlia must make an impossible decision. Will she be the Alpha her world expects... or rise as something far more terrifying. Because loving a demon comes with a price, and Dahlia Sax is about to pay it in blood. New chapter released daily.

Just a place I will be putting story ideas people give me or ones I come up with I own neither the art, MHA, DC, Transformers, Power Rangers, Marvel, Yu-Gi-Oh, or Pokémon. They are all owned by their respective owners.