justified fanfiction

Ravenpaw’s family faded away. As did, Bushpaw, Sparrowpaw, Blazepaw, Snowpaw, Shadepaw, and Dawnpaw. All of their families and friends. Clanmates and acquaintances. They have the chance to start over anew and make things right. Together, they will combine their clans. Or will an insider stop them? Will they be able to combine their intelligence and stop the enemy?

This the story of a girl who dips her toes into the murky waters that is DC's hero and villain career. However, what nobody knows is that she is broken in terms of power. With every heartbeat, she grows in power.

"I swear to protect you." His voice was quieter than I'd ever heard it - nothing like the sharp, hostile tone he'd used back when we were enemies fighting over scraps of survival. For the first time, there was something soft in his words... something almost human. He stepped closer, slowly, as if afraid I'd bolt. His arms lifted, hesitant at first, then firm as he wrapped them around me. His warmth pressed against my trembling body, shielding me from the cold wind and the distant groans echoing through the ruined streets. For a moment, it felt like the world outside didn't exist. "But all you've ever done is hurt me," I whispered, my voice cracking. "Why... how could I ever trust you after everything you've done?" Silence settled between us - heavy, fragile, broken only by the distant shuffle of the undead somewhere beyond the barricades. He didn't let go. He didn't look away. He just breathed, steady and warm against my forehead. Then he spoke. "It's just us now." he said as we both stared at taehyung as he lied there breathing slowly And somehow, that truth was more terrifying and more comforting - than the apocalypse itself.

Love is not a easy thing

"What don't you understand about the fact that I DON'T need you huh?" Alex yelled at Johnny her eyes quickly filling with the tears that she had been so desperately trying to hold back. "I've gone 10 years without you! What makes you think I can't go the rest of my life!" She spat. Johnny had been standing there with his fists clenched and his lip and eye busted, holding back those same tears Alex was trying to stop from falling. ~ Alex and Johnny hadn’t seen each other since the day they went their separate ways for college after a huge fight they had. What happens when they meet again when Johnny is hired as the newest member to the medical staff where Alex works?

Without any one noticing, a snowy owl was born in the universe. A snowy owl that is just too powerful will start a bloody one owl fight against the criminal underground, leaving everyone shocked by the end

He is the god of death, and her? A simple girl who wants to find her dream.

You are Anonymous and after dying you were reborn in horseland. (RGRE) Reversed gender roles equestria. Except that you are not even close to being a pony or a human for that matter... Apparently you are some kind of humanoid demon... you guess? because it kinda remind you of Baphomet but with more fur. ------------ So! I am NOT the author of this fic, but he has given me permission to spread it here, I'll post his chapters as I edit them (Yes I am his editor) The original author is Anonymous 1234321 if you want to read his fic go here (https://www.fimfiction.net/story/528282/just-anonymous) Or just go to Fimfiction and search the history of the same name and Image.

In her past life, Tang Mo accidentally lost her own Space Jade Pendant when the apocalypse began, losing her biggest golden finger. Afterwards, her superpower training went awry, she lost her loved ones, suffered from ostracization, and utterly ruined the good hand she was dealt, ultimately dying at the mouths of mutant beasts. Opening her eyes again, Tang Mo was reborn one week before the start of the apocalypse. None of the tragedies has happened yet! How will she seize the opportunity and walk her own path to becoming a powerful figure in the apocalypse?

Married to Mason Crawford for two years, Summer Thorne became the city's notorious jinx. As the legitimate Mrs. Crawford, she could only watch helplessly as her own family went bankrupt and her father was convicted, with no one willing to lend a hand. Mason Crawford looked at her coldly: "Summer Thorne, do you think anyone in Valois would dare to help you if I didn't give the word?" Everyone watched her hit dead ends everywhere, bruised and battered, standing by with cold indifference. Until that snowy night in the deep mountains, she was tricked by others and left to walk alone in the snow, when a man on horseback galloped over, pulled her onto his steed, and wrapped her in his embrace. * The first time they met, she lit a cigarette for him; The next time they met, he said, "Miss Thorne, how much are you planning to spend to buy me?" Timothy York, a gentleman from a prestigious family—upright, dignified, aloof, and noble, a man who had never made a single misstep, praised by everyone in Valois. Yet, on that one day, Summer Thorne was photographed leaving Timothy York's residence early in the morning. The entire city was in an uproar. The most unattainable flower of Valois had actually stolen another man's wife! * Everyone said Summer Thorne was a master of seduction, but they received Timothy York's four-word reply— "I initiated it." The wind rose in Sombren Forest, and snow fell into his arms. From the very beginning, it was he who initiated it.