freddy carter fanfiction

The story of FNAF, read the main story as well as alternative 'What if' scenarios. This is nothing official and is only intended as fan service.

Kyle's life started off quite ordinary but before he could graduate, he was drafted into the army as WWIII was just starting. He watched his friends die, cities turn to dust and killed more people than he can count. He survived for over seven years until he was shot by a traitor in his own squad. Now, he sits across from God that's given him a chance to live again.

Yo names Terrence I'm reincarnater and I love adventures, I'm currently travelling with my system Steve. Steve:[Steve is a terrible name and you should be ashamed, AND WHY ARE YOU TALKING TO YOURSELF !!!] It's okay guys, Steve,can't hurt you he's a bit of a grump. Steve:[WHY DID I HAVE TO GET YOU AS A HOST OF ALL THE SYSTEMS IN THE MULTIVERSE!!!" Sush! Steve I have to complete the synopsis! Steve:[FUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUU-] By our conversation you can probably guess I'm a dumbass. P.S/ Don't expect constant updates from the author, so this story will probably be rotting in your Library after the first three chapters./

, you will find novels startin in wrong places and no completing

Once her name came out of the Goblet of Fire, Eddy had felt her world crashing around her. Nothing mattered - not even Ron's jealous ramblings or the smug look on Draco's face, the same person who had tried to convince her for his sincere feelings for her. Now? Nothing but her life mattered. Her parents had put themselves between Voldemort and her to give her a chance to live, she would not squander it for the Light nor for the Dark.

In the grim depths of the One Piece world, where the Celestial Dragons reign, eight-year-old Francis, sold into slavery by his parents, finds himself in chains on the way to Mary Geoise. His life is a struggle for survival within a brutal system where people are nothing more than commodities. I will publish this story on RoyalRoad.com. More chapters at p@treon/kowak

pagi ini aku terbangun dari mimpiku, kulihat jam pukuk 3 pagi. ya aku adalah orang yang percaya akan sebuah mimpi. nama ku adalah toni , aku adalah mahasiswa semester 5 , ada sesuatu yang menarik buat ku , aku sangat tergantung sekali pada temen ku, sephia dia adalah teman wanita ku dan sahabat ku. aku dan dia menjalin suatu hubungan yang serius layaknya seorang yang berpacaran. ku coba merenung dikeheningan malam yang sepi. aku tau aku sangat tergantung padanya tapi akhir-akhir ini hubunganku dengannya agak regang. aku berselisih paham padanya yang membuat dia marah padaku. entah kenapa aku mengalami mimpi buruk hari ini aku menjadi musuh bagi sephia. sephia yang kucintai dan kusayang menjadi musuh ku. aku mulai bertanya-tanya padanya semua prasangka ku membuatnya jauh dari ku..

Lucas White never asked to be reborn. A clerical error caused him to die earlier than expected. As a result, he’s given the chance to be reborn. He only remembered fragments, a show he had seen years ago, a world of devils, angels, and power beyond reason. When he opened his eyes again, he was a child in that same world, in a small orphanage on the edge of Kuoh Town. He wasn’t a hero. He wasn’t chosen. He just wanted to live quietly. Open to feedback. Will attempt to make adjustments and take plot recommendations into mind.

What if White diamond went to earth after pink was supposed to have been shuttered, What if she found an orphan boy who she decided to take back with her and raised him to become an obedient slave and what if this boy meets steven and wants to be friends with him but can't find the heart to betray the one person that looked after him.

Flora Bloom, who was betrayed and killed by her boyfriend in her past life, is reborn with a peerless spatial dimension back to the time before the crisis, hoarding food, raising a child, and tearing apart scumbag men and manipulative women. Originally, she just wanted to raise a child and low-key fight zombies and level up together with her family. But she discovered that she was unexpectedly falling step by step into a tender trap meticulously designed by a certain sly and scheming man. Flora Bloom looked at the vast space within her sea of consciousness; it had a farmhouse courtyard, fields, and a Spirit River, but it just lacked a bit of vitality. So, a fat, sky-flying mantis? Collect! A rare little white tiger that can discharge electricity? Collect! A behemoth spirit crocodile with its young? Collect! As long as it's alive and edible, collect, collect, collect them all! Endless scumbags and vile women, a shameless and deeply scheming leader, all wanting to use her to attack zombies and obtain more Crystal Cores for their own gain? Your shameless, worthless life? Hand it over.