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we we're sexting for months, spent sleeples nights speaking on video calls, knew everything there was to know about each other, but not once did we see each other in person. That was about to change, because ladies and gentleman Vicky finally found her courage and got on a plane to Scotland. Now i can only hope he will be glad to see me. But what do you do when you're warned not to fall in love because someone is not able to love you back, but things go so great you can't help but fall...fast! but than as it turns out...falling for my Scotisch man isn't my only problem. there comes one ex, and the other ex, and someone's brother. for God's sake can everyone please get a life and leave me alone or what?!

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Hetalia x Reader a fanfic original work Hetalia is owned by Himaruya Hidekaz (Y/n) (l/n) a.k.a (Fake name) A bipolar person that you don't wanna fuck with. Secretly an artist and she's famous all over the net. Most of the people knows she's a freak. And she thought so. One day, her life changed. Meeting some people she didn't met before, getting involved in a DEBACLE that she didn't expected. More blood, tears and agony will run through her, but she's not all alone. Falling in love, unexpectedly. Fought, just to survive. And Escape.

Mira died because she was stupid enough to trust the people around her. Her reputation, her career, her identity and her... Marriage. All of it disappeared while she was powerless to do anything. At death's door, she swore that if she could restart it all, she would change everything. She would avoid the tragedy. She wouldnt fall in love with the same man. Now given another chance, she vowed that she will get the happiness that she deserves and definitely live a good life. Screw everyone who wronged her in the past! [tags: weak to strong FL, school life, friendship, time travel, fantasy] (This is the edited version of my first uploaded book Tempest Heart.)

The Sun has gone mad, scorching the surface and rendering it uninhabitable. Humanity was forced into the guts of the Earth, carving out their little island of light to keep Scorn and Entropy at bay. Elion was one of those humans, living in the city of Mirth—a history student infatuated with the Third Age. Unfortunately, his destiny was never to live a peaceful life among old books and ancient scriptures. Since birth, he was sentenced to become Unlocked: a being capable of transcending what ordinary humans could achieve. But, as my good buddy Uncle Ben once said: “With great power comes great responsibility.” That quote lingers in the divine conflict between the Gods and their primordial enemy—a conflict that, whether he wanted it or not, Elion was thrust into. Spoiler: he didn’t want it. Either way, gods rarely ask for permission. There will be tears. There will be love. And there will be everything in between. So with that, I welcome thee into the dark reality of Scorn—and bid you the greatest of reads.

A hundred years ago, the sun’s flames crept hotter and brighter until daylight became a furnace—mankind retreated into the night, and the world was claimed by shadow. In the silence of moonlit streets, water became worship, and three mighty prophets—Children of the Sun, Moon, and Stars—rose from ash to rule with fire-forged faith. No one knows if the Scorch was divine wrath or a cosmic accident, but for a century the faithful have burned heretics, torn nations apart, and lived by ritual “Purification” to prove their worth. Now, sixteen-year-old Ádin survives in a hidden bunker, trading scraps for scraps and precious drops of water. Marked by secret scars that only glow under his skin he lives with Fletcher, his mute golden retriever, and clings to the cryptic lullaby his grandmother left him. Out in the ruins roams Salvator Morgan, a man whose ageless eyes have seen the fall of empires and who whispers rumors of a “true child of prophecy.” When Ádin discovers the first fragment of a hidden map— he realizes he may hold the key to a long-lost salvation. But every step toward the truth draws the attention of the Children of the Stars, a fanatical cult whose young prophet will stop at nothing to claim destiny for himself. As the moon circles high and the ashes swirl, Ádin must decide: cling to everything he’s known, or embrace a perilous path that could either resurrect humanity… or consume him in the flames of betrayal. In a world where water is worship and every lie is branded in blood, survival means choosing whom to trust—and what you’re willing to burn.

Scorpio the Scorpion I don't know why I named this, maybe I didn't find a better one. This story is based on Haider, a boy, a lion, a beast, and a hero of this story. As his life moves on, he faces many difficult situations. Which makes him unknown to the world. Mostly Haider's life was spent in danger. He spent seven years in the dark tunnel. Where his time gives him strength. His power and his strength were illegally used in killing in deadly fight battles. Where he was captive for many years. There he finds his family member. After several years he finds a person who makes him human. Who teaches him what is life and how to live life in this world? For more updates, you have to read the story. Thank you Note: * Ignore dates * Ignore Grammar * Ignore mistakes

1805 years of the Age Of The First King, a boy by the name of Scorch and his twin sister run away from their abusive father and find themselves in the royal capital of the Edessa Kingdom. After another tragedy that scars Scorch for the rest of his life, he joins the army in order to achieve his dream: make the world a better place. Years after he joins the army he encounters a mage on the battlefield, who takes away his arms and stabs him through the heart. Luckily he is saved by a mysterious man, but now he seeks revenge on the man who killed him.

[Congratulations, user! You've been selected for a glorious battle of supremacy!] [Please be advised, your participation is non-negotiable. Your life, your existence now belongs to the system.] [Please, enjoy the game. And do your utmost best.] [Give us a thrilling struggle, you filthy maggots.] When friends from a server are ripped from their daily lives and thrown into a new world, they are forced to adapt and use their power granted to them by the system in order to fight back and survive. But what will it take in order to gain true freedom? And how far will they fall in order to stay alive?

Sophie Wexler transmigrated into a novel about The Galaxy, becoming the vicious, F-rank Healer-class cannon fodder. The original owner constantly caused trouble and made things difficult for the female lead, earning her the hatred of the entire internet. Upon transmigrating and seeing that everything had been ruined by the original owner, Sophie's only thought was: "What kind of nightmare start is this?!" To escape the original owner's fate, Sophie Wexler worked diligently, conducted herself conscientiously, stayed away from the male and female leads, compensated the soldiers harmed by the original owner, and strove to be a model citizen of The Galaxy, absolutely refusing to be the cannon fodder 'offed' by the Imperial Marshal! Broke and powerless, Sophie also had to support a man who'd been innocently dragged into the original owner's mess. She had no choice but to hustle. She started live streaming, became a masked singer, and held concerts. At first, netizens were scornful: 【Tsk, how good can she possibly sound?】 Later, the netizens were forced to eat their words. 【Damn, that's so good I'm on my knees!】 【What the hell, the violent episode of my Disorder Period has actually been soothed?!】 【The toxins in my Spiritual Sea have actually been eliminated!】 Her live streams went viral, the masked singer became a huge sensation, and tickets for her concerts were snapped up across The Galaxy. Sophie was content, thinking, "This time, I must have finally escaped the original owner's fate, right?" But what do you know, the man I've been doting on and supporting is actually the Imperial Marshal?! --- One day, Yancey Forrest came home to find that the boisterous person who was always claiming to be good to him was gone. His eyes darkened. Provoke me and then think you can leave? After catching her, Yancey traced his fingertips along Sophie's neck, smiling gently. "Why run?" Sophie trembled. "You... you're the Imperial Marshal?" His identity exposed, Yancey Forrest took her hand and slowly placed it on his own neck ring. "You know I won't kill you, don't you?"