People say that everyone has a past life that they don't remember - you included. But who believes in any of those tales of reincarnation anyway? You're wrapping up your final quarter of college, and you think all has gone by fairly normally. That is until you're approached by the King of Nightmares, who seems to know more secrets about your existence than you've ever remembered about yourself. However, he's shocked to find that you have no knowledge of him or any of his statements about royalty, ancient times, or mythical beings. Right when you thought you had the rest of your life figured out, you begin to question who you really are. In the meantime, what will the Man in the Moon or Guardians do when you and the Nightmare King meet? What will the kingdom's fearlings who don't recognize you think? Will you decide to join Pitch and his throne after all, or will you resume your regular life away from the scene of legends as you had intended? And most importantly, who are you?I do not own Rise of the Guardians, Guardians of Childhood, you, or the artwork.
this will be a story about a broken heart and their thoughts and what goes on kind of like a diary that I hope you can relate to.
((DIRECT SEQUEL TO SWITCHED))After switching back into their original bodies, both Alver and og Cale are left with uneasy emotions. They seek comfort in one another.
" Would you like to go to my place after?", I want more of her time, besides she'll just be at the hotel all alone and I know how awful that feels. I do not want her to feel lonely while her friend is out. I see some hesitation in her eyes though. Could it be? "I- I- mmmh...", that confirms what I had been thinking. Why is she unsure, am I making her uncomfortable with all my questions about her life? Does she not trust me?"Maybe", she continues and checks her phone."Are you not comfortable?", I ask trying not to come off as weird or creepy or anything along those lines."No, it's just, I barely know you," she says shyly, "I don't know... don't take it the wrong way but I am just extra careful."Now I know, of course she won't agree to my offer she barely knows me. Other girls would have jumped at the opportunity, but I keep forgetting she isn't other girls, she is Hannah. She is different."Well if it makes you feel any safer, here is my address, send it to as many people as you like, as long as they know where to find you. You don't have to come though, I don't want to force anything on you, I can take you back to the hotel." I reassure her, I'd do anything for her to feel safe around me, even if it means that the world might find out where I live. That's okay, I don't care, all I care about is Hannah feeling safe. That greenish splash reappears in her eyes. She starts to laugh and shake her head. A/N: Please please please vote for this story it would mean so much to me and I'd return the favour!!! ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️https://my.w.tt/8B2EQYPcu9 here is the insta story for this
The Thea Sisters and their friends are thrilled with the new dance and song program offered at Mouseford Academy . Until they met the head of the new course , the strict and famous ballerina , who directed more than thirty shows , Camille Ratyshnikov . But the five friends , as well as their allies , are unaware that Mrs. Ratyshnikov has scores to settle with Mouseford Academy . The turmoil of battle awakened a star in the constellation , Star Cepheus .
a redo of the first part this time your born in a small village when Gilgamesh ruled over the lands
As most people were surprised to hear, there was a female basketball team, in middle school, that shared the same impressive skills as the Generation of Miracles. Unfortunately, they also shared the same selfishness.
A fanfic I wrote when I felt like shit. Basically its the danganronpa THH characters comforting you. Also there are he/him pronouns used for Y/N so if you are uncomfortable with this DONT READ IT PLEASE.
Andromeda Flores, a teenage girl, daughter of Zeus, and a demigod. Her life was amazing. She won against everyone else in sword-fighting, had the cutest boyfriend, and was respected by everyone.Until HE came along.Perseus Jackson, son of Poseidon, the Minotaur slayer. Whispers followed him everywhere, a child of the Big Three, Slayer of the Minotaur, first kid who might even be better than Andromeda.She hated him. Every cell, tissue, organ, organ system of his. But when chosen to be on the same quest... would that hate morph into something?Perhaps...love?♕♕♕