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Percy Jackson Fanfic What happens when you piss off the love goddess??Percy Jackson is about to find out.*disclaimer*: I do not own any of the PJO and HoO characters all rights go to Rick Riordan.
A short story by a rookie writer.Please give it a try thoughLove is a combination of respect, friendship, understanding, communication and companionship
in which dan is way too passionate over different pieces of fabric and phil has a past that haunts him// completed 19|12|16// highest rank: #59 in fanfiction (thank you!)// tw; homophobia, slight mental health issues
โ ๏ธ This book is no longer being updated. It is being rewritten in a new book. For more information, see my messages wall!REWRITTEN BOOK LINK: https://www.wattpad.com/story/325292502A lonely person. A mysterious country. A dangerous enemy. An unknown past.And a drone, carrying a dangerous secret.Averyn was a devastated person. She lived in a tiny town in the middle of nowhere with an almost-destroyed environment, in her small, broken-down apartment, alone. Then, one evening, she heard a beautiful and touching voice of someone singing far away in her dream. Being chased after by the Red Nexus, she followed the way she went in her dream and finally left the dreadful "Neutral Territory" for the highly developed country, World of Walker, and found where her heart really belonged to.This is a story of love, loyalty, and choices between life and death. Sometimes it means to give up your life, but it can win all of you the final victory. Are you willing to do it all for "us"? Or turn away from your people, fading into the dark side?โป ๐บ ๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐พ ๐พ๐๐ผ๐พ๐๐๐ // ๐๐ก๐๐ฉ.๐Another knock landed violently on the door, this time more threatening, almost knocking the old, fragile door to pieces.Panic surged inside my mind. "Hide! Go hide!" A voice inside my mind screamed. "Hide before they knock the door open!" I spun around to find places to hide. There was a small gap under the bed. I kicked my legs into the gap, followed by my arms, finally my head. Just enough space for me to fit in. I almost choked on the dusty air underneath the bed when a deafening crash sounded from the door.* All Walker ID's are either used with permission from the owner or unclaimed by anyone.
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What if Kaori didn't die on that dreaded day? What if she survived? What would happen when feelings are exposed? A small oneshot about Kaori x Arima and about their sweet reunion..
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