I Got a Fleet as a Reincarnation Bonus, But They're All Quirky!!

Sasha Petrov doesn't have much of a life outside of figure skating. Winning is everything and perfection is a must for Sasha's father, Andrei who works tirelessly to train her well. Late nights at the rink however mean one thing: Nate Carter and the rest of the hockey team. Sharing a rink with the school's mens hockey team doesn't quite fit with the elegance that Sasha was hoping for. Sasha needs to place at nationals this year to make the US women's team but can she exceed the perfection her father demands? Feeling the pressure now more than ever, Sasha finds a new unlikely friend one day on the ice. But can they stay friends? Will they put the past in the past?Cover Made By @ViaAlyssaNicole

The world is a place where the manipulation of the universe is known to every living soul, where reality itself can be shaped with a touch of a finger, where time itself flows as desired and space can be woven like thread, where other realities are only a step away. The unbridled creation in a world where people may do as they please, however, is not enough to satisfy the mechanist Cassandra, a woman who delves into artifice and would create order out of chaos. But for all their power, the pride of her people and the knowledge she unlocks will spell the very thing no one can imagine: the end of days.

Amara Mahmoud is a 20-year-old, Muslim girl who is in her fourth year of undergraduate studies. She has a loving family and the most amazing best friends someone could ask for. She's quiet, but can stand her ground. She's trying to navigate her way through this western world, while trying to keep her love for her religion as alive as ever.Peter Bilal is in the same year as Amara but he is the complete opposite of her in almost every way. He's loud, outspoken, and an extrovert. He's the biggest flirt, aiming his charming ways at any female who's remotely close enough to hear him. Not only that, he's a non-believer, unlike Amara, who's love for her Creator is full in her heart. Amara isn't a perfect Muslim, she makes mistakes but always learns from them. Peter always makes mistakes but never seems to care much about it. Will they be able to cross paths without destruction? Or is that too much of a delusional thought for people who are polar opposites? P.S. I suck at descriptions, I suggest actually giving the story a shot for a better judgement 😂 Warning: this story is only FICTION and the characters are NOT perfect Muslims. They are NOT to be taken as role models of any sorts & do NOT take them as representing Islam. So y'all haram police need to relax & don't read if you're triggered lol.

the world of magic, future with a little fix of chaos to create the world of fury.

What the title saysMay contain cuss wordsENJOYFinished :)

this will serve as my folder and mini library of my smút works and pieces

You are (Y/N), whose origins are next to unknown as you are found by the head servant of the Arrendelle Monarch on the outskirts of their kingdom... in the most magical circumstance.And now you are raised to become a page for the Arrendelle's first heir, Princess Elsa of Arrendelle.This story will follow the plot of Frozen, albeit with slight changes.(Frozen belongs to Disney.)Includes stories from:Frozen 1Olaf's Frozen AdventureFrozen FeverFrozen 2

No matter how close you are to them, there are certain things you just don't say.No matter how lonely you feel, there are certain people you just don't befriend. No matter how much you've fallen, there's always a guy you shouldn't give your heart to...Sadly for me, I learnt the last one only after I had gotten my heart broken. They say that you shouldn't look down upon anyone, or you will be put in their situation and made to experience the crisis. When I was fourteen, I had rolled my eyes at a girl who was sobbing histerically over a guy who liked her best friend. And I was probably paying the price for that now. However, I was trying my best to fit my feet in the shoes I had been given. I was trying and I was managing just fine. What I didn't need was a trouble maker who entered my life without permission. The guy who claimed to be bowled over by me, the one with a broken heart. Little did he know, I had entrusted myself to Al Malik, The Owner of me and my heart. And if he had to reach me, he had to do so by pleasing Allah.Which wasn't possible for a guy like him.Or so I thought.