You cross paths with the man many people know as John Harrison, the man who killed hundreds of StarFleet officers and members. What few know is that the only reason you were strung into this whole mess was because he ran into you on the street, and also the fact that your impeccable arrogance seemed to get you what you thought you wanted. But, only the future knows what is in store for the fugitive and your own relationship, and you'd prefer to keep it that way. It was better for every day to be an adventure with him. It was more fun.- ranked #1 in khanxreader 4.18.2020 -- ranked #1 in Khan 5.9.2020 -- official @Fanfic under Star Trek fan fiction -[ KHAN X READER. Because there aren't as many Khan fanfics as there should be. A bit of Kirk X Reader as well, but that's to be expected, because he's Captain Kirk. 16+ Language involved. ]
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Kelsey Rivera hates being a new student. She hates school. And most importantly, she hates people. Growing up, she had a terrible life. Her mother would force her to go to different schools until she got herself kicked out for being bad. She didn't want to take care of her messed up child, and boarding schools were always the best to put Kelsey away where she could forget about her. It was better that way, Kelsey kept telling herself as she grew up. She didn't get close to people because they would always let her down like her mother. That's why she was her mother; she taught Kelsey what not to want in life. And Kelsey was fine with it. Pacific Coast Academy was her last chance. Her mother threatened that if she got into trouble one more time, she would send her away to military school. Kelsey definitely did not want to do that, so she thought about making a difference in her life. Kelsey wasn't going to try anymore, though, because what was the point? Life had dealt her the wrong hand, and she was going to let it kill her. But the people at Pacific Coast Academy were different than others she had met, and there was this annoyingly cute boy names Logan Reese that made her want to stay. Maybe it wouldn't be so bad for her to stay, just to see what PCA had to offer. It wouldn't be that bad if Kelsey did make some friends. It wouldn't be that bad if Kelsey did want a better life for herself. But, how far would she go to find that? She wasn't sure. She was too afraid to find out.
Love NPCs in Nightmare Games恋爱NPC在噩梦游戏Author:浪里淘浪Status:146 Chapters (Completed)Description:Zhouzhou is an NPC in a love game. It sends warmth and blessings to the players, and can also hug and hold high. It is affectionately called "Little Sweet Porridge" by a group of mother fans.Only one day, he traveled to an interstellar holographic horror game.Zhou Zhou:?Faced with various horror scenes, NPC Zhou Zhou continued to complete his tasks conscientiously, sending warmth and blessings, but there seemed to be something wrong with the recipients.***
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Angel Cassidy is just a normal teenage girl. She lives in a world where everything seem's wrong, until one day she decides to be just like her popular friends, she just wants to fit in. In order to fit in, she thinks the only way is to have a makeover.Now looking hot as ever, she goes through days of finding different things about her friends; the world around her, and herself. Is being popular what she wanted after all? Or is the thing she needed all along, love? Is things gonna change? And is she?
What happens if we see God as nothing but a gift-giver, and we are a one-way receiver? Disclaimer. This story does not exactly belong to me as it is not entirely original. It was inspired by an encouraging story i heard in Church.
You've been a homeless aspiring magician since you were 16, to avoid getting caught by an orphanage. 7 years later, you watch the death of Jack Wilder from the sidewalk, but you didn't believe he actually died, since you were the only person in the world(other than the Four Horsemen) to see the whole trick go down.One year later, you go to a bar to escape your abusive boyfriend, where a disguised Jack Wilder is sitting next to the only available seat. You sit next to him, and spark up a conversation. Then when your boyfriend shows up, you leave, leaving Jack a clue telling him you need help.Does he come and help you? What's to come in your future?*Takes place 3 months before NYSM2*Warnings: MAJOR SPOILERS FOR NYSM2**duh** Could potentially get slightly smutty, but I promise I won't get too descriptive References to abuse, cutting, and sex(nothing too graphic)***sorry***
Maryam, une jeune marocaine musulmane découvre le Maroc juif; nous raconte son histoire et essaie de connaitre son identité culturelle. Mais son idée sur l'appartenance culturelle changea le jour où elle rencontra Chouchana, une jeune israélienne qui est rentrée au Maroc après le décès de sa grand mère pour découvrir ses origines.