This is a fan fiction of C L Stone's The Academy series. I don't own the book, the characters or the story line. This a tale of teenage rebellion. Every teenager goes through times of struggle as they strive for independence. The boys on the Blackbourne team has a larger struggle than most. Being a part of the Academy, their teammates are considered their family. Not only are they required to obey Owen Blackbourne and Dr. Sean Green, they must also obey team lead Kota Lee and their blood families. How would you cope trying to find yourself when you have so many people telling you what to do? Which one has your best interest at heart? Blood family or chosen family? Which is more important? Is family truly a choice or is it the creation of someone desperate to belong?
"I, Connie Dracula, do solemnly swear to never, ever, ever consider using my father's genetic makeup for malicious actions, or may my eyeballs be scratched out by werewolves and eaten for breakfast by Lucifer himself. With a side order of curly fries."Connie Dracula is a "vampire gone wrong". In other words, she has to put up with a family of bloodsuckers while her dietary preferences tend to be a little less... gory. In fact, a pizza and a packet of salty crisps will do just nicely.But everything changes when the charming Derek enters the scene and the Shadowers, nemeses of the supernaturals, make their first return since 1924, and they are seeking justice. Will Connie go against her hatred of anything supernatural in order to save her family, or is the peperoni pizza just too tasty?The Lighter Side of Darkness Collection is a series of books written on a supernatural idea, told with a light-hearted humour. Titles include:Dracu-LESSThe Ghost Hunters of Grimestone(More stories to come soon)
For someone who has closed the doors to her heart, it is a new start and for someone who wants to give his all, he found the love of his life.It is just a simple love story. I am an Indian, so this is my first story. I hope you will like it. I don't really know what to say about this, but I hope the readers will like it. It is a love story and some chapters have some spicy stuff as well in the latter part of the story. So yeah , that's it 😅. I am sorry if there are any mistakes or spelling or any kind of grammatical errors. And also sometimes the chapters may go pretty long, sorry for that because I don't really know how to divide them properly. But then I will really be thankful to everyone who spend their precious time on this.😄😍Most impressive ranking : #2 in first-story ( 27/06/2020)#2 in first-story and romance (27/06/2020)Frankly speaking, I don't find myself editing this in any near future, but please do give it a read if you stumble through my story.
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Elarinya Caladwen or Verya is a Ranger, A Dúnedain. And she is the tenth member of the Fellowship of the ring.Follow her on the greates adventure of all times!English is not my native language. So correct my if i am wrong!
I faintly remember reading somewhere that there are three parties involved in Abuse. An abuser, a victim and an observer. If even one of them was brave enough to defend the wrong , then the heinous crime would have not occurred. I am not an Abuser but none less than one because I just stood there and watched. I didn't even raise a faint cry when they were mercilessly attacking their victim. I had the means and influence to stop but I chose not to. He was right as I am worse than them, a selfish coward.I hid behind petty excuse of my weak self while they burned their prey into ashes. Those ashes were taken away by tide of time, leaving nothing behind. All I could do was mourn over the loss. I stayed strong, believing against all odds that phoenix will arise from those forsaken ashes. I know when karma hits, I will also be on receiving end. Yet I prayed and waited, for his return. Cover page is downloaded from internet. None of the images used are owned by Author.
"I promise you I'm not crazy. I promise I don't belong in a mental facility. But for a second you have to believe me. I see things. No...not just any 'things', I see...wings. Normal people walking around in your eyes, have wings in mine." "What are you talking about?""I can tell if you are going to heaven or hell by the wings on your back. If they are white and beautiful, heaven. If they are red and torn, hell.""Wait so you know where I'm going in the afterlife?""No...""No?""John I have no idea about where you are going! That's my problem! In all my years of living I have NEVER seen a person without wings.""That's why you chose me?""No John. That's why I fell in love with you."----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------(Warnings: Language, Suicide)