What happens now?All alone with a new born sister in her hands,no friends, no family,on her own in the big scary world raising a child at the age of 12.The music of Riley's life, has forever changed. What does the future hold now?Riley Taylors is a extremely brilliant child, but at the age of 12 her parents were murdered and she was left to tend to her sister. She wasn't able to go to a foster center because the news about her parents would be kept under wraps for their jobs... What was their jobs you ask? well... that's the thing.. They never told her what they did. once her parents are gone she isn't able to cry and wait for someone to come and save her.. no.. because they might come back... they might take her only family she has left away... or.. they could hurt them and make her do things her little 12 year old mind refused to think about.. so what does she do? well.. she does the only thing she can do..I do not own rights to any media in this book.
The school's poorest girl and the school's richest girl never were best friends, or even plain friends. So tell me, what happens when the poorest girl's dad strikes oil and suddenly becomes a billionaire? A tricky game that can only be played by professionals.Abigale Howard was poor and very unpopular. She only had one friend with whom she could trust. Her dark brown hair was always frizzy and disheveled, and her outfits weren't exactly beautiful. Always getting bullied, she had had enough.When Abigale becomes the richest girl in the school she does the only thing in her mind. Get. Revenge.Stealing the head prep's style from head to toe wasn't the best idea, but you only live once, right?Will Abigale stick with her fun, humorous personality or will the effects of money blind her from seeing who she really is?**Note: When I wrote this, I was 14 and in the 8th grade.... I'm in college now and my other stories are much better, so be warned!
OC x Edmund Pevensie LWW-VOTDTJacqueline Stavros and Edmund Pevensie met for the first time in the countryside when all children were being evacuated due to the war. They quickly become good friends. They stumbled into another world in a wardrobe in the spare room. It seems a little too familiar to Jacqueline. The magical world leads them to many adventures, lost memories returning, fighting wars, becoming royalty, starting a family, eventually returning home, coming back, more wars, night raids, voyages, fighting slave traders, and much more. This story will follow the plot line of the 3 Narnia movies. All credit goes to CS Lewis. I only own my original characters.The Lion, the Witch and the Wardrobe ~ completed ✔️ The Golden Age ~ completed ✔️ Prince Caspian ~ completed ✔️ The Voyage of the Dawn Treader ~ completed ✔️Ranked #1 in edmundpevensie 7/24/24
Maddy finds her way through high school while experiencing strange things around the school.
So here is the story of a fan fiction of how Alex and Lauren met. So please read and comment sweet stuff.
This is kanachi kamamoto this is a demon reincarnated as a teenager Name:kanachinickname:kanaAge:17Powers : swords wings demon eye white eye mikoroUltra power:The white Sword friends:Toro miharo Alia usona Yuna miato Rayona Hede Kona Konami Naya wakatshi Kato Korahihagi JunninKrono Akita His rival is junnin a powerful demon that wants to kill kana
"There's only one thing prettier than love and she's you," he turned his gaze to the window and sighed "you... before all this."(Izuku Midoriya x reader (editing, still writing))Picture credits to @casentine on tumblr.
"Już księżyc zgasł, zapadła noc, sen zmorzył mą laleczkę. Więc oczka zmruż i zaśnij już, opowiem ci bajeczkę. Więc oczka zmruż i zaśnij już. Opowiem... ci... bajeczkę..." Dzień 172, rok - prawdopodobnie - czwarty od pierwszego przejścia; Czwarty miesiąc po przybyciu do Kwatery... Ile minęło od ostatniego Koszmaru? Nie tak dawno powiedziałabym "chyba coś z cztery lata". Mimo to nadal się boję, a spokój nocy przerywa głuchy krzyk pełen bólu. Potem przechodzi powoli w spazmatyczny szloch i - w końcu - w ciche łkanie. Zamykam oczy i widzę czerwone ślepia wodzące za każdym - najmniejszym nawet - ruchem, czuję na karku jego oddech i niewyobrażalny wręcz lęk. Kim są? Nie mam pojęcia. Ani ja, ani Miiko. Nawet przemądrzały Adreien odsyła nas z kwitkiem każdego dnia, gdy przychodzimy. Nie ważne, ja z kolejnym widzeniem, Aimee z nowymi informacjami, czy nękana tym jednym Koszmarem - moim Koszmarem - Sophie. Wszystkie nas odsyła, mimo, że doskonale wie, jak to się kończy... Jak zawsze się to kończy. Według Leiftana, było ich kilkoro... Każde z nich z bagażem. Przeróżnych, odmiennych jedna od drugiej historii i doświadczeń, myśli, odczuć, przyzwyczajeń i emocji; każde z nich - inne, choć wszystkie łączyło jedno. Byli to Oni - ukochani jeszcze nim przyszli na ten świat przez samą Oracle. Każde z nich naznaczone śmiercią jeszcze w łonie i na niedługo po narodzeniu. Spotkać się mieli po wieluset latach raz jeszcze. W jednym tylko celu... by wrócić tam, skąd przyszli - w niebyt. I zabrać ze sobą Nas - to nowe, nieświadome jeszcze niczego pokolenie. Skraść nam nasze dusze. Martwe Dusze.