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My first love is a sequel of My last love. Read My last love first. This story continues the ending of My Last Love. Explaining who the lurking person or thing is. Is it Ana or a clone? Read more#1 IN MYFIRSTLOVE
Jongho likes to go home with Yeosang, Yeosang likes to go home with Jongho and most importantly, Jongho likes Yeosang. - work of fiction | grammatical and spelling errors aheadall rights reserved. plagiarism is a crime.
Mara once again has to learn to adapt to a new environment however this time her sister Lilith is not there to help her...and home is...well not a home.There will be some miss spellings because its not my best strength, Ill try to fix them all but im just one person. This is my first book so... enjoy?!
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❝ no one falls the way we fell. ❞ ・.。.:*・ she was a nortsider with southside parents and he was a southside serpent, born and raised. she tried to get along with everybody but he was a moody jerk. sounds like a broad way of putting it. SWEET PEA x FEM!OC riverdale season 2 book 1 in the Suspending Gravity series © 2019 honeybloomss
She cries when the prince takes her from the ruined castle, from the dragon who faithfully watched over her, kicks and screams and sobs for her beast, repeating her desperate plea to return to the place she has called home for more years than she can count ; 'I didn't need to be saved'. Court life stifles her, makes her want to scream until she has no energy left to fight, she flees to the gardens, running barefoot through fountains and flowerbeds, returning only when the guards come to seek her out, silk dresses torn, and covered in mud. Her dreams are of flying, of flames and smoke, and she longs for the nights when she could fall asleep with warm scales as her pillow, knowing nothing would dare to harm her while her dragon stands guard, but that world seems to belong to another girl now. Then a new knight appears in the court she so loathes, swearing his allegiance not to the prince, or to the person she can hardly think of as her father, but to her, and when his eyes meet hers she laughs for the first time since the prince brought her 'home', the fire in his gaze as familiar as her own. She'd recognise her dragon anywhere. this is a my first fairy tail fanfic and my second fanfic altogether, so I'm no expert.INSPIRED BY A COMIC. THE ABOVE BLURB IS FROM THAT SAME COMIC, I AM UNAWARE WHO MADE IT, PLEASE LET ME KNOW IF YOU DO. THE FRONT COVER ISNT MINE EITHER.
* THIS IS A COPYRIGHTED STORY OF MINE, MIDNIGHT_LILAC, PUBLISHED ON WATTPAD. IF YOU FIND IT ON ANY OTHER WEBSITE, IT HAS BEEN COPIED/REPUBLISHED WITHOUT MY CONSENT AND YOU ARE LIKELY AT A RISK OF A MALWARE ATTACK. IF YOU WISH TO READ THIS STORY IN ITS ORIGINAL, SAFE FORM, PLEASE GO TO WATTPAD *Sai.A once well known powerful shinigami who fought alongside the Captains of the Gotei 13. Her power was immense, possibly even stronger than all the Captains' reiatsu put together. And yet, no matter who mentioned her name, there was always a fond smile on their face.Losing her self control and going haywire, the Captain Commander of Soul Society could do nothing but destroy her with his own hands. A great loss was suffered by one and all in Soul Society.But what Soul Society does not know is that her soul has been reborn into the Human World, in Karakura Town no less! A certain Captain aiming for power becomes wary of her presence and decides to take action to prevent anything from interrupting his plans to take the place of God himself.What will happen when he meets this strange human? What will he do when he realizes she has the ability to see right right into his soul?~~~~~~~~~~Ranked #1 in BleachBleach and all its franchise (C) Tite KuboOC and creative plot (C) Midnight_Lilac
Compilation of my out of nowhere thoughts, short stories and poems out of boredom. Inspired by Lang Leav