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Home destroyed? Check. Displaced children? Check. Mum who can't turn back into a human? Check. Just when she didn't think her life couldn't get worse, it did. The journey continues as Anna and her friends travel across the British Isles to save her mother, Miss Peregrine. But it isn't going to be as easy as she thought it would be. From running from hollows, wights, and through war-torn Britain, Anna is soon overwhelmed in it all and just wants to go back to Cairnholm when things were much simpler. But her life never will be again, and she'll learn somethings about herself that she never knew before. I only own Anna and any new story additions I may add. All rights going to Ransom Riggs
My name is Elizabeth. I'm a doll peculiar we are very rare because we're usually hidden so people think we're rare. I lived in a comfortable doll shop until a storm came along. All characters apart from Elizabeth are product of Ransom Riggs* DISCONTINUED *
I don't meet a lot of people how like or know mphfpc so this is just some random stuff so I can talk about it. Also now has preferences and imagines. I write from book version.
Important!! I'm going to be republishing each chapter and publishing the last few chapters I've written in my absence. so please if you were interested before, please come and read again! Posted January 14, 2023You have read tale after tale of the quest to reclaim the ancient dwarf kingdom of Erebor. But what if there was more to the story then you once thought..... A woman destined to became queen, but not without help nor a dangerous adventure. A people to change the future of the dwarves and Middle Earth forever; and be passed down in legend for generations to come...they were...The Knights of EreborBook Cover Credit: @DwarfMaiden Note: I own none of the Hobbit plot or characters but the ones I created. All pictures and media belong to their respective owners. The Hobbit trilogy belongs to J.R.R Tolkien and the movie plot to Peter Jackson.
Cyrus Aryan, a very cheerful young adult works for a library since years. He had spent most of his beautiful times there with her best friend Thea. One day Cyrus was going to his Library as usual but not a single book was there expect oneWas it just a random coincidence Or someone was calling them for uncovering a mystery?
Стоило насторожиться ещё тогда, когда меня выдернули из заслуженного отпуска. Знай заранее зачем, саботировала бы работу всех ближайших порталов. Теперь вместо того, чтобы нежиться на пляже, потягивая коктейль, приходится сопровождать с дипломатической миссией вздорную танцовщицу в подарок акифу. Всё идёт наперекосяк! Подруга вместо милого сердцу мундира прислала развратные тряпки, объект сопровождения та ещё стерва, а главный дипломат - эльф, которого с первых минут знакомства хочется придушить. Но нельзя. И это только начало пути!
"I don't want you to mark me" I said quickly."Why?" he asked me, his tone seemed calm but i knew he was far from it."I have a commitment towards my pack" I told him, hoping he'll understand but to my astonishment his eyes were dark now and he held his palms in a tight fist."You are my mate Templar, you belong to my pack" he said in a condescending tone. My blood boiled at the tone he was using with me. Nobody talks to me like that. Nobody."Do not use that tone with me, Everett. You are not my Alpha, I respond to-" none, i was about to say, but had to bite my tongue to change that.I was not ready to tell him that I'm the sole White Shifter, not ready to tell him I'm The Alpha of my pack. So i lied, again.
Before man had come to rule the nations, the gods bestowed the power of life and death to man, life favoring those who were fair and just, and death to those who knew no love. It was the folly of the gods to believe that the nations and people would live in harmony, despite these deferences.Ever since the gods placed those with the power of life over the nations, those over the power of death became jealous, attempting to take the throne for themselves. It was always the dream of the people of death to rule the nation for once, even for a second, but they never thought it would happen. So when the daughter of the emperor was born with white hair but dark eyes with the power over life and death, the people of death's widest dream was finally coming true. Only that their only hope for this was a blind princess.
n Our Time is a collection of short stories and vignettes about the years before, during, and after World War I. The stories, which are titled, are separated by vignettes, each of which is a chapter. The first story, "On the Quai at Smyrna," introduces the war through a description of an evacuation. Then, "Indian Camp," "The Doctor and the Doctor's Wife," "The End of Something," "The Three-Day Blow," "The Battler" and perhaps "A Very Short Story" all describe an encounter in the life of Nick Adams. Through these stories, Nick seems to be growing up. The vignettes are scenes from war, in which few characters are named. Chapter VI, after "The Battler," is about Nick in the war. After that, the vignettes turn away from stories of the war and the short stories take up a different subject.