Riley Oneal, member of the crescent pack lost her parents when she was only a baby and triggered her curse when she accidentally killed a random boy who was harassing a girl when she was just 12. Raised by Hayley Marshall she grew up with Hope as her sister/best friend. What happens when she goes to the Salvatore school for young and gifted and meets a girl named Josie Saltzman?----------------Legacies s01Extanded summary inside
Draco x Ravenclaw reader fanfiction written in the third person POV/ some Draco POVs (I wanted to switch it up because normally it's told from the female point of view)Warnings: Explicit language, kissing and descriptions of injuries and blood*SOME OF THE SCENES DO NOT FOLLOW THE SAME ORDER AS THE HALF BLOOD PRINCE**I DO NOT OWN THE HARRY POTTER FRANCHISE OF ANY OF THE CHARACTERS/PLOT FROM THE FRANCHISE*Y/n: Your namee/c: Eye colorY/s/s: Your signature scenth/c: Hair color
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"I can't, what if I fall?""What if you fly?"-based on my friend's recommendation-purely imagination, I do not own the pictures or the characters in this fiction-do not repost or take credit for my work-support this small author!
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My journey all started over six years ago in a small town East of London. The sky was darker, colder, and quieter that night, giving the world below to an ominous aura, which seemed to reach infinitely into the distance. Rain fell from the black skies that stretched ad infinitum into the distance, dripping softly and quietly on the black asphalt of the streets that had been dormant for so long. Only a lone light shone faintly in that town after the incident that occurred many years ago. That light resided in old dual storied establishment in the farthest perimeter of town. There in the ground floor of the house sat a single desk, which was placed directly in the center of its room, a single picture frame sat on it which lacked an image. Among it lay old books salvaged from the library of the older man whom had resided in the house prior to my intrusion. I had taken residence in his home almost two years ago, dwelling here ever since. A single flickering candle, which was placed in the farthest corner of the desk, brought light to the grim walls of torn wallpaper. I extinguished the flame, guided through the dusk of night by the few rays of light that had made its way through the thick rust-colored skies and lay in the corner of the room to a pile of old, worm-eaten sheets that piled up on top one another. Deep in thought, I shut my tired eyes and attempted once more at positive thoughts, hoping that those days of peace could come back. When I had opened them, I found myself staring back up at the aged, wooden roofing above me. The world has shown no signs of repair since all had settled. There was no possibility of peace any longer. This was the world now. I need not hope for the past, but look to my survival in the future. I closed my eyes, desperately searching for sleep. I had finally caught hold of her soothing lullaby after several hours of tossing and turning and found myself deep in the lands where logic did not exist.
Sagekit always knew she was special. The warriors of Iceclan weren't exactly quiet gossipers. She knew she was destined to save the clans, and to do it nobly. All Sagekit ever wanted was a common life, with littermates and friends and a helpful mentor. Her father always said, "You can't run from anything forever, so face it head on quickly." And now, it seems, everything she feared has caught up to her. I'm going to try and post new parts as fast as I can, but I have school and sports and stuff and I'm specifically busy this september(2022) so no promisies. Right now most of the part are drafts.Lots of thanks to @Raccoonstalon to helping me out with this
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--terminamos - dijo totalmente serio, sin una pizca de duda en sus palabras, su indiferencia me corto la respiración, ¿Cómo podía decirlo tan fácilmente? Después de todo lo que pasamos juntos.-no puedes hacer esto, me prometiste que no era nada, me dijiste que no me preocupara, no entiendo, ¿vas a tirar estos 5 años a la basura?- a pesar de mis lágrimas que en un pasado no muy lejano le movían el corazón, esta vez ya no tenían efecto en él y yo me estaba desesperando.Suspiro. - deja de victimizarte, tu eres el culpable de que esto termine así, con tus irritantes celos, tus peleas sin sentido, falta de confianza...- ¡voy a cambiar!- le interrumpí, al borde del colapso mental y físico.- por favor, yo te amo.- basta.- me empujo. - mírate a ti y mírame a mí. ¿No te da vergüenza?, no te amo más, no te deseo más, no te quiero ver más, quiérete y aléjate, esto se acabó. - dijo para finalmente irse, azotando la puerta.-no te vayas por favor.- solté en un suspiro. Después de más de dos horas en llanto, finalmente caí en un profundo sueño, deseando despertar en un mundo donde todo vuelva a ser feliz, un mundo con Jungkook.