Dare You to Move

Данила Кашин - хулиган школы, доставалось всем, но Руслану Тушенцову больше всех, неизвестно почему...это мой первый фф, так что не судите строго, я вщ хз как надо правильно их писать, просто пишу что думаю 🙏🙏

Highest ranked- #10 in action 2/16/2017 A promotion. That's all I wanted. I didn't want to run for my life. I didn't want to be kidnapped. I didn't want to face death. I didn't want to find out my whole life was a lie. I just wanted a bloody promotion. Guess fate had other plans? **** The cold air fanned over my face as I opened the door. The exit door lead to the back of the building so it was pitch black. I leaned against the wall trying to control myself. Blood was running down my arm and head. My hair was stuck to my face from all the sweat and blood. Everything was spinning around me and the ground seemed like it was shaking. Groaning I sat down and put my head on my knees. He knows who I am. He knows how I look like. He knows where I work so possible knows where I live. I am not safe anymore... no where. While I was in my own world I heard faint sounds behind me but I didn't bother to look or run away. The footsteps got closer and I was pretty sure it was Walker's men. I should run. I should try to fight. But what's the point in trying to run away? He would eventually find me and if he has his way he would most likely kill me. If this is my fate then why am I trying to fight it? I felt someone harshly grab my waist and pull me up and I complied. They dragged me down the alley and into the busy street. I heard the opening of a car and the next thing I knew I was being thrown into a car. My head hit the hard leather seat and the door shut behind me. Maybe this is how my life will end. Maybe I should just let it happen. Maybe I was destined to die alone as a no one. With that I let the darkness consume me.

(18+!) Blake Evans is king of the tennis court at Westbridge University...and he's also a prick, a womanizer, a player, and an asshole. He's touted as one of the next stars of tennis, building hype and excitement around the program with every win. When he sets his sights on transfer student Savannah Hudson, he expects it go like every other hook up he's ever had. From hyper-masculine champion to bimbo princess, Blake is transformed far beyond what Savannah could've ever dreamed. The only question remains--how far will the experiment go?(disclaimer ! sub/dom, bimbo, emasculation humiliation, sissy, and mtf themes ahead!)(disclaimer 2! in the process of editing, this is just a little tease)

- А сколько тебе лет? - Минхо - 16 - тихо и смущенно ответила ты- хах, малышка значит. Мне 25 если что - Минхо- я не малышка- ладно, принцесс, не кипятись

Hunter Cha Eui-jae, who was dispatched to seal a rift that appeared over the West Sea, was flung out as he closed the rift and came to his senses in a garbage dump.Feeling extreme hunger, he was drawn like a zombie to a hangover soup restaurant, where he realized that he had fallen into South Korea, eight years in the future.In this era, disaster alerts notify people in advance of rift openings, ASMR videos of slimes gathered from dungeons are trending, and idle hunters unbox deliveries with A-rank longswords in live streams.Unlike the past, where people trembled in fear of an impending apocalypse, the future is surprisingly peaceful, leaving Cha Eui-jae feeling empty. Since things have turned out this way, why not start a second chapter of life as a part-timer at a hangover soup restaurant instead of a hunter?"That's strange.""...""Have we met somewhere before?"Cha Eui-jae's plan to quietly spend his remaining days as the only part-time worker at the decades-old hangover soup restaurant goes awry when he encounters a mysterious figure in a gas mask...***Raw: [헌터는 조용히 살고 싶다] in RidibooksThis translation is for my own reading, so there is no definite updates

это фф со стеклом, или неат... ну вообщем, мальчик ли Феликс радуется жизни и находит друга Хёнджина, или не друга?... вообщем, у ли появляется тяжёлая болезнь...

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