If you see this book on any platform other than wattpad, it has been stolen without my consent!Kennedy Hawkings was born into the saddle. Growing up at a famous stable in Montana, training to become a professional eventer her entire life, two famous eventing parents, plenty of horses. 14-year-old Kennedy didn't want anything else. When her father dies in a tragic accident on the eventing course, and Kennedy has a riding accident causing her to lose the lower portion of her right leg, her mother decides to sell the stables, the horses, and move to Kentucky. Kennedy is devastated. Read on to see how she struggles with adjusting to her new life.
Diana and Bruce find themselves in love. She loves him but she's scared of what her family will think??
The Campbell siblings were originally just trying to get away from their parents. They didn't expect to end up in some remote town in the middle of no where. Didn't expect to be looking over their shoulders every second fearing for their lives.Join Daniel, Elena, and Jordan Campbell while they stay at the Bee n' Boo Hotel and discover the many mysteries of L' Manberg.
(Requests Closed.)Oneshots of little nightmares characters. Some will focus on other characters as well as some mini stories that will go into some parts.Some will focus on different games as well as comic characters. Different stories, different scenarios.
No one could've expected this, not even Diandra Hyun. Diandra Hyun was an ordinary girl living in a fishing town in the Pacific Northwest. Her average day was going to school, after-school activities, the library, her job, and going home. Nothing she did was different than the other kids her age. So why is it she isekai'd to one of the hundreds of manhwa she read.When you wake up, you are in the world of Lookism. Homeless. And Alone. Isn't that great?Started: Dec 09, 2022Completed: OngoingNote: this fic is a bit like a gaming system, and the OC is not y/n but my own OC Diandra Hyun. I do not own Lookism or the story's pictures unless I say so. Lookism belongs to Bak Tae Jun, and this story is only for fun.
Dans les ruines brûlantes de la cité millénaire de Kaboul, la mort rôde, un turban noir autour du crâne. Ici, une lapidation de femme, là des exécutions publiques, les Taliban veillent. La joie et le rire sont suspects. Atiq, le courageux moudjahid reconverti en geôlier, traîne sa peine. Le goût de vivre a également abandonné Mohsen, qui rêvait de modernité. Son épouse Zunaira, avocate, plus belle que le ciel, est désormais condamnée à l'obscurité grillagée du tchadri. Alors Kaboul, que la folie guette, n'a plus d'autres histoires à offrir que des tragédies. Le printemps des hirondelles semble bien loin encore..."Un cri déchirant au cœur de la nuit de l'obscurantisme." Alexandra Masson - Le Magazine littéraire
Rumors can be a dangerous thing and how it can wreck an innocent person's life.