Far Away Cottage (The Mandela Catalogue AU)

Julie has always been the shy type. Her world changes when she finds wattpad, a very popular ebook community. She becomes addicted to it and even starts posting her own stories. But are friends, fans and votes all she will get from this site? Or is it possible to find love as well?

Timeline -> Start of 2nd year [Horikita Manabu and Tachinana will be present] All the leaders stronger than before were ready to start their new high school year, with their classmates, But after entering their classroom, their homeroom teacher escorted them to a new building. In the new building, there was a small room covered with glass on all sides. much to our surprise ayanokouji and some other peoples was asked to sit in that room where they put a device on his head. The device was supported with tons of wires.Ayanokouji felt something going inside his skull. it was so tiny that if someone else was sitting there they wouldn't even notice.[My first fanfic] [There might be grammar mistakes as English is not my native language]I do not own classroom of the eliteAuthor-> Shougo Kinugasa Illustrator-> Tomoseshunsaku.I take most of the translation from "anyflip"

Чимин и Тэхён давние друзья(омеги).Они вместе учились в младшей,старшей школе. Им не хотелось расставаться,поэтому они поступили в один универ. Чимину и Тэхёну не хватает денег,они решили,что будут подрабатывать в ночном клубе.Юнги и Чонгук два влиятельных бизнесмена(альфы). Которые любят шататься по клубе и этих двоих подцепили омеги,которые там работают.

(y/n) a normal teenager in high school was living a pretty normal life, at least until he learns that his parents sold his soul for a crap load of money. Who told him this you might ask. Well the demon who bought it to begin with, the radio demon. Now y/n life is about to take a very chaotic turn. For better or worse.... Probably worse.... Or maybe better... You'll just have to read to find out.I do not own, hazbin hotel or helluva Boss. Also all pictures, art, music, and whatever else comes to mind, It does not belong to me (unless i say a specific one does)

'Vaikartana' the one who was born with wealth but never got the fortune to live wealthy!The one who was always left behind in the pages of historyThe one who was punished for no crimeThe one who was called 'Danveer'The one who deserves all the happiness but got all the darkness in his life!Here I'm with the story of that Maharathi from the pages of the great Epic Mahabharata who was the personification of Selflessness(Disclaimer: The present piece of art is just only a fiction and not to hurt anyone's believe!)

Y/N L/N is an enigma. Winner of the Ascension Project, a secret project designed by the JFU to forge the best forwards in the world. Someone who is always smiling, always trying to make friends. An outgoing, kind, and cheerful teenage boy. And someone who will not stop at anything to become the best striker in the world. A monster who will screw over everyone around him if it means he can get a step closer to his final goal. An insane egoist. When Y/N is invited to the Bluelock Project, his first thought is that it would be a waste of time. He hides his true abilities, doing his best to stay low and stay out of sight. But as he makes his way through Bluelock's tests, trials, and challenges, he's confronted with new challenges, old relationships, and complex emotions that he's never felt before. Is he really fit to be the greatest striker in the world?Top Rankings:#1 in anime 18/02/24#2 in reader 11/07/24#1 in malereader 17/02/24#3 in bl 16/02/24#1 in male 15/02/24#1 in bluelock 24/05/24#1 in egoist 22/12/23#1 in bllk 03/02/24#1 in ego 26/02/24[Updates every Monday and Thursday, 3:15 GMT]

***WARNING: Girl x Girl (Don't read it if you don't like that)******WARNING: Futanari (Don't like don't read)***Blood. There's so much blood. Body's hang on the walls twisted into odd angles and shapes. Screaming and crying. Men, women and children. Some hanging on the walls dead, others crying and some too young to understand the loss. I slump to the floor with my mother in front of my father and brother's blood drained body's. My vision blurs from the tears threatening to spill. He was barely six. His blood coats my hands and clothes as I hug his mangled, lifeless and cold body to mine while my mother simply screams in the background. Our screams and wails mix in with the others of our neighbourhood. This isn't their first raid, and it won't be their last. "Fucking monsters" I shout into the night hoping some of them are still lurking nearby to hear me "That's what you Vampires are!"

Psycho brothers and a little angel sistersounds not so good together right?so what happens when an sweet angel comes live with her lovesick pyscho brothersso join their journey......🥰 I am not very good at description, so please 🥺 give my story a try🙏