This is a Inner Moka x Male Author x Kurumu.The author's monster form will be based on the Wendigo from Until Dawn(Favorite PS4 game).
Um caçador de recompensas que se depara com algo muito além de sua compreensão enquanto persegue um velho mago até próximo das terras dos mortos em Menegroth!
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Jaxson King is the King of all Alphas and is looking for his mate. Carolina the worthless Omegel doesn't even think she is worthy of have a mate. Carolina never got to have a childhood or a happy life so when Jaxson comes around he wants to show her the greatest things in life. But her hard life doesn't want to let her go that easy. Jaxson now has to protect her and keep his broken queen safe. Warnings •Abuse warning (Not a lot) •Cursing (Please know your limits when it comes to some topics) Started: Nov 14, 2020Posting: March 20, 2021Completed: October 25, 2021-This book is connected to other books I have written please go and check them out if you like this story-
☆Highest Rating: #535 in HF!☆A retelling of the Pacific front... with a twist. He knew many things. He knew when planes started flying, he had seen every president walk off to the stand. He had felt the toils of Civil War. And he was a Nation. A winged being bound to a people, a culture, a land. And to him, it was everything. He believed he was there for a reason, and he was proud of it. He had been doing his best for the past two, almost three centuries to help his people along. Some sort of angel, someone would say, and he would just smile and shake his head. He had screwed up sometimes. Sometimes very badly.As of the early 1930s, his friends are coming out of where they had been hiding, and other Nations are becoming aggressive, both in their influences and their words. The most recent Summit of Nations ended badly. Once again, the winged people are tearing each other apart heart and soul. For the beginning of it, Alfred avoids conflict. He helps where he can, propping up others when they need it, and showing up to offer support. But he doesn't stay. He doesn't want a repeat of the Great War. This want is vain. Alfred had been growing impatient with Kiku Honda, the Japanese Nation, for a while. He had surely heard what was happening. But the events of Pearl Harbor threw him and his people into a frenzy. The urge to fight became overhearing, and so he gathered arms. Alfred wanted to fight. Even so, the fight will be difficult. He has known loss, though not as sudden and widespread as this. His human colleagues, his citizens, are falling left and right, and he begins to feel very, very small. He must remember that Nations drive the course of history. He just can't mess up. (☆Rating last confirmed: 7/4/17) ((Sequel to Metal Birds. Can be read as stand alone.)) ((Wingtalia, based on concepts by Hidakez Himaruya, OOC))
Kara, a thieving Gardevoir, and Aerutheal, a noble Gallade, and their journey to save the world. Follows and reviews are appreciated. (Original idea from "What a Thief Can't Steal.")
'Tears are the words that the heart can't bear to say'Ever since the car crash, Lola wanted to hide from the world. The scars were permanent reminders of what happened to her and the grief was too overwhelming for her and her small family.coming back to school as another challenge that pushed her emotions to the limits, she hid her face from the crowd and cut herself off from any social interactions. it was like she had lost her voice. but when she was forced to work in a mixed group for a class project she realized just how much she needed the people around her. the project brought four unlikely friends together. but that came at a price. each person had to make small sacrifices to get the project done and to keep being friends with everyone. but what seemed like a small sacrifice son turned into the biggest mistake of their life, or maybe it was a blessing?
El mundo entre sus tantas vueltas, una caída y estoy frente a tu persona. Ni porque existieran las máquinas del tiempo cambiaría mi historia.En proceso de edición para una mejor lecturaNo se permiten copias, ni que se resuba con o sin créditos.Disfrutenla.