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At one instance Ishita is partying with her friends at a club and the next moment, she wakes up in a stranger's arms. Who is this stranger? What happened at the party?Based on the life of IshRa from popular television show Yeh Hai Mohabbatein.
The girl in the sky blue dress had her father's heart and her mother's brain. She lived in a place where the sun shown and snow fell. Helping her brother on the farm they'd inherited from their dead father, she finds herself being drawn out from the safe confines of her home as a hoard of Englishmen cross the small strip of sea to France.Two young people with completely different lives meet. One is a king, the other a peasant. Even worse, one in English and the other French, but when they meet sparks fly and nothing can stop the raging flames that will rip across the battlefield, a fairytale no more...
Waking up after an accident, Scarlet Duncan finds herself reborn as an undead hunted by humans and unable to go out into the sun. Trapped in a strange new world, Scarlet struggles to survive as broth humans and monsters come for her head.
The Forestry is about a pack of wolves who can talk and have different elements of powers I hope you enjoy my first story
"welcome to alpha delta phi, shitheads." © at hxran1D, 2017. This story is purely fictional and made for entertainment. No way affiliated with any members of One Direction nor their families. MATURE CONTENT, (IF YOU DO NOT KNOW WHAT THAT MEANS THAN MAYBE YOU SHOULDN'T READ) READ AT YOUR OWN RISK.
The one man who caught, found and killed more scps than anyone else in the foundation.A/N : I may make one or two of my own SCPs and (if they will allow me) borrow some other fan made SCPs.Disclaimer : I do not own any of these pictures and most of the characters.
When the Guardian of Blafden Shores is slain and the Great Scroll is deemed myth, denizens are no longer protected from the foulest entity to ever plague Aerth. Imperious fires morph the cobblestone roads into the uncanny, treacherous routes from folklore recited by only the bravest of elders. With anarchy fornent the cities, the torch remains only a collection of embers with a fading hue where orange flames once dominated. When prophecy comes into play, the adventure craving seamstress Aalia finds herself in leather shoes too big for her to walk in, alongside three others of different ancestry. With the burden of restoring peace to the Shores on her frail shoulders, she thinks things can't possibly grow worse. That is, until she meets the foulest entity itself. The thin line between right and wrong is blurred by desperation, deception, and maybe even love.
I'm probably gonna lose my mind doing this story, but I'm sure I'll enjoy it, hopefully as much as you enjoy reading it...