Alternative TVDU FanficWe all know the story of the Mikealsons aka the originals, well I'm here to tell you the story of Klaus Mikaelson's daughter. I know what your all thinking Hope Mikaelson, well your wrong. This is a story about Klaus Mikaelson and Caroline Forbes daughter, she was kept a secret for a long time and was given up for adoption at birth.(THis was my first story)
โโโโ ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ " if you're going to be dumb, you gotta be tough " โโโโโโโโโโโโโโโ ๐๐ก ๐ช๐๐๐๐ embry call imprints on paul lahotes little sister. โโโโโโโโโโโโโโโembry call x fem!octwilight au - this story does not follow the events of twilight.
Renjun painted his ideal someone. He was not expecting her to come alive.
Zero. Your name said it all you were useless a place holder a nobody. Escaping the Lab was hard. But now you had to escape hell.On the 6th of November 1983 a group of boys found you and your sister...They had no idea what they were in for...||Steve Harrington x reader||(I do not own any of the character all rights go to the creators of Stranger Things)#1 - Eleven (20/08/2022)#1 - Steveharrington (05/09/2022)#1 - Strangerthings4 (11/09/2022)#1 - Strangerthings (15/09/2022)#1 - Jonathanbyers (19/02/2023)#1 - Steveharrigtonxreader (8/01/2024)
"They're monsters-" SHUT UP YOU CHOSE TO CLICK ON THIS OKAY? WHO IS THE ONE TO BLAME HERE.Warning for cringe, swearing and grammar ๐ซถ
Basically a Kiyopon that refuses to talk unless he deems it necessary. Scenes from the LN altered to fit how I want this story to progress. Will also add my own scenes too.Expect OOC characters. IT'S WHOLESOME! PLEASE READ IT!
aqui hare una pequeรฑa guia de 4 capitulos de como evitar a cada animatronico en cada juego
I had just moved to Rhode Island, more specifically Pascoag. It was pretty, though a bit boring. We could walk to the lake, and swim. We stopped swimming there pretty quick, after one too many curious hands around our ankles when we swam too deep. We got used to the sounds at night, the howls and yowls.I hated school, people avoided me like the plague. It was lonely, so I went to the woods in my backyard. We had a little stream that separated my backyard from the woods. It was too big to jump over, and it was muddy all around. We put a wooden board over it, like an ugly bridge. Those woods were my Terabithia until it all got too real.