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Maze
This story is being published on Wattpad, Tapas, and Royalroad only( looking at you novelhd :/) Please help me take it down if you see it somewhere else. Maze, a witch born in a forest close to a Circassian village, loses her mother and gains a kitsune father all at once. She grows up in Japan, in one of the kitsune villages and we follow her life as she tries to find a place where she belongs. This is the first draft of Maze. IMPORTANT: I'm looking for Japanese sensitivity readers, so if this story interests you, please do correct me whenever you find anything ignorant and/or harmful/offensive.
8 79Un-thinkable
𝙔𝙤𝙪 𝙜𝙞𝙫𝙚 𝙢𝙚 𝙖 𝙛𝙚𝙚𝙡𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙩𝙝𝙖𝙩 𝙄 𝙣𝙚𝙫𝙚𝙧 𝙛𝙚𝙡𝙩 𝙗𝙚𝙛𝙤𝙧𝙚𝘼𝙣𝙙 𝙄 𝙙𝙚𝙨𝙚𝙧𝙫𝙚 𝙞𝙩, 𝙄 𝙩𝙝𝙞𝙣𝙠 𝙄 𝙙𝙚𝙨𝙚𝙧𝙫𝙚 𝙞𝙩
8 301She Is My Alpha | Good Boy x Bad Girl |✔️
❝She kills without second thought.❞•Micajah's PoV: "Ah!" I shout out in pain, unable to hold it in any longer. I clutch my hand to my injured leg and cry out desperately when another blow is landed to my other leg. Tears of pain gather in the corners of my eyes, and I curl into a ball of humiliation, trying to shield myself from the bullies."You worthless piece of shit," He says menacingly, his muddy brown eyes set in a hard glare aimed at me. I flinch when I see Chance pulling back his fist, raising my arms in defense. But to my utter surprise, the blow never comes.Instead, a sickening 'crunch' resonates through the hallway, surprising me. I tentatively open my eyes once again, cautiously peeking from behind raised arms. What- or more correctly who I see takes my breath away, every fiber of my being stirring at the incandescent sight.There, standing there like an avenging angel over the groaning body of Chance in the floor is a girl. But 'girl' would be too simple of a word to describe her. Her red hair flows down in luscious curls, framing her heart-shaped face, which is set in a furious scowl. Her feline eyes are a stormy grey, the electricity in them, static. Her sharp, straight nose accenting her full pink lips that are shaped like a cupid's bow with such a perfection, giving her an ethereal look. No, the person before me is not a girl. She's a Goddess.The jocks bow their heads in submission, murmurs of "Alpha," passing around the group. My Wolf gets agitated and keeps on saying something but I ignore his persistent calls, as my fogged brain is unable to register anything except the exotic beauty standing before me.Her steel grey eyes roam around the circle in one swift movement before they settle on me, darkening, yet instantly softening at the same time. Finally, her pink lips part to let one word escape them, the one word that changes my life."Mine,"•Completed ✔️MICAJAH IS A GUY's NAME #5 in WEREWOLF#1 in TEEN FICTION
8 441Cocaine Hearts
A tale of two cocaine hearts, in which the persona realizes that no drug is deadlier than love.#6 in Poetry | 29.12.16© 2016 Fury Evans[ cover by @blackhazex ]
8 165Annyeong, Soojin! [Ateez Fanfiction] ✓
{ATEEZxMC Fanfiction}[Book II of Annyeong series]Soojin gets a second chance to reunite with her friends of the past. Only that she's herself now. Her friends of the past are now idols that she worships and there's no seemingly visible label of whether they are still friends in the present. There's Ateez and there's Soojin, both the parties have no clue on what to feel and how to proceed; they are not AZ Fellaz and Daisy anymore. Amongst the hassles of reunion, emotions, dignity, life and drama, there's also the mystery that both the parties forget to pursue. The answer to that mystery is within Mystery.|||||Ateez as idols AU. Fangirl AU. Fantasy. Mystery. Romcom.Book-II
8 268【Low Life】ReverseHaremxBroke Reader
You can only get better from here. Or so you thought.
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