《Kingdom of Monsters: La Guardia》I'm still here
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Salutations my fellow humans. I'm still alive and yet I' haven't really written much. truth be told one evening like a year and a half ago, I thought, hmm I like the story but I feel like I messed up somewhere. I tend to just drop of the map on my projects and then work on them for a long time 24/7 afterwards, even so I never forgot about this story or even my other one which I've tried to draft and redraft on more than one occasion, each time improving but never once getting it right.
with all that said, sometime ago I was in a great state of mind, and then I got all sick so that set my state of mind back again, however my state of mind now its healthier than it ever has been in my entire life, and right now its more my mood rather than my state of being, if that makes sinces.
in short, I hope to return soon, I'll honestly probably rewrite aspects of the story despite the story already being 100 chapters I somehow feel I started to rush and I felt I would ruin it if I went any further than were I was. I'm going to rewrite and condense what has been written, thank you for all of you who are still here and patiently waiting.
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Drip-Fed
A slime randomly falls into existence. Sapient and born with the ability to recreate parts of the things it preys upon, the highly confused drop of primordial soup decides that the only real thing it can do is become the being at the top of the food chain. A task of longevity in the leaves of the Omniverse.Cover Art by Chris Cold.
8 178Menastel's Guide to World Travel
World travel is a tragic mess. It is outlined by misunderstanding and a blindness to risk. Few are aware of the danger and fewer are equipped to face it. House Caelum was unfortunately neither as they escaped their dying world, the once powerful clan scattered across the ethereal. Sidrick and his eldest sister Layla find themselves on Linea, a world ruled by monsters the size of small cities and the men that can match them. To rebuild their House and survive in their new home, they'll need to get much, much stronger.
8 195There's a Beauty: Seer of Deception
Money and Power, Beauty and Honor. In a place where strength was everything and magic ruled the world; a child was born useless with nothing of these four words. "She's ugly!" "She's weak!" When everyone looks in disdain and ridicule, no one expects that a frail, disfigured girl can survive until the end.
8 83Only you can make me feel better... (Calamity x Drift)
Imagine someone who you see as your own uncle. Someone you can trust. Someone who cares for you. But also someone that has different plans...While Calamity saw Rodas as her own uncle, he thought otherwise. He had way different thoughts about Calamity and her family. She still thought he was there for her.Although.. after Calamity's parents died, Calamity and Deadfire learn the shocking truth about the death of their parents. Something they never expected.Later the two meet Drift and his team. But there was a little spark between Calamity and Drift. That was ignored until Deadfire met his fate...After Calamity and Drift were the only one's left, so much more was waiting for them. A lot of things they had never expected...WARNING! This story contains:-cursing-(small) smut scene's :p
8 153after dark | matthew tkachuk
AFTER DARK | MATTHEW TKACHUKoriginally posted to tumblr @baevillier (2020)Y/N swore that she would never join a dating app, but after finding herself with a lack of companionship and sex, she turns to 'After Dark' an app meant for finding anonymous hookups. Meeting a mysterious man named Scotty, Y/N learns that the two of share many things in common. Having failed at dating, Y/N is surprised when she starts to get close to this mysterious man. Perhaps they are closer than she ever realizes
8 127The Hunt
Cecily's blade swung, hitting its mark as always. The man's arm fell to the cold grass of the prison with a familiar thud. He let out a blood curdling scream. A warning to the rest. Stay away, the Hunter is here. That's the name they'd given her, the Hunter. After she cut off the man who tried to rape hers masculinity, they stayed away. She'd made it clear anyone who tried to touch her would be hunted and slaughtered. Cecily kneeled down, pushing the man's face into the dirt so she could use his back as a seat while she trifled through his belongings. "You're hurting my ears," she told him, no remorse in her voice. "Quiet down before I really do kill you."The man but his lip, well aware that she wasn't lying. Sobs shook him, making for an uncomfortable seat. She, however, didn't particularly feel the beed to kill him. It happened, not often, but it did. "Oh, hush up," she hissed, taking out a bag of rations with her metal hand, "it doesn't hurt that bad."With her good, human hand, she dropped the plastic bag of food into her own bag. She pushed up, off the man back. As she was about to walk away, bag slung over her shoulder, brushing against her autumn colored braid, she turned back to him. "Consider yourself lucky," she said, no hatred in her voice, there never was. "Consider yourself lucky that you didn't do anything stupid. And even luckier if one of the scum bagged criminals in here feel a little light in their hearts and help you. Consider yourself luckier if you die there."With that, her old black and white Nike sneakers carried her off into the brush of the huge prison.
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