《Allister Hale's Story Graveyard.》Anti-Harem 3+/3+
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When I got to school monday I was early as always. I usually have to go straight home after school so the morning is the best time for me to hang out with and talk to my friends. John and Hannah have been friends with me since our first year of middle school. I wouldn’t say we have too much in common but we all get along well and after we learned we all were trying to get into Laureldale.
“Morning Eric, hawwww… How was your weekend?”
“Hey Hannah. It went fairly well. I’m kinda glad to learn all the angels are good friends.”
“They are. Still it kinda sucks what you did to them, intentional or not.
John walked up and sat down with us, “Yeah, I don’t get why most guys get all stupid over girls.”
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There are a number of small moments that define who you are. For me one of these moments is the time when my mother told me why I was named Elaine.
“If you had been a boy I would have named you after your father, Ilun. You were a girl so I had to name you after my mother.” I loved these names and I loved my father so I, in my childish way, resolved to live up to my names.
I later learned that my grandmother was a terrible person, and that my mother hated her, despised her really. Looking back I knew my mother never wanted me… a girl. Grandmother was the same way, she hadn’t wanted a girl and it hurt them I think. In many ways grandmother lived her name, shining one, grandmother Elaine was brilliant and to outsiders everything about her seemed perfect.
I think it was when I was ten a full year after I realised my mother hated me. I ran away from home. I don’t even remember how it happened but I ended up at my grandmother’s where I met her for the first time. If I hadn’t met her I think I might have turned out…
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Grandmother took me in for a year. She was strict. I tried to keep up with the pace she set for me. Looking back I didn’t realise how much she was asking for. Good was never enough with her. For mother, good was too much. I… I can’t blame mother, not for that anyway.
During that year grandmother kept pushing me and pushing me. I was being tutored at a college level and just barely keeping up. Eventually I broke. When I did, I realised grandmother never loved me, she only wanted to prove mother wrong. The first person to genuinely take an interest in my future hated me.
After I broke I was returned to my mother as defective goods. Where before my mother had tried to keep up appearances before, after I was returned she treated me like tainted waste. I locked myself away after that.
As time went by I began to resemble my grandmother more and more. Eventually I entered junior high just to escape my mother’s loathing. That's when it happened. Father, Ilun, named after a basque word. The dark one. I don’t know what happened and I refuse to find out. He killed her, mother that is. Then I was alone save the label of murderer’s daughter. None of my classmates knew what to do with me. I was just a strange girl who joined them in their last year, I had weird grades, and Father. I… I couldn’t forget my other name… the name I wasn’t given. Father’s name.
Somehow, I guess I still remembered my tutoring from my time with grandmother, I got a scholarship to Laureldale. I did the minimum to keep up. I didn’t have any ambition left at that point.
If the story had ended there… I don’t know what route my life would have taken but it would have been short and miserable I think. Some days I still have to tell myself that, even if it's just a pleasant lie, to remind me how amazingly lucky I was… Lucky I am…
In my senior year right before graduation I was referred to an older couple.
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8 162Life Merchant
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8 305Giving Them The World ✔
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8 138the legend (Completed)
در عجبم بعضی انسان ها تا چه حد میتوانند به خدا نزدیک باشند و در طرفی دیگر انسان های درنده خویی در حال نابودی زندگی یک بنده ی دیگر باشند..(این داستان حمایتتون رو نیاز داره بهش یه شانس بدین از خودش دفاع کنه:))
8 55Castle of Dragons || Lloyd Garmadon X Reader
"ᴛʜᴇʏ ꜱᴀʏ ᴅʀᴀɢᴏɴꜱ ɴᴇᴠᴇʀ ᴛʀᴜʟʏ ᴅɪᴇ. ɴᴏ ᴍᴀᴛᴛᴇʀ ʜᴏᴡ ᴍᴀɴʏ ᴛɪᴍᴇꜱ ʏᴏᴜ ᴋɪʟʟ ᴛʜᴇᴍ."― ꜱ.ɢ. ʀᴏɢᴇʀꜱ♤♤♤The Lost Princess of Dragons.The Prince of Elements.Living in the same Kingdom with different titles. What happens when someone is kept from their destiny after 18 years? Will the full truth be revealed or will Princess Y/N continue to live below her title?♤♤♤"Did you hear that?!" I exclaimed, fear now taking over again."Hear what?" Nya asked."The voice, it has been taunting me ever since I've been in this tower. There's a very scratchy and scary voice teasing me and it keeps speaking to me. I don't know what wrong with me. Oh my god I'm going insane." I said, drifting off into a small rant about me going crazy."Y/N calm down! What has this voice said?" Nova asked. I don't know if they believe me entirely, but at least they are being nice about it."First thing it said was: Come to me. Then it said: I am waiting for your return, Princesssss. Next it just said: Princessss. Then it said: Yes, trust themmmm. Which is the thing I just heard." I explained."That's definitely not creepy." Nova shuddered."Princess? What is that supposed to mean? Is it a jab at you and Lloyd?" Nya questioned.♤♤♤Fantasy AUFemale reader pronounsThis book has not been edited yetCover:Lloyd art is by @cilundi.art on InstagramBackground is off Google from a how to train your dragon wallpaper search.I edited it all together
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