《Nebula's Echo (a Naruto Fanfic)》Chapter 1
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I woke up with a start. Looking at the familiar ceiling, I drifted into deep thought. For some reason I feel like I was supposed to do something important, but what....
I closed my eyes, frowning slightly. After ten or so minutes my eyes snapped open again.
Oh shoot. School. I was supposed to get up, but after I closed my alarm I fell right back asleep. Shoot. Shooooot. Whyyy meeee!
I jumped out of bed like I was the Flash and displayed my unreal multi-tasking abilities by brushing my teeth, dressing and somehow managing to brush my hair all at once.
Once I was more or less done I practically flew down the stairs, grabbed my bag and an apple before storming out of the house.
I ran until I was out of breath and slowed, taking out my phone so I could read while walking. What can I say, I believe in the wisdom of multi-tasking, thereby saving time. As I was happily walking with my nose stuck to my screen, a noise made me look up. A truck was headed straight for me.
Oh no, you don't.
I thought and quickly ran to the side. After the crisis was averted I let out a breath and resumed walking. Now that was a close call. I over exaggeratedly wiped the sweat from my forehead.
I happily continued on my path towards the prison disguised as a learning facility. Turning the corner I saw another truck, driving right towards me. Driving ON THE SIDEWALK.
Where did that idiot even get his driver's license from?!
I ran into the nearest yard, waiting for the idiot-truck to practically fly past me, with the speed he was going at. STILL ON THE FREAKIN' SIDEWALK.
What's with the trucks today? Truck-sama wants to get me into the beyond for some cliche transmigration/reincarnation crap? Na-ah, ain't gonna happen.
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Suddenly I heard yet another noise, much louder this time, sounding far above my head. I looked up at the sky, squinting slightly. A helicopter was flying over where I stood. I looked down smirking.
So that was all it was. I'm getting paranoid.
I sent one last glance at the helicopter before walking onward but that glance made me stop in my tracks. Something had fallen out of the massive helicopter and was heading straight for me. I narrowed my eyes suspiciously as my face took on a ridiculously blank look -_-
Is that... a truck...?
By then it was too late. The massive vehicle had completely crushed me in a matter of seconds. Before everything went dark, one last though resounded in my head...
Are. You. Kidding. Me. WTF. That Truck-sama sure is one stubborn bastard...
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8 190Come Back To Me, Kiwi.
Vidal Ferrari is an engineer who's ready to start his own family but with no suitable woman in sight. His wealth seems to attract the wrong kind of girl and he's becoming restless. He's a large rough man who is only ever gentle with his nieces. But he knows that'll have to change if he wants to find himself a wife.Kiara is a heavily traumatized young woman, stuck in an awful facility for sixteen years of her life. Trained to be enslaved and sold. She never had a childhood, never felt love of any kind. When she's saved from the facility, she lands in a hospital in Vancouver. She's in desperate need of someone to look after her and help her heal. Someone gentle and never rough. Can these two find the love they need in each other?Will Vidal be able to be the gentle, careful man that Kiara needs?Will Kiara ever heal from the deep scars her life has left her with?Can the engineer and the scared girl truly be the ones for each other?---"Kiwis..." He said softly. I examined them, seeing how some had some white parts and some were free of the black specks."I like these a lot." He smiled. He brought one to my lips and I bit into it. It was very different from the others. Much less sweet."These ones match your eyes, don't they? Your pretty green eyes." He said to me, wiping away more of my tears while I was too distracted by the explosion of flavour in my mouth.I rubbed my irritated eyes and he fed me another kiwi slice. It tasted good but it made my body shiver a little from the little sting it had in its taste."Is it too sour? Sorry about that." He chuckled, gently raking his fingers through my hair as I relaxed a little.I wanted more. I liked kiwi."You want more?" He asked me.I looked at the kiwi and then at him. He really, really wanted me to talk. He fed me the rest of the kiwi pieces even though he hadn't gotten an answer from me and then he smiled."All done." He said to me, brushing my hair away from my face with a smile.
8 150The Colour of Your Heart
Hell’s seven Colours to rule Hell’s seven kingdoms. Red, Green, Grey, Blue, Yellow, White and Black. Satan, the ultimate lord and commander of all seven Kingdoms had made it so. No one remembered where the Colours came from or when they last lived without them. It just became a way of life. The Royal descendants, spawns of Satan, were born with the power to manipulate most Colours. Born with the power to submit most to their will. However, in order to ascend and become true Masters of Hell, they were to conquer all Colours and pass the final Test. No matter the cost. Over the years, Satan himself lost many of his own children to the Test, but it was the iron law. It could not be changed. There were some whispers and predictions, however. One of Satan’s children, together with a rare human soul, would be the end of his reign. Twenty-four-year-old Mara Takeda is a shy young woman who has faced many challenges in her short life. From suddenly becoming deaf at the age of five to facing bullies through most of her school years, she became a near recluse whose sole obsession was painting. Always unsociable and under a pseudonym, her art paved the way for her to become a respected and talented artist. Now in Tokyo, she is preparing to come out from the shadows and make an appearance at her first, public exhibition. At least that was the plan until she is abruptly visited by a man with horns and wings…
8 168Saints (SAINTS #1) | ✓
"What do you mean I'm stuck with the seven deadly sins? I'm a saint!""You've been about seven minutes in hell and have managed to insult eight people already, Jasmina.""Fuck off, wannabe Satan."
8 154My Alpha's Fairytale
8 107The French Bride
Disclaimer: this story is not mine I did not write it the original author and owner is marina ka-fai on fanfic toon.net. All. Refit and ownership is hers. I put this story on wattpad because I wanted a copy on wattpad that I could download so I can read it whenever and again I don't own this story. The French Bride by Marina Ka-Fai>> What if Katherine Howard was not Henry's fifth wife? what if Cromwell was spared and told the king about a noble french woman, descendant of Eleanor of Aquitaine? Here is the tale of Queen Marina de Champagne, Henry VIII's fifth wife!
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