《Just a random FNF book》✨art jumpscare✨
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my parents set up a 4-hour timer on my phone, and the camera near my room is driving me nuts rn, im serious 😟😟
if you didn't know, Rodger is a giant rat that Bitty owns. The rat was supposed to be used for some science project.
maybe i forgot to add an ingredient while making them?
BAMBER !!
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Fort Geranium
'Mariana''Lieutenant''Admiral''Europa Airgetlam'Those are some of the names people have taken to calling me but it wasn't always like this. I used to lead a much simpler life as a florist but apparently fate didn't like that I was wasting my time. Cruelly was my life taken away from me and I found myself in another world with a different identity: Mariana Von Ulysses. Another world, another life, it's all the same to me. The only reason I ever became a florist in the first place was because it was an easy opportunity for me to live comfortably. That's really all I ever wanted, to live 'comfortably', and perhaps I didn't have any grand ambitions of my own but what's wrong with that? However this new world is hellbent on not letting me have it my way. Wave after wave of problems, from monsters to national politics, it seeks to drive me towards the center of all these inane drivel. If that wasn't bad enough, apparently humans are hated in this world, eh? I'm a human too... Fine, you want it your way world? If you push then I'll push back! I'll solve these problems the only way I know how: Flowers! Don't underestimate their poisonous attributes just because they have cute colors and girly patterns. Orcs? Elves? Humans? Fairies? Dwarves? Dragons? Titans? Celestials? Ascendeds? Gods? To stand before me means that they have forfeited their lives. I shall show them all, the deadliness of plants... The slow and agonizing torture of poison and venom, swirling within your system as you writhe in excruciating pain. It burns you from the inside with no escape. The only release from this hell would be 'death'. That is my power. In the end, the world does not seem to want to leave me alone. Thus I've come to a conclusion: the only way to make myself truly comfortable in this world is a hostile take over! So let me demonstrate their powers to you; I'll let you taste the reason why they call me the 'Flower of Malice'.
8 216I Will Be Everyone
What would you do if you woke up with a body in your bed? Not a dead body, but a duplicate of yourself, a copy who's mind was connected to yours. Then, what happens when you keep splitting and traveling and experiencing absolutely everything? Who would you be if you became everyone?
8 163His Hybrid Mate | COMPLETED
A secret hybrid.A charming Alpha.Mates.What could go wrong?**************************************Brooklyn Jones is a hybrid. Her mother was the Alpha's daughter, and her father was a vampire. At the age of fifteen, they died in a fire caused by rogues.Brooklyn was left in her mother's pack since her uncle was the Alpha. They treated her well, but she still felt like an outsider.But when rogues come looking for Brooklyn, putting her and the pack in danger, her uncle sends her to Florida to live with one of her mother's best friends.There she goes to school, and she meets her mate. Grayson King; son of the Alpha, soon to be Alpha of Silver Moon Pack. But how do you explain that you're a hybrid to your mate who is going to be Alpha of one of the biggest pack in America? And what happens when people from the past reappear?HIGHEST RANKINGS: #5 IN TEEN FICTION
8 115Vain Glories
In the 22nd year of the Glorious Era, tensions mount as the first pilots vanish one by one. Dr Gloria Vain seemingly laughs as worlds burn and a young man finds that his gifts place him at the forefront of the coming conflict. Can the drums of war that beat at the heart of progress be stopped? Can love truly bloom on the battlefield? Is pride in one’s legacy enough? Or is this all just Vain Glory? [participant in the Royal Road Writathon challenge]
8 211Ishtar's smile
Greetings to you, mysterious reader! I am Ishtar and... well, 'know what ? Let's forget the formalities! To be honest, I don't know my age. I was here before the founding of Uruk. I'll be there long after your descendants have died. Let's say I'm old, shall we? Well, it doesn't show, because I certainly look something like 17. 'll have to trust me. Ah, ah! Let's start at the beginning: if the weird ideograms on this document make sense to you, then someone has taught you my mother tongue. Congratulations, I am dealing with a well educated individual! Where are you from? Is there anything interesting going on in your era? Because obviously, a few centuries (millennia, actually) will have passed since this was written, so please excuse my curiosity. Ugh... get real. You know no one is gonna read this thing. What's the point for a goddess to keep a diary?24/120, NOVEL. ONGOING.
8 70Elements Rising
Emily Rhodes, a seventeen-year-old girl, discovers she has the ability to control fire. One day, a stranger comes to her front door and invites her to attend an academy for people just like her. Ultimately, Emily decides to attend the academy and is thrust into a world of action, fantasy, and romance. While at the academy, she meets three other girls, Grey, who controls earth, Finn, who controls air, and Aurora, who controls water. The four girls must learn to get along, hone their powers, and protect the school from a dark evil threatening to destroy it, everyone, and everything in its path.
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