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This book is no longer being continued. It was a gross erasure of a gay character's sexuality and I would rather not continue it when I now know better. If you would like to know more, read the lone chapter. Until next time.…
Amaryllis- A flower that symbolizes pride, strength, and determination. Those that are red specifically symbolize love, passion, and attraction, and are considered to be a lucky flower in Chinese culture.Vampires, sea demons, fae courts, and other terrifying creatures such as these are considered plagues to Red Iron Valley. But seeing as they refuse to leave, the humans of this dangerous world have learned to leave them alone to ensure they're all safe. As a result, they all teeter along the edges of The Ancient Lands, with humans being more inclined to build homes on those edges.Amaryllis, a young woman of unknown origins, lives in a village that has done just that and has been happy to stay there all her life. It isn't until she is given a letter from her real mother, and meets the man who rescued her, that she is eager to learn who she is. Join her on her quest, and learn what it means to be human while facing creatures that might just be more humane than most.May The Gods Grace Your Path and Luck Be Everpresent.Red Iron Valley awaits you.(I'm gonna be honest, this was inspired from a shitpost on TikTok about "every vampire book ever" and I just felt it was too good to not make it real. Am I putting too much effort into a stereotype that I am actively pushing forward? Maybe. But at least I'm having fun with it. Nevertheless, I hope you all enjoy it. And yes, I'm going to give credit to the original creator. His username will be in the credits chapter and I'll even link his video.)…
It is as the title entails. Just a bunch of TMNT nonsense. You can request things if you'd like. I know all of your monster lovers and TMNT fans are just bursting with ideas for these types of things.…
This is a story based on a roleplay between me and @shotosoft. I love my online sister so much. ^^Anyway, I hope you all enjoy it. - - - - -"Don't you think it would be amazing to actually be. . . I don't know, transported into their universe?""That depends on when we're sucked in. [. . .] It would be pretty cool though, to see how they live and ask all of our questions. To meet Master Splinter and learn real ninjutsu. To help them defeat their villains and maybe help some turn good. To be heroes. . . Too bad we don't have any teleporters.". . . ."Trin? Is our Wifi acting up?""What the hell?"…
Disclaimer: I do not own any of the characters associated with the TMNT series or brand. While this story does include them, I do not own them. This story also includes many acts of violence, a few ✨spicy✨ scenes, mild language, and even some death. This story is meant to be a slow burn as well, so for those of you who are too impatient for stories like this you do not have to read it. Without further ado, here is the premise.I don't get why everyone assumes that people who wear pink are weak. Just because someone wears the favorite colour of many little girls, does not mean they're weak.In fact, that colour might just show you their strength of misleading people. Making others believe that they are fragile when they are just the opposite. Either way, it sucks for both the people who look and the person being looked at."Can I help you?" The girl asked, taking out one of her earbuds to hear better.He paused, surprised that she knew he was behind her. Was he walking too heavy? Was his presence too large? Maybe it was both. Either way, it made him realize how much training he had been skipping on recently. He sighed, staying still as he answered her."Not really. I just wanted to talk.""About?"". . . Anything.""Why?"'Because you've been on my mind for days. Because I don't understand how you work, but I want to. Because I want to know who you are. I want to know about your life in this city.'". . . Because you're interesting."And with that, it was quiet again. Neither one spoke or was bothered by the chill of the air or the sudden gust of wind. Nothing moved, except for the cars and the people below them. And then the girl gave what sounded like a pitiful attempt at a chuckle, giving up halfway to sigh. She broke the silence."That's what they all say."…
This is just a story of poems that I'll make, aling with some unfinished song lyrics. I may mimic some forms from other poets or artists, but trust me, these words are mine. I hope you all enjoy…
WARNING: This story contains certain scenes that hold graphic gore, rape, harassment, abuse, cursing (blanked out), mental issues, sexual content, and other things. If you are one of the few who do not wish to be a part of this, you may swipe or click away. Your warning has been brief.It is the year XX24, and James Fletcher, a boy of 16, has been heartbroken since his best friend, Maddison Gray, was announced dead just a few months into last year. There was no sickness. No insight on what happened. She just disappeared for a while. . . And then they found her left arm, rotting and buried in a forest. James's mind fell to chaos, his heart tore from his chest, and all that was left was a hollow shell of empty anger. For you see, he had fallen in love with her without even realizing it.His father, Patrick Morris, an abusive and manipulative man, has been using him, since he stopped fighting back, in any way he could. No one would guess that Patrick, a "kind" and "honest" bartender, would ever hurt his own son.And yet they share different last names.One day, James's father brings an unusually heavy, rectangular box home, looking as cheery as he could muster. . . Though it didn't seem too forced this time. After unboxing what had been trapped inside, James realized why his father was so happy to have this thing inside the house. It was an android. A model a few months older, sure, but an android all the same. This one was one of those that looked the most life-like. . . But that's what made it worse....Because this android looked almost exactly like Maddison.…
This book includes short stories about demon/angel/archangel/reaper/any kind of OC from anyone in the Hazbin Hotel and Helluva Boss fandoms. Now, I have rules about this, but you'll be able to read them in the book. I'll be putting up a form chapter if anyone wishes to make requests. Other than that, have fun reading.…
Just. . . . A roleplay book. Come on, guys. Don't be stupid. There's gonna be a lot of fandoms. A lot of randomness. A lot of cursing. A lot of other stuff that may not be suitable for certain people. . . Be mature.…