𝗟𝗜𝗙𝗘 𝗚𝗢𝗘𝗦 𝗢𝗡 🦖 jurrasic world
"Dinosaurs remind us that even the mightiest can fall, but their legacy roars through time."…
"Dinosaurs remind us that even the mightiest can fall, but their legacy roars through time."…
❝🇳🇴 🇴🇳🇪 🇪🇱🇸🇪 🇨🇦🇳 🇱🇴🇻🇪 🇾🇴🇺 🇱🇮🇰🇪 🇮 🇩🇴, 🇾/🇳. 🇪🇻🇪🇷🇾 🇧🇷🇪🇦🇹🇭 🇾🇴🇺 🇹🇦🇰🇪 🇮🇸 🇲🇮🇳🇪 🇹🇴 🇨🇭🇪🇷🇮🇸🇭, 🇦🇳🇩 🇮🇫 🇦🇳🇾🇴🇳🇪 🇩🇦🇷🇪🇸 🇹🇴 🇹🇦🇰🇪 🇼🇭🇦🇹'🇸 🇲🇮🇳🇪, 🇮'🇱🇱 🇲🇦🇰🇪 🇸🇺🇷🇪 🇹🇭🇪🇾 🇳🇪🇻🇪🇷 🇬🇪🇹 🇹🇭🇪 🇨🇭🇦🇳🇨🇪.❝Y/N never really cared about the other cats. Sure, he's a guardian angel, but his time on Earth is fleeting, so he does what he does best: capturing hearts and making everyone fall for him. It's easy, though, when you're a god, isn't it?…
"In the darkness, we find what we truly are-heroes, monsters, or something in between."There's a lot of gray area when it comes to the Venom symbiote. Y/N never really cared about it before she was ultimately subjected to it, and they bonded. Now her life is full of dangers, highs, and lows. So, when a certain web-spinning hero finds her on the brink of death and they bond, what will happen? Will she remain an unstable monster, or become a person someone can love?…
"Welcome to Jurassic Park"…
Fourth Book In the Arc Two of Blood of the Crescent Moon SeriesThey made it under the dragon's shadow, their breaths quick and hearts pounding as they clung to the faint hope that Bloodmoon would never notice them again. But the land around the lake-a once-thriving sanctuary of peace-was in for a reckoning far beyond what any cat could imagine. The scars from the last battle had barely healed, and now, a far greater catastrophe loomed.This time, the forest wasn't facing a simple threat. Fire and ash had already blackened the trees and charred the undergrowth, but what came next was something else entirely. The earth felt alive with unease, the air humming with a dark, crackling energy. Bloodmoon's promise of destruction hung over them like a storm cloud, and the weight of her wrath seemed unbearable.For no one escapes fire, and no one escapes an eclipse. The pale, eerie light cast by the waning sun twisted the shadows, making even the bravest warriors shiver. And this fire wasn't just flames leaping from trees or a blaze consuming the forest-it was fire made flesh. Bloodmoon was destruction incarnate, her scales glinting like molten metal as she prowled, her breath searing the very life out of the air.The forest trembled as though it could sense its doom. The cats could only hope-hope that they could rally together, hope that their bonds would hold strong, hope that they could outlast the storm of chaos that was sure to come.But even as they whispered their prayers to StarClan and steeled themselves for what lay ahead, the truth was undeniable. Survival was not guaranteed. The odds had never been lower. And the eclipse promised that the darkest night was yet to fall.…
The stars have shifted, their ancient patterns disrupted. The dragons have awakened from their long slumber, their fiery breath heralding the return of dark times for ThunderClan. Shadows of the Dark Forest loom once more, and the relentless cycle of the wheel turns ever onward, trapping all in its unyielding grip.The question hangs heavy in the air: will the warriors of ThunderClan find the strength to shatter the wheel, breaking free from its eternal cycle? Or will they succumb, allowing it to roll on, crushing hope beneath its weight?…
"I'm not going to stop the wheel. I'm going to break the wheel."…
"In the shadow of night, where light dares not tread, the dark angel spreads its wings, weaving secrets into the stars."VARIOUS CHARACTERS X FEM READER!ACOPLOYSE AU…
"In every shadow of darkness, there's a glimmer of light ready to unfold its untold power."THE MANDALORIAN VARIOUS! X FEM! READER…
"Believe you can and you're halfway there."STRAY KIDS VARIOUS! X READER…
"In the depths of shadow, even the faintest star can guide the way."A NOVEL,X READER ARE TO BE EXECPETED…
" Don't Worry. I'm the strongest "VARIOUS! THE HOBBIT X FEM! GOJO! READER…
"In the web of fate, every thread has a purpose."SPIDER-MAN: INTO THE SPIDER-VERSE X FEN! GOJO! READER…
"THE STARS GUIDE US, BUT ONLY THE STRONG CAN FOLLOW."🅃🄷🄴 🄻🄸🄾🄽 🄺🄸🄽🄶 🅅🄰🅁🄸🄾🅄🅂! 🅇 🅁🄴🄰🄳🄴🅁…
"Sometimes, the strongest bonds are formed when you're not looking for them. But when you find them, don't let go."𝕁𝕁𝕂 𝕍𝔸ℝ𝕀𝕆𝕌𝕊! 𝕏 𝔽𝔼𝕄! ℝ𝔼𝔸𝔻𝔼ℝ…
"A crown is not merely worn, but earned-with wisdom, courage, and the silent strength of generations."𝕍𝔸ℝ𝕀𝕆𝕌𝕊! ℂℍ𝔸ℝ𝔸ℂ𝕋𝔼ℝ𝕊 𝕏 𝔽𝔼𝕄! ℚ𝕌𝔼𝔼ℕ! ℝ𝔼𝔸𝔻𝔼ℝBOOK 1 of the QUEEN's KINGDOM SERIES…
"A true queen stands for what is right, not what is easy." - Unknown"Being a queen means understanding that the crown is not a right, but a responsibility." - Unknown…
Darkness looms over the Clans as an ancient force stirs, threatening to tear apart everything they hold dear. The earth trembles, the skies crackle with unseen power, and ThunderClan faces its greatest trial yet-one that will bring both fire and ice to their doorstep. The fate of the Clans hangs in the balance, and only the mysterious lake can save them. But time is running out, and the journey to find it may cost more than any of them can bear. Will the Clans unite in time, or will the world they know be shattered forever?…
"descendants!various! X Elsa's daughter! Reader"BOOK 1 of the RUN SERIESBeing the daughter of royalty is everyone's dream, right? Well, not Astrid's. For her, it feels more like a gilded cage. She can never catch a break-whether from her people in Berk, where Viking traditions demand her strength, or in Arendelle, where her poise as a princess is constantly under scrutiny. She's never free.Even when she flies through the skies on Frostwing, her sleek dragon with icy blue scales and wings that shimmer like frost-kissed glass, Astrid feels the weight of her responsibilities pressing down on her. She can't use her fire magic freely; it's too dangerous. She can't shape ice into wild, breathtaking sculptures like she wants to; it's always too public, too noticeable. Nothing she does is truly her own. Every day she dons the perfect mask-smile for the portrait, pose for the people, and perform like the flawless daughter she's expected to be. That's who she has to be, day in and day out.She often escapes with her Aunt Anna and Uncle Kristoff when she can, sneaking away to laugh, sled, or share quiet moments in the mountains. But those adventures are growing fewer and farther between. Anna has her own responsibilities now, and Astrid? She's not a child anymore. With each passing year, the demands of her dual heritage grow heavier.And now, as if she wasn't already stretched thin, the prince of Auradon has asked her to join him at his royal academy. It's an honor-or at least, that's what everyone keeps telling her. She has to go, doesn't she? Be the good daughter. Represent her kingdoms.But what if she's not the good daughter everyone thinks she is? What if, buried beneath the polite smiles and the perfect braids, Astrid is something else entirely-something she's never been allowed to be? What if she's not the daughter of ice and duty, but of fire and freedom, and no one is ready for who she truly is?…
No one had seen her before-at least, not in any meaningful way. Whispers of her existence fluttered through the shadows of Crescent City like the haunting notes of a forgotten melody. People spoke her name in hushed tones, as if uttering it aloud might summon her presence from the depths of the urban underbelly. Everyone had heard of her infamous organization, of course. The Crimson Dawn, as it was ominously called, was the most dangerous gang operating in the Coruscant sector. With a reputation that loomed like a storm cloud overhead, it struck fear into the hearts of those who dared cross its path-a ruthless collective of criminals, mercenaries, and outcasts who thrived on chaos and violence.Now, with the addition of this enigmatic new member, the danger had escalated to unprecedented levels. She was said to be a ghost among mortals, moving with a grace that shimmered beneath the flickering neon lights of the cityscape. Those who caught glimpses of her described her in scattered, disjointed sentences: a flash of crimson fabric swirling through the alleyways, a glint of something sharp and deadly hidden beneath her cloak, shadows dancing in her wake as she navigated the labyrinth of night. Her eyes, they said, held the fire of a dying star-intense yet inscrutable, as if they bore witness to untold stories of torment and survival.The rumors spun tales of her wicked prowess in battle, her very name synonymous with fear and liberation alike. Some claimed she had emerged from the ashes of betrayal, a survivor crafted by loss and vengeance, while others whispered that she was born of the very darkness that surrounded the city itself. Regardless of her origins, one thing was clear: with her joining the ranks of the Crimson Dawn, a formidable force had just been added to an already fearsome collective. As the echoes of her reputation began to ripple through the underworld, the city's pulse quickened, setting the stage for both dread and anticipation.…