rayla and callum fanfiction

After Rayla broke Callums heart at the moon nexus he slipped of the mountain in his sadness. In his last breath a soul from earth merged with the soul of Callum. Follow the journey of a new Callum that will change Xadia forever. This picture is not mine. It's from this site https://mariaychou.artstation.com/projects/GX0b4N The characters except OC aren’t from me but the writers of the of the characters and story’s there originally from.

“You lose everyone, that’s just the way it is now. Get use to it.” The new world, where blood and dirt stained your body like it was your favourite perfume. Gore, misery and death is what now comes with the art of survival, everything that you once knew was gone. Scar Jensen, a fighter herself, loses almost everyone she held dear to her heart, that is until she meets an unlikely group of people. Fighting their way to survive in a world where the odds are always against you, love, tragedy and heartbreak was inevitable. Who knew that people so different could become so close when in the face of death?

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At a future time when all the miraculous were lost and some were transported to dungeons, portals, and many more to come.

The fight between truth and ideals, a confrontation that continues through the ages and which never seems to have an end. This story tries to capture the essence of Unova, what each character represents and what was one of the best if not the best Pokémon story. -Pokémon and the image do not belong to me, and I only try to interpret the characters through this fanfic. -Any advice to improve is welcome. -The story is inspired by the game and not the anime. -There will be small changes, but I will be as faithful to the story as possible. -The names of some characters change depending on the language, so I will name them as I know them. -At the start the writing is quite simple, but I improve my writing in every chapter, so don't worry :P.

Stan Lee is dead, but he will forever live in our hearts. A nameless kid that goes by the alias 'Stray' will die today. At the tender age of 13-years-old, he will be chopped up for his organs to be sold on the market. In the real world, this shit does happen. Illegal possession of children for various criminal purposes is but one of the few methods of the various criminal organizations worldwide to boost their income on various fronts. Begging, con, organs, smuggling, trafficking, drugs, prostitution... children are... more luxurious goods than an average citizen could imagine. It's a cruel world we live in. But crueler so to the naive children who have nothing to do with the evil of the world. Stray, despite experiencing all of this evil, dies a rather peaceful death under the influence of anesthesia. At that instant, the world turns white, and then... he meets Stan Lee, his idol. *** Author's notes *MC will grow up fast, the phase will kick up a notch once he turns 15 years old *It has time travel *Uploads are 7:00 am every MWF. GMT +8 The cover photo is not mine. Please, if you want me to take it down immediately, I will, just say the word. This fanfic is my love letter to Stan Lee, the MCU, and my heroes. It has no harem, just a straight honest story about a young teen. I am not expecting to earn anything from this fanfic. Written by yours truly, an MCU fan since Spiderman 1... and even now, still an MCU fan, after the terrible and repulsive she-hulk TV series. PS. This fanfic wasn't written with The Agents of Shield TV series in mind, so there might be inconsistencies.

In the summer following his fourth year at Hogwarts, Severus Snape stumbles upon a forgotten tome within the dusty shelves of his mother's collection—a tome that speaks of the ancient and esoteric art of mind manipulation and defense, known to wizards as the Mind Arts. This discovery marks the beginning of Severus's journey down a path less traveled, diverging significantly from the destiny that the wizarding world might have expected from a young man of his talents and lineage. Buy me a coffe: https://ko-fi.com/saffronknight

A Shadow Slave Fan Made WebNovel from A Point Of View of a {shadow sometime later on}

life is often unsatifactory. Here i write my story of how i got the oppurtunity to grab life by the balls Diclaimer I only own my own characters everything else is owned by DC and CW respectively I am of the Anti-Harem Sect English is not my ntive tongue but i think im pretty good. Enjoy the story or dont. Shoutout to all the authors who inspiered me to try this. Somenonebody, TomVanDyke, Daoist_Over_God,DemonicPanda,Soulcrystal and godfreyngsze. PinkBunny i also thank you for your part in introducing me to 'Les than Zero'

Qin Yao opens her eyes and finds herself transmigrated from a post-apocalyptic world into the body of an ancient peasant woman. Her family consists of four stepchildren needing care. A good-for-nothing husband, who has nothing but looks, is causing a ruckus. They live in a thatched hut, without a grain of rice, the family is emaciated like refugees. If that wasn't enough, someone even comes to collect debts! Anger rises in Qin Yao's heart, and she kicks the wretched husband out, "Debt collector, feel free to just beat him to death!" The four stepchildren: !!! With the world quieted, Qin Yao rolls up her sleeves to revive the family. Hunting, carrying bags, fighting bandits, she's an expert in all. But facing the fields, with her back to the sky, and her face to the earth, even a top-tier fighter from the post-apocalyptic world waves her hand: Can't take it! Really can't take it! Qin Yao scratches her head: In the ancient times where agricultural taxes are extremely high, how can I avoid farming? At this moment, the lazy husband who was sent away to die (twisting and crawling) (struggling to stand up) (screaming and roaring): My dear! I think I can be saved!