wilma mankiller quarter

11 Students wake up in a completely isolated building, with no way out, and no way to tell the time of day. They are forced to follow the rules of a "Killing Game' in order to earn their freedom, where murdering means a potential escape. From personal tensions and handpicked motivations, will they be able to find a way out before they all drop dead?

ILLICIT #3 : Quarter Angelo Vander x Dakota Delaune Angelo Vander is a part of ILLICIT which is a big organisation in Europe that's working with EU and the Europol. No one knows who the ILLICIT members are and they wanted to keep it that way. They all came from different backgrounds and united to make the biggest and strongest organisation in Europe history.

11 Students wake up in a completely isolated building, with no way out, and no way to tell the time of day. They are forced to follow the rules of a "Killing Game' in order to earn their freedom, where murdering means a potential escape. From personal tensions and handpicked motivations, will they be able to find a way out before they all drop dead?

After the loss of his best friend, Killian Elias Kane becomes depressed. Then a few years later he loses his parents in a car crash. He ends up living with a family that does unspeakable things to him behind closed doors. Now going on his eighteenth birthday, he is about to step into a world he never knew existed. With the help of his friends and mates, he will have to push the limits of what he knows is real. Will he keep his sanity or will he finally lose it? Authors Notes: * *This is the first book in the quarter breed series. The next one is already being posted. *This is unedited and won't be edited until the end of the series.

This is part two of the quarter breed stories. Killian has found a moment of peace and now has to face his mates. Lies come to light, people come back from the dead, and maybe a kidnapping or two. Will Killian get his happily ever after? Will he accept and be accepted by his mates?

Sixteen-year-old Asher Holt used to be that kid — the one every coach talked about, the one who couldn’t miss a shot even under pressure. Basketball was supposed to be his future. Then one night he cracked under it all — the noise, the expectations, the whispers at home that he wasn’t working hard enough — and walked away from the game completely. A year later, starting over at Jefferson High, Asher wants to stay invisible. No more tournaments. No team. No gym. Just quiet. But when he passes the echoing court after school and hears the familiar rhythm of a ball on hardwood, something inside him stirs — something he’s not ready to face. That’s when he meets Jordan Nguyen, the team captain who recognizes a player’s stance even when he denies it, and Leah Kim, a classmate who sees past Asher’s silence and into the parts he’s still trying to bury. Between the pull of the game and the pressure at home — a mom who loves him but doesn’t understand, an older brother whose own failure still casts a shadow — Asher’s forced to decide whether he’s done for good or just scared of caring again. As the season unfolds, so do the things Asher’s been avoiding: the panic that still hits when the gym gets too loud, the guilt of walking away, and the question that won’t leave him alone — if basketball broke him once, can he trust it to help him heal? Second Quarter is a coming-of-age story about second chances, self-forgiveness, and the long road between giving up and letting go.

Jay, a professional tennis player, has been living without meaning. She's only been participating in these competitions to gain the favor of her parents, and isn't the best player either. But one day, when she's going home after a match she lost, Jay loses her life for an unknown reason. But she doesn't stay dead--in fact, she goes back in time to when she first started taking tennis seriously. She's baffled and confused, and realizes a few things are different from what she remembers. Or is she the one changing everything? Either way, Jay will continue her tennis, but only as a hobby this time! So...why are her tennis coaches telling her that she's a prodigy? ~ Author's note: As you can see, I've started my second story on this site. Please don't hate me. I just write so many stories and decide to post them because I have nothing better to do. Don't keep your hopes up of me finishing this story, or my other one. Please don't. And, yes, you can criticize me all you want on this story since I'm not well-versed in the actual professional aspects of tennis, though I do play a bit of tennis. That's it for now! Thank you to all those readers that don't hate me for my horrible habits!

UST is a prestigious school whose advoacy is to teach advanced lessons to students for aiming a high intellect kinds of lessons. But onced you enter that school its hidden porposes revealed. UST aims for students who are kick outs, Drop and for advanced jobs such as training the students to become an private assassnator. In school days students who entered UST needed to participate the daily task, Projects and exams. Each student recieves a identity card which identifies as there leaening reference/student Id. But can those students surpass their thas, projects and exams by teaching those studwnts how to kill for their own survivals. Will they anle to pass and graduate to this school? no one ever dared to escape to this school or their punishment is death.

Logan, the newly appointed game maker for the hunger game is torn. the fourth quarter quell causes old close friend to be thrown into the games. now he must seem impartial while the president is closely watching, but how can he still save his friend?

Growing up, Rose's father kept her isolated in a mansion-sized cage of gold. Forced to grow up quickly after she runs away from her home, Rose learns firsthand that there is a lot of speciesism between werewolves and humans. Still unable to shift, she finds a mate and is thrust into the elaborate world of werewolves, council meetings, and territory battles. Aries has a past he wants to be forgotten and when he happens to run into his mate he's forced to change his plans in order to keep her and his pack safe. His secrets slowly come out forcing Rose to question how someone so cruel can be destined for her. Love story aside and with adamant hate for the way werewolves treat humans, Rose will have to work with Aries to change the way the council runs things. ~Excerpt~ "You're not reacting?" I said confused. He raised an eyebrow but otherwise looked indifferent. "Am I supposed to," it was more of a statement than a question but his lack of a reaction made me realize he actually had no clue who I was. I frowned at him analyzing him for a long time before my lips spread thin into a goofy grin. I gave him the biggest smile, one that I haven't given to anyone in a long time. "Rosabella," I said stretching my arm out in front of us. He stared at my outstretched hand for what felt like forever before his large hand wrapped itself around my smaller one. "Aries," he seemed to be making his grip as light as possible. Almost as if he feared that anything tighter than that would break my smaller hand in his. I tilted my head confused. "Like the god of war?" I asked. His grip suddenly tighten which made me flinch and he quickly let go before looking away from me as if trying to avoid eye contact. "Sure," he said. I was about to ask another question when I heard someone ask a group of ladies not too far away from us, "Have any of you seen this girl?" The woman looked at the picture and then looked up in confusion just before her eyes met mine and recognition hit her face like a slap to the cheek. I knew immediately that I had been found. "Shit," I said just as Ares walked up to what I was assuming was his motorcycle. He put his helmet on and the guys speaking to the lady a few feet away turned around to look at where the lady pointed me out. I yelped and jumped on the back of Aries motorcycle hugging him from behind for dear life. "What are you doing?" "Drive!" I don't know if it was the panic in my voice or the fact that I was shaking uncontrollably but thankfully he didn't question me further. He instead, stepped on it and we were speeding through the town just before the men could react.