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Basically a demon in Konoha, and I don't mean the demons that are sealed away, I mean an actual demon. Enjoy, read vote etc.…
Basically a demon in Konoha, and I don't mean the demons that are sealed away, I mean an actual demon. Enjoy, read vote etc.…
Three mysterious girls appear, disrupting the plot of Naruto. Kurai, Umare, and Hoseki have always been together, but it seems as time moves on, only one of them will remain.…
Umm. Read it, or not.…
I don't know. I wrote this so long ago.…
When a Kabaneri ends up in Konoha, it raises alarm at first, but even monsters have feelings.…
"Shika, Shikamaru" she says, shaking her pelvis as she says Shikamaru's name in an Elvis voice.…
Being told you're going to die is completely different to actually being on the chopping block, just shy of knocking on death's door. I suppose I'm lucky though. I'm one of the fortunate few to die without regrets.…
Kējikarasu Shiroā didn't remember anything before he came and saved her. She devoted herself to him completely, giving away her love, her freedom, her dignity, her loyalty, and her sanity all for the sake of the man who betrayed her. Yet still, she refused to abandon him. As she enters the hunters exams, memories make themselves present, bringing forth episodes of excruciating headaches. Who is Kējikarasu really? Will her complete devotedness to a certain Troupe leader be rewarded, or will she just be abandoned once again, left to devote herself to someone who only takes her for granted?…
The mother's hands fell limp and her daughter tumbled to the floor as her mother's head fell back against her pillows and she breathed her last breath. And so begins the story of Tsumi. This is the story of a sin, born the daughter of a concubine and an emperor who took what he wanted. Born from a sin, born of rape, and born the wrong gender in palace where only sons were bore. This is the story of the abhorred Tsumi; the hated sin.…
This is a story with all of the many many ideas for new stories (mostly fanfictions lol) that I have. Do not steal my ideas... If you want to use an idea, please ask me.…
A collection of short stories, poems, and theories. The poems won't necessarily rhyme, and the parts won't always be very long, but they don't have to. I plan to have one hundred parts in this book when I'm finished; hence the title, "Garden of 100 Lies".Basically, this is like the diary of a pessimist....…
This story is purely to irritate the fuck out of people.…
Antimony has always been a genius. She wows people with her amazing mind. But there are some things even she doesn't know. She's always had her sister by her side to help her, but big sister won't always be there.…
Something cliché I think? I wrote this a while ago so if you give it a chance you may like it you may not.…
This is just a short story based on Magi: Adventures of Sinbad. I actually plan to re-create the idea of this story in another fanfiction. I'll leave more information about it in the book.…
I've given up On society Up on my family Up on your social disease I've given up On the industry Up on democracy Done with all your hypocrisy All of the chaos And all of the lies I hate it I'm wasting here Can anyone wash it all away I'm waiting here For anyone to wash it all away Wash it all away I've given up On the media Feeds my hysteria Sick of living down on my knees I've given up On morality Feeds my brutality Fuck what you think about me All of the chaos And all of the lies I hate it…
Try giving my book a chance without knowing what to expect. ;P live a little ;D…
Emily was in a coma, and she had been since her sophomore year of Highschool. She was now twenty one, and still comatose. What happens when her mate happens to come across her room in the hospital?…
Naruto fanfic Disclaimer: I'm only gonna say this twice... I don't own Naruto..... I repeat, I Don't OWN NARUTO! Okay so I'm probably going to change a lot of the plot, a lot of stuff will be mixed up. So if you've already seen the episodes of the stuff I'm switching around please don't comment. Like I said I'm changing a lot of stuff.…
They were the match, she was the flame; and love was what burned. Hope was what turned to ash. As time passed, she changed. The world she once saw was no more. Instead of a beautiful world of wander and magic, all she saw was grey and red and anger and pain. Her past was sad. Not the sad of blue, or the sad of grey; her's was the sad of red. Red of anger and of blood, and of passion and of love. Her emotions were red like angry, raging flames burning across a pure white canvas. Her wounds were deep, but they bled deep within her. Her wounds were of both flesh and mind, and they burned like the wild flames of ire. And yet, from the deepest depths of hell, she rose. Like a Phoenix being reborn from flames long past and ashes gone cold. The flames melted away her regret and sadness, consuming her mind with only anger and a lust for the blood of those who hurt her. With the flames in her palm, nothing will deter her from her goal of revenge; except for him. He was the silence she craved in a world of chaos. He was the moon's dark comet and he snuffed out the fires of her rage. For the accumulated sins of our kind, she had been unleashed, and only he could cage the beast.…