"You're such a bastard!"

"I am a bastard," he agreed, leaning even closer to her, "but I'm your bastard, kitten."

Someone who's not average, not ordinary, not trying to fit in, not....'normal', as defined by society.

And deep inside, she felt the weight of eyes upon her, watching her every move.

Questions lingered and haunted her mind: Who was the observer? And what motives laid behind those captivating gazes?

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Humans from the home planet try to save the humans on Earth.

In Alyx's world, only people who are blessed by Gods can Read or Lie. Sooner or later she's going to have to take a placement test that allows her into the School. When she passes and is whisked away to a new life where she's important she starts to be happy. That is till things go south again.

To Frankie and Kassandra, for all the books I read thanks to you.

Ami wanders an unfamiliar world. Glimmers of her past come to her in flashes as she tries to understand and cope with the monster that is her own body.

After spending years underground in a cryogenic bubble, Ami returns to the surface - now lost in a grimy, dystopian cityscape. Every day the same - surviving during the day, and locking her self away at night. She lives in fear of the monster that takes over her body every time she goes to sleep.

She surrenders to the monotony, until one day she sees a girl dancing in the middle of the street... A girl with her face.

I want to make a story/ collaboration with a ton of different writers or people who want to be writers. Message me and let’s have a whole bunch of people make one amazing book!!

Daniel was just shot with his classmate's "Emzakl," everyone laughs, as he bleeds out on the floor. Day after day, everyone shoots each other with Emzakl and "Bejazl". Day after day everyone laughs. Day after day, no one complains but Daniel. He complains to his... whatever he is to him, Adriano. He complains to his best friends, Starla, Hannah, and Gabby. He complains to his brothers, Aiden and Christopher. But (on varying levels) they all accept the norm. No one cares to listen to Daniel's protests, and by 8th grade, he learns to shut up, and shoot back with "Foc*zfic* Emzaklz" and his "Paehk* Ubel". Then there was him...

This is a letter I wrote to the Canadian Government for Have a Heart Day 2024. I am asking the government to stop discriminating against First Nations children, to stop giving them inadequate services, education, and support, to stop treating them unequally compared to non-Indigenous children, and to stop taking them away from their loving families. I really hope that you read my letter and that you either copy paste it or write your own, and email the Canadian government yourself.

“Aku selalu menyukaimu, namun tidak ada kesempatan bagiku. Ketika menyadarinya dirimu tidak menginginkannya”. Kisah romansa Ivanyang penuh harapan namun takdir tidak memihaknya.

“Diriku tidak ingin terkekang adat kuno dan ketinggalan jaman kaumku. Ku ingin merasakan bebasnya dunia luar. Namun dirinya satu-satunya orang terdekatku dengan segala daya tariknya, tapi semua itu mengingatkanku akan asal diriku dan menahanku untuk menyukainya lebih jauh”. Orang terdekat dan paling disayangi Zarajustru menjadi rantai kekangan jiwanya dari Cita-cita dan Kebebasannya.

Akankah keduanya bisa tetap bersama dalam setiap harapan Ivan pada Zara dan setiap langkah perjalanan Zara untuk Cita-cita dan Kebebasannya.

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Caspru Corvus and Razi Glesten are mortal enemies till they die.

It was 2039 when the war began… and ended the world.

The mentions of blue skies, a field of green grass and rich fresh air, it seemed like a fairytale told by the elderly that had supposedly once lived in such conditions.

But whether it was the truth or not, it mattered very little when all that remained were clouds of dark that never became white, rivers that looked sickly and were in a deep shade of green, and the lands appeared to be dead and scorched.

Fortunately, there were still ways to earn ‘money’ to make a living.

That’s as far as my concerns go.

我的爺爺是毛澤東

In the ruins of thier world, what can be done? After everything, what is left?