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Among the five princesses of Kinguin, four are known, one is forgotten. Hence, the magistrate (Ober Vanderhawk) set his moment on the coming traditional festival. Aiming to give the princesses a chance to take the podium and be recognized for the title of Mayfairy.

> Will be updated daily

> First draft is in progress so expect terrible grammar, or spelling lol

> Expected to finish first draft within April 2024

> Not Indicative of the final product!

Les coïncidences en amour sont-elles liées au destin ? 

Despite years and years of conflict, and deaths reaching beyond what the mind can even fathom, the world continues to wage war amongst themselves. Those in power seem to wish for peace but are not willing to give any concessions to do so. The nations of the world, such as Tufe; a nation with infinite spells to victory, Rikta; a nation able to bend the elements to their will, and Oslionia; whose ingenuity is their source of pride, each feel as if they still have everything to gain and nothing to lose.

The seemingly impossible question then for this world is has become this; Can a world that seems to be built on war, find peace?

I hope you guys like random topics that appear in my brain for no freaking reason-

This talks about my random and dumb thoughts. Go look to make a recommendation on what I should write next.

Decay Within: A Short Tale of Internal Struggles (Inspired off of events from my real life)

What would you do if you were just a high school student facing a challenging phase in life? High school itself can be tough, right? But imagine being only 15 when the creator of the world calls upon you to save the world. All you want is a typical high school romance with a guy who dislikes you.

Discover why the creator selected our protagonist. She doesn't see herself as anything extraordinary. Will she win over the guy she loves, or will her life take an unexpected turn?

"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?

[Read full story on wattpad > https://www.wattpad.com/story/346332221?utm_source=android&utm_medium=link&utm_content=story_info&wp_page=story_details_button&wp_uname=izabelgamer1234]

Most say the teenagers of today are going to their deaths. I’m not surprised. I don’t even know how bad it can be, between sex and drugs and drama. Sometimes I walk to a bridge in my town and climb over the railing to just feel the adrenaline. What if I jump? Would anyone care?

Sorry, I've started so many stories. This one is realistic fiction. I need a better name, and hopefully, no one gets mad at the name...

Anyways shout out to Lena Queen, and let me know if you like it and or have a better name.

I've written a lot in the past few yrs, and quite a bit abt madness and death over the past year (my mental health is shitty). This isn't gonna b some sob story abt my dead friend. I swear. so...yeah.

this story actually came to life from a long-time friendship with a girl who now hates me very much. that's all u need to know. (I'm a high school sophomore but this is set in 7th? grade sorry)