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The Thirteenth Union: Desolation #1 (Draft)

ConstanceNebelwerfer

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Reads 4,987
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Parts 40
Time 13h 4m

ConstanceNebelwerfer

absolutism desolation despotism fallengovernment fear insurrection love post-apocalypse romance scandal teenwriting youngadult

There is no peace without chaos. 
There is no such thing as Utopia.
Can you tell the difference between absolutism and harmony?All Rights Reserved

absolutism desolation despotism fallengovernment fear insurrection love post-apocalypse romance scandal teenwriting youngadult

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I'm excited for this one! As I'm watching her being laid to rest, it occurs to me that I know less about life than I do about death. She's gone, and I'm still here. If she wanted anything, she wanted me to live, but as long as I'm here, I'm not living. Life is fragile, or so I've heard. Ashes to ashes dust to dust. If I'm going to live at all starting over is a must. Some are gone, but some are still here. I need to get out of here to somewhere I can trust. I've got little too lose and much to gain. No matter what anyone thinks, I'm not to blame. So fuck it. What is the worst that could happen? I'm going to pack my bags and see what happens. It's completely worth taking my chances. ~ Anonymous ~

Scars from the Impossible by stellaaa_rose

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Lovers Endgame by ella40813

Love. I was such a fool for falling in love. All it gave me was pain and suffering. -------------------- 6 years ago he broke my heart and left me all alone. Now he's back and he expects an explanation? Fuck him. My name is Ava Vitiello and I learned the truth about the world the hard way. People say love is complicated? You're wrong. Love is either endgame, or a destruction of everything you've ever dreamed of.

Between the Lines~ Love Happened by thesanamgirl

Everyone has a different nature but mine is undoubtedly different. To say that I'm intriguing would be an understatement, I'm overconfident, smart, humorous, ambitious, considerate, diligent, energetic, faithful etc etc but I come with a condition which is unchangeable, irreplaceable and consistent to all. Don't trigger me or push my wrong buttons. It's actually a simple condition but often people seem to lack the required and end up doing just what I expect them not to. Sabrina is headstrong, a heartthrob but a realist. She is just someone not to mess with but what happens when someone is willing to do just that? Read to find out! #1 separations (10/05/2020)

amorem et odium by deiadamia

Life, when you really look at it, is a beautiful thing. The way everything blends together in such perfect harmony, creating a marvelous way of living. It is to be said, though, that life isn't harmonious all the time, and the perfect existence that was before can be tangled so deeply with darkness that it becomes too cloudy to see reality. No, that can't be the truth. No. Of course not.

Static by hattielynn

{COMPLETED} "now that you've had your fun electrocuting me, would you care to hop in the backseat?" ---------------------------------------------------------- Freak DNA. That's what I like to call it. The fault to my genetic code. More often than not, it's a curse. The static running through my blood gave me a name. A cruel, daunting label of a measly bug. A roach. That's what I am to them, to the government. Roach; the nameless monster with electricity for a sense and lightening as a second nature. It ruined my life, the sparking currents playing tag in my mind, running around and bumping into everything, shaking me loose. The government, actually. They ruined my life. My curse just gave them a reason. You see, the normal population with ordinary DNA, they don't know about the people like me. The roaches of the world. We don't get that kind of recognition at the camps. There, we are only one thing in the military's eyes. We are weapons and we will act like it. Everyone else out there, bathing in the goodness they don't know they've got, they don't know about the roaches their stepping on. As long as their getting closer to the sky, they don't care what they stand on to reach it. They don't know about the sparkling dreamer that's killed 7 people before her 17th birthday. They don't about the ghost of a girl peaking around corners for her entire life because even home wasn't safe. They don't know about the fighter of steel and iron sucking on his bloody lip courtesy of the wars he battles in as nothing but a shadow. They don't know about the masked villain who would do anything to see the army they lead claim the throne They don't know about us. But they will, because we will rise. And when we arrive, we will arrive violently. ___________________________________________ Started: 10.06.15 Finished: 3.17.16

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If No One Else by stoneco1d

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Gentry's Chance

I'm excited for this one! As I'm watching her being laid to rest, it occurs to me that I know less about life than I do about death. She's gone, and I'm still here. If she wanted anything, she wanted me to live, but as long as I'm here, I'm not living. Life is fragile, or so I've heard. Ashes to ashes dust to dust. If I'm going to live at all starting over is a must. Some are gone, but some are still here. I need to get out of here to somewhere I can trust. I've got little too lose and much to gain. No matter what anyone thinks, I'm not to blame. So fuck it. What is the worst that could happen? I'm going to pack my bags and see what happens. It's completely worth taking my chances. ~ Anonymous ~