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Vise Versa

The Space Between Childhood and Growing up In a quiet, tree-lined neighborhood humming with lawnmowers, porch swings, and the endless echo of summer cicadas, three lives are set on a course that will forever intertwine. Skie, a Black girl with stars in her eyes and a voice too big for the walls around her, has always shared her world with Conner—her charming, loyal next-door neighbor and childhood best friend. They've grown up side by side, tethered by backyard games, scraped knees, and the kind of bond that doesn't need words. But everything begins to shift the summer a quiet moving truck pulls up to the house across the street. From it steps Dylan, an eight-year-old Korean boy with thick glasses, too many books in his arms, and a nervous smile. New to the country and to the language, Dylan finds himself an outsider—until Skie and Conner take him in, and the trio becomes inseparable. Over the span of ten years, their friendship weathers the seasons of growing up: awkward middle school crushes, high school heartbreak, cultural gaps, academic pressures, and unspoken feelings that hover like clouds between them. Now on the brink of adulthood, as they step into the uncharted territory of college life and personal independence, Skie, Conner, and Dylan must face the truths they’ve long buried. Who are they without each other? And can friendship survive the gravity of growing up? Offering deeper insight into pivotal moments and characters, *Vise Verse or The Space Between Childhood and Sky * is a powerful coming-of-age tale that explores race, identity, love, and the fragile, beautiful ties that hold us together—even when the world tries to pull us apart.
Kel_Young_Wrld · 1k Views

The queen of villianess the multi universe is my playground

Synopsis: She was supposed to be a heroine. Elegant, gentle, full of love and light. Instead, she set worlds on fire and laughed as they burned. They called her unpredictable. Uncontrollable. Unfit. So the system did what any responsible authority would do— They kicked her out. Changed her roles. Erased her stats. Locked her out of the scripts and threw away the key. But chaos? Chaos doesn't need a key. It picks the lock, drinks your tea, and seduces your male lead just for fun. Now the worlds are glitching. Protagonists are crying. Love interests are dying. And she's the system's last option... again. So they sent her back— As a villainess. As a man. As a mother. As a monster. They even gave her a fat talking cat named Dumplings for "emotional support." (He's not very supportive.) But she's not here to fix anything. She's here to rewrite the game, kill clichés, and maybe commit light arson along the way. Is she the multiverse's final hope—or its ultimate bug? --- Five Worlds. Five Missions. Infinite Chaos. First World – "Dumplings, come out! I swear on my fake maternal instinct I won't kill you—yet." She wakes up with an instant son. Cute. Except he might be cursed, and her so-called "Supreme Guardian Spirit" is a cat the size of a bowling ball. "Come out or I'm microwaving your tuna." (Modern world with dramatic secrets and a mystery thicker than Dumpling's fur.) Second World – She's a ghost. Or maybe not. Who cares? Her imaginary heart aches. The afterlife sucks. And she even have to look after a son And someone seems very eager to erase her existence—again. She drags Dumplings by his tail through the void. "Tell me who's behind this or I'm haunting your next nine lives!" Third World – She's a man. A broke one. With angry creditors pounding at the door and shouting, "Pay your debt, scum!" FL: "DUMPLINGS!" Dumplings: "Okay, in my defense, you offended literally everyone here. I'm just the messenger don't offend people that determine which world you enter next time take this as a warning."dumpling thought (And the body's original owner? Let's just say... he left her a lot of problems.) Fourth World – "You're dying anyway," said the ml. "Might as well donate your organs to Olive and be a blood bank ." Help my life is in danger fl scream. In danger then why are they cowering in front of you dumpling thought. why are they scared of you please pretty host put the bomb down dumplings said. Should I put it down but I'm mad who is attacking me come out don't be scared fl scream then boom Fifth World – She was supposed to seduce the Male Lead. Easy. Classic. Been there and make the fake heroin suffer. But... why does this one give her chills? especially anytime she is with the ml I'm done I can finally go back to my world with money I'm going to build a house made up of money fl thought. Then what about me a voice said. Who is this sorry no love this princess only love herself only those foolish fall for me FL bragged but why is he bringing chain . Yes and I have been foolish time to correct my mistake the voice said and now how dear FL run for her life but her billions burn to ashes her dream of being a queen oh hell no this world will suffer
Black_3812 · 11.8k Views

We Who Survived The Sky

They say, although you never really know how reliable 'they' are, that over five million people go missing every year and are never heard from again. Is that worldwide? America only? I never cared enough to pay attention, because as far as I was concerned, it had nothing to do with me. No one I know has ever disappeared, and the odds say that no one I ever know ever will. There's more people who live in New York City than that, and I've never even been to New York City, much less lived there. I don't know anyone who has. Besides. There's so many more pressing matters to think about. I never have the sort of free time I need to think that, really, I'm playing a lottery with crappy odds I didn't ask to play in. Every single person I know is another entry every year, and first prize is ending up among those people that lose someone who never reappears. Sooner or later, there's a lot of people who win the grand prize jackpot they didn't know they were competing for. At seventeen the state of Oregon doesn't think I'm ready for the cut-throat world of scratch tickets and guessing lottery numbers. Turns out there's some lotteries out there that you don't need to play to win. Some people see their numbers on the television, some people have to wrestle them back from enthusiastic shop owners, and then some people take the scenic route from the bus stop and run into a wall of light and weightlessness halfway home. I grew up in a little town in the Pacific Northwest that's never been in any movies, and I hit the jackpot at seventeen years old.
Amesaya · 29.1k Views

Heartfire of the Wastes

In a land fractured by elemental extremes and ancient grudges, five kingdoms stand divided — each shaped by its climate, customs, and uneasy relationship with the monstrous frontier known only as the Wasteland. For generations, the kingdoms of Solkar, Thal, Nordr, Virellia, and Alzhan have fought among themselves — over borders, trade, and pride — while the Wasteland's creeping horrors press ever closer. From this cursed land come the Oldspawn — beasts of myth and nightmare, whose hearts, when consumed, fuse with one’s own, birthing magic at a terrible cost. Power, after all, is never without sacrifice. Evelyn — an orphan from a border outpost — is quiet, clever, and far more dangerous than she knows. When she survives a raid on her village and consumes a fractured core-heart, she becomes something new: a bearer of wild magic not bound to any kingdom's laws or customs. Her abilities are raw and unstable, and she draws the attention of those who would shape her into a weapon. At her side is Torren, her childhood friend — steadfast, brave, and unknowingly the source of her first love. But while Evelyn’s path leads her deeper into the politics and power of the Five Realms, Torren’s takes him elsewhere: to duty, to transformation, and ultimately, to love beyond their bond. Guiding Evelyn is the enigmatic scholar Vareth, a rogue archivist exiled from Alzhan’s great think-towers. Vareth believes Evelyn’s magic may be the key to ending the Wasteland’s expansion — or the cause of its rebirth. He teaches her the truth of the Oldspawn, of core-magic, and the First Fire, a forgotten power lost to time. But in the depths of the Wasteland stirs something older than monsters. Once a god-emperor of a fallen sixth kingdom, now corrupted by centuries of core-consumption, the being known as The Hollow King has begun to move again. His twisted children — the Echoed, part-human, part-beast — are spreading across the borderlands. And he wants Evelyn. To survive, the kingdoms must unite. But can old enemies find common ground — when power is bonded in blood, bone, and the heartfire of beasts?
AshesFallintoLight · 10.7k Views

Moonbound: The Rogue's Second Chance

"“Serena, you are hereby exiled from the Silverstone Pack. You will remain exiled until the day you draw your last breath.” Serena, a Healer exiled from her pack for a crime she did not commit, accused of murdering her mate, the Pack Beta. The evidence against her was damning, warranting the harshest punishment: death. However, an oath between her father and the Alpha of her pack spared her life. Instead, she was cast into the wilderness, cursed to live as a rogue until the day she dies. Life as a rogue was treacherous, seeing the next sunrise was never promised. One fateful day, Serena stumbled upon injured strangers and saved their lives. In return for her kindness, she was granted asylum in Ironshade, the strongest Western Pack. Haunted by the loss of her first mate, Serena is determined to live in secrecy, until she discovers she has yet another fated mate. Her new mate is none other than Darius, the stoic Alpha of Ironshade burdened by the dark legacy of his father. The Ironshade Pack is on the brink of collapse, plagued by a mysterious curse. Serena’s arrival may hold the key to its salvation...or its ruin. As tensions rise, Serena and Darius find themselves drawn together with an undeniable bond. Together, they must confront buried secrets, face their deepest fears, and decide if their second chance at love is worth risking everything. "When the shadow of the Thorn bleeds into the light, And the wolf who carries death finds her second life, The moon will bless the broken bond, And the cursed will find peace at dawn."
PrimordialStardust · 200k Views