Vatrushka

The years inevitably passed for the gang... And the beginning of adult life brings with it countless existential crises. Denise, now studying Journalism, seeks to rewrite and understand her own narrative. Maybe she doesn't want to remain just a secondary character. Perhaps, she is no longer so willing to accept this label. And that's how she rebelled. And this is her story.

Lisa Granger

Tears were streaming down his face, his heart was breaking and it hurt, God, it hurt. She'd rather have a thousand red-hot knives slashing through her body than just one slashing through her heart. The tightness in her chest and stomach was so strong she didn't think she could take it. Upon reaching home, she threw herself down the stairs until she reached her bedroom and finally to the bathroom, where she laid everything out, when she was finally finished, her stomach was empty. But the emptiness matched her heart, which was heavy in her chest, at the same time so empty and so full and with a suffocating pain, it felt like someone was holding her heart in their hands, squeezing, crushing, suffocating... and she he almost wished it was really that, because at least then that hopeless feeling would disappear. She rinsed her mouth with the tap water, the strange sensation on her tongue and looked up at the mirror. Just at that moment, facing the devastated figure that was staring back at her, Monica realized that she was crying, finally becoming aware of the hot tears streaming down her face. Her eyes looked like those of a torn animal or someone who had lost what she loved most on the face of the earth, which in a way was true, except that she hadn't lost it, had chosen to let it. — It's over, Onion! It's over... The memories and the words echoed in her mind, and the pain that came with them was so great it made her fall to her knees on the wooden floor, sobs escaping her throat and finally a scream, a painful cry that still couldn't express all the pain he felt at that moment.

sam561

Perhaps the boarding school that prided itself so much on its perfect students was the most imperfect. Warnings: Throughout the fanfic couples will appear crackship style, if you don't like this style, please avoid reading and/or respect those who like it; Fanfic also posted on Spirit as LittleSam Cover image: unsplash

Shiryu de dragão, M F Morningstar

*Reboot (revised with new battles and bonus adventures)* We heard stories, legends, tales, where it was said that everything starts with a “once upon a time”, when we grow up we realize that a story can do a lot. well start from nothing, without similar beginnings, without words that define a tale. Well, this story started like many others, of creativity, of union, with an almost peaceful beginning to reach a turbulent end, but that still shows you that not all adventures end with a final battle, because there will always be another for coming. Adventurers, romantics, a dose of friendship, enmity and maybe rancor? The labels don't matter, because when everything appears, there is every space for a new idea, that's how a new perspective emerges. A long-time gang may well expand, just as a familiar world may hide other mysteries and reveal new intrigue. Regardless of the differences, the sides, when a union is necessary, there is room for everyone. Bonds are made and broken, distances and approximations arise, but there is something that can never disappear – the strength for a new battle!

jack miranda

After Cascuda ends his relationship with Cascão, he becomes depressed and doesn't leave his room for nothing, until Cebola has the idea of taking him to Xaveco's father's beach house for the weekend, all in an attempt to improve the boy's mood and get Cascuda out of his mind for at least two days. However, once he gets there, Onion may end up getting too invested in the idea of “helping his friend get over his ex.”

WillyDan

On parole for the disaster at Wawanakwa, and sinking of the same, Chris McLean buys a farm and produces a new reality show with 24 not-so-new contestants and interns as a gift.