Mohawk Stories

During the Dawes Act of 1887 when Native Americans were losing their land to the "pale-faced" ones. When a young Navajo girl at the age of fourteen wakes up in her village to see it gouged in flames, its up to her years later to make sure her people stay safe when the Mohawk Indians take the Navajos into their village. The young girl named Nizhoni(Ni-zhon-eh) knows its all up to her. Nizhoni finds out that the reason her village was burned down was because her people wouldn't let the white men split their lands; they burn it to the ground as their solution forcing the Navajo's out. She finds a companion to be a pale-faced who she seems to somewhat recognize. How? Can she trust this pale face? Can she keep this Navajo-Mohawk tribe safe? If you are a big fan of super action, adventure, and romance, this book is for you.

My name is Amber Klass. I'm a seventeen year old girl who is absolutely OBSESSED with the Transformers franchise. One day I bought a necklace on eBay, it had an Autobot insignia on one side and a Decepticon insignia on the other. Little did I know, that $15 necklace, would play a key role in my survival. -Credits to the director and executive producer of the series- Director - Michael Bay Executive Producer - Steven Spielberg (CHANGING NAME: Ember Casadosa)

(I kind of wrote this on my iPod, so there will be errors, but give a poor dyslexic writer a break please...) Nevaeh Zendora had what every teenager could want, easy money, hot body and popularity. But hen her father finally has a brake down and drives himself off a bridge. Her mother not wanting to deal with the stress of raising a daughter and the guilt of losing her love, ships Nevaeh off to live with her rock and roll aunt, who forces her to go to group consoling. But all bad things happen for a reason, right? Nevaeh meets a punk boy who dealt with the same pain she has. He's up beat, awkward and is exactly she needs.

Alisa is her name. Since she is the only one of her kind that is sane. She is or should be a great ally to anyone she works with. But since she is just a youngster who just recently woke up. How will she understand her new surroundings? Will she be a good little girl and do as she is told? Or will she cause some trouble along the way?

Gremlins characters belong to Steven Spielberg , Chris Columbus , and Joe Dante Critters belong to Stephen Herek , Dominic Muir and. Don Kieth Opper Ocs' belong to me This is a horror/ adventure Crossover fanfiction

This is a currently experimental narrative piece where the Brigadiers of the Rainbow Brigade are presented in their descriptive 'Card' formats. Imposing and stocky, simple and direct. Bruté does not care about intellect, school or eloquence. His fists are eloquent enough as they challenge the titles others give to themselves. As an apex predator from a different form of consciousness, he ventures into the humanoid form with eyes unbiased by the human coil, making him imposing and surprisingly caring to those he learns to call family. Start at any card and consider this non-linear storytelling. Enjoy! ✨

Many adventures of Abraham&ChickenRoast. Based off of real events and people. #JustWriteIt #AprilFools

This is a story about a girl named katie she was a 15 year old girl struggling through life everyone judged her bc if the type of music she listened to she love punk rock music and her favorite band was the casualties and everywhere she went she was always Judged by the way she looked and dressed if you wanna know what's it's like to be in Katie's shoes keep reading to find out ✊

A big beautiful prairie, filled with wild flowers of every colour, and flying dandelions covering the bright blue sky. I didn’t pay any mind to them, I was focused on her. Her delicate porcelain skin, shrouded by a blue dress: the same colour of the sky, and her dancing eyes. Her rosy lips and cheeks: pulled up into the most perfect smile, letting out the most perfect laugh. Her small, bare feet: carrying her and twirling her amongst the flowers. Her raven hair: whipping in the wind, in her delicate face. I had never seen such a beautiful woman in my life, so perfect, so unique, so precious to me. Without her, what would I be?