Ere Stories

Title says all you need to know. I don't own any characters or some of the jokes. Some are mine .

Espero qe les guste es mi primer libro ademas apollenlo

(V/N) und Eren sind beste Freunde seit dem sie klein waren. (V/N) hat Gefühle für ihn, hat jedoch Angst das er nicht das gleiche empfindet. Mit Eren geht sie zum Aufklärungstrupp. kann sie Eren vor der Dunkelheit bewahren die bald eintreffen wird? - Enthält Lemon (ist gekennzeichnet) 🍋 Start: 21.12.2020 Ende: / Milestones: 👑 15.1.21 = 1k views 05.2.21 = 5k views 19.2.21 = 10k views 05.3.21 = 15k views 13.3.21 = 20k views 21.3.21 = 25k views 30.3.21 = 30k views 07.4.21 = 35k views 16.4.21 = 40k views 26.4.21 = 45k views 14.5.21 = 50k views ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Best rankings 🏅 #fantasy Platz 175 von 34,4k | 18.1.21 #action Platz 74 von 13k | 20.1.21 #oc Platz 13 von 5,51k | 25.1.21 #anime 16 von 13,2k | 11.2.21 #lovestory 1 von 16k | 18.2.21 #love 102 von 99,2k | 20.3.21 #romanze 3 von 6,07k | 23.3.21 #eren 1 von 1,37k | 13.4.21 ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Die Charaktere gehören dem Macher Hajime Isayama von dem Anime Attack on Titan. Bilder und Videos gehören dem rechtmäßigen Besitzer, außer ich erwähne deutlich das sie mir gehören. Die Geschichte ist frei von mir erfunden. Je nach Laune und Zeit lade ich ein Kapitel hoch <3

Kami, the granddaughter to the head captain Yamato. She as meant to be the next in line for head captain after he died and was always at his side. However one night out of the blue she vanished with no trace. Some speculated that she left in fear of taking on the role of head captain while others(very few) think she may have been forced out. No one knows for sure what happened but after a few decades it all faded into legend. Two hearts were left hurt and damaged by her absence: That of her grandfather who loved her as if she was his world, and That of her lover whom had given her his heart.

Will he remember his previous life?

Some people live on borrowed time, you just know that compared to everyone else they are just another glimpse in the traffic bodies. After being bestowed a terrifying power in a world Eren Jaeger now lives his life on borrowed time, and if he is not careful he'll lose everyone before his time is up. He has lived his life in the caged of time and now wishes to break free and create a world where no one is bound to the same constraints but is he willing to pay the price for freedom?

The second book of the 5 book series I'm making. Check out the first one to not be completely lost.

Mário Alberto Nobre Lopes Soares GColTE • GCC • GColL (Lisboa, 7 de dezembro de 1924 - Lisboa, 7 de janeiro de 2017) foi um advogado e político português que ocupou os cargos de Primeiro-Ministro de Portugal de 1976 a 1978 e de 1983 a 1985 e de Presidente da República Portuguesa de 1986 até 1996. Político de profissão e vocação, co-fundador do Partido Socialista, a 19 de abril de 1973, Mário Soares iniciou na juventude o seu percurso político, integrando grupos de oposição ao Estado Novo, primeiro como militante de base do Partido Comunista Português e membro de outras estruturas ligadas ao PCP, o MUNAF e o MUD, tendo sido cofundador do MUD Juvenil - e depois na oposição não comunista - Resistência Republicana e Socialista, que funda com dissidentes do PCP e através do qual entrará para o Diretório Democrato-Social. Pela sua atividade oposicionista foi detido 12 vezes pela PIDE - cumprindo cerca de três anos de cadeia (Aljube, Caxias e Penitenciária) - e, posteriormente, deportado para São Tomé.[1] Permaneceu nessa ilha até o governo de Marcello Caetano lhe permitir o regresso a Portugal, sendo, posteriormente às eleições de 1969 - nas quais Soares foi cabeça-de-lista pela CEUD em Lisboa - forçado a abandonar o país, optando pelo exílio em França.[2] No processo de transição democrática subsequente ao 25 de Abril de 1974 Mário Soares afirmou-se como líder partidário no campo democrático, contra o Partido Comunista, batendo-se de forma

"In a world of forced perfection, the only way to save a hero is to become his villain." I knew the maps. I knew the lore. I knew how the War of the Ring was supposed to end. But when I woke up in the scorching red sands of Harad, I realized the Middle-earth I loved had been replaced by a nightmare of gold and glass. Celebrimbor has returned, and his "Gift" to the world is a mental cage. Gondor, Rohan, and the Elven Realms are no longer kingdoms-they are hives, their people's minds eroded by a "Corrupted Light" that demands absolute obedience. I am one of the few "Players" sent here to shatter the symphony. Together with other Outworlders scattered across the East and North, we must forge the Shadow Alliance. We are the only ones left with free will, leading the tribes of Harad, the golden hosts of Rhûn, and the iron-fisted remnants of Angmar against an enemy that looks like a god. But the hardest part isn't the Total War on the horizon. It's the men on the other side. As we capture the "Blessed" heroes of the West, I see the hollow glow in their eyes-the brainwashing of a Smith-King. To save them, I have to break them. To love them, I have to conquer them. The war for Arda has begun. Let the Light fear the Shadow.

Ere-Prestaties

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They both bump into eachother at a science fair. And they both have the same experiments. So they both try to sabatoge eachothers experiments. They keep bumping into eachother at different fairs. Both of them think the same thing, the other is stalking them. They slowly become more secretive, building underground labratories. They still keep making the same experiments though. But then when one goes to confront the other, it all comes crashing down as they realize they aren't stalking eachother. Great Minds just Think Alike....