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If Zoro Had A Devil Fruit What Would It Be

I Would Rather Be a Rogue [BL]

“Is this a joke?” That was the first thing Felix thought when he turned 18 and sensed his mate bond. How could Jared possibly be his mate?! The man who bullied him since they were kids, a complete player, and the pupil of Felix’s ‘beloved’ father?! Sure, he was powerful, handsome and leader of their pack - the best match out there, that any other Omega would die for… But nope, not Felix! Felix had no idea what Moon Goddess was thinking, but he wasn’t going to sit still and accept his fate. The problem was that Jared wanted him… And during his first heat, Felix accidentally slept with him! He’d never agree to break their bond now! Well then… What else could a guy do but to run away? But fate wasn’t done dealing with him. Soon after he left, he discovered he was pregnant! From then on, he not only would have to worry about his own survival, but also take care of a child! Two months later, after traveling across the country, he finally found a nice town to settle in. No pack controlling the area, just a few rogues and other rejects. Perfect. After his terrible first match, Felix didn’t want another mate! Except. As Felix was busy getting his new life in order and preparing to welcome his baby, a handsome and dangerous - or maybe dangerously handsome? - Alpha stopped by in town. Kade, the next leader of the Bloodmoon Pack, one of the most powerful packs out there! And Felix sensed a bond between them… “Really? Really? I have to go through this again?!” “Thanks but no thanks, I would rather be a rogue!” Felix said, hugging a fox that made its home in his pantry… And the fox snickered, burying its head in Felix’s neck.
SoundlessSong · 311.5K Views

If India Had Risen: The Forgotten Revolution of 1921

What if India had risen in 1921 — not in 1947? In April 1921, two years after the Jallianwala Bagh massacre, a grieving nation gathers in Amritsar to remember its dead — and to chart a new course. The British Raj, still reeling from international outrage and internal dissent, faces a nation on the brink of transformation. At the heart of this gathering stand men who will shape India’s destiny — or its downfall. Mohandas Gandhi, committed to non-violence, struggles to contain the tide of rage now sweeping across the land. Lala Lajpat Rai, the Lion of Punjab, calls for action without compromise. Jawaharlal Nehru and Subhas Chandra Bose, young and restless, seek a future beyond Dominion. Vallabhbhai Patel wages a quiet campaign to unite princely states under a federal vision. And Muhammad Ali Jinnah walks a careful line between trust and caution, protecting Muslim interests amid the rising nationalist wave. In the shadows of Metcalfe House, British officials prepare a different battle — one of political manipulation, divide and rule, and controlled concessions. But the winds of rebellion are stirring, and even the careful hands of empire may not hold them back. As mass protests spread, secret negotiations begin, alliances shift, and the first draft of an Indian Dominion Constitution is born. But will this path to freedom be forged through restraint — or through fire? 1921: India’s Forgotten Revolution is an epic alternate history of India’s independence struggle — a world where the spark of resistance was lit decades early, and the fate of an empire hung in the balance. A story of vision and betrayal, courage and compromise, it asks: "What if the giant had woken sooner?"
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Be Careful What You Wish For: A Zombie Apocalypse

I see dead people. But hey, it’s the zombie apocalypse, everyone is seeing dead people, including a blind girl. It’s not like I am that special. For a while, I thought I was going to be Cinderella, complete with the cruel stepfamily and the little mice for helpers. But instead of mice, I got demons from hell with a taste for chaos. Then again, there is nothing wrong with a little chaos in the middle of the apocalypse. It’s what makes life worth living. Unfortunately for others, they don’t quite see it that way. You see, I have a gift. One that isn’t exactly mine, but I can use it however I see fit. My gift is granting wishes. I'm a genie without a bottle, but it would be nice if people appreciated me more. All the humans ask for is the same thing… more food here, shelter there, kill these people, torture those. And I do it all, for a small price. I don’t ask for money or food, I can get that on my own. No, I want favors, souls, something that means everything for the other person. And they give it to me. Their momentary desire worth their long term happiness. But by the time they discover that, I’m long gone, already moved on to my next… client. I know I look young, starvation and abuse will do that to a girl. Humans tell me that I shouldn’t be wandering out there alone. Some try to help me… most don’t. But whoever said I was by myself? Just because others couldn’t see them didn’t mean my demons ever left. I still hear their voices in my head, whispering words of encouragement and love. For them, I’d do anything. Kill anyone. Destroy anything. After all, life is just a game, right? Those still alive at the end of the day were the lucky ones. Those who died were not. Everything is just a game of chance, all a human has to do is roll the dice. My only word of advice is to be careful what you wish for… you just might get it. My name is Hattie, welcome to my world. Would you like a cup of tea?
Devilbesideyou666 · 1.1M Views
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