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 <title>FictionPress.com - Schwan's stories</title>
 <subtitle>Story feed for writer: Schwan</subtitle>
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 <updated>2013-06-19T05:46:57-08:00</updated>
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  <author>
   <name>Schwan</name>
   <uri>http://www.fictionpress.com/u/823512/</uri>
  </author>
  <published>2013-06-10T17:37:22-08:00</published>
  <updated>2013-06-10T17:37:22-08:00</updated>
  <title>The Phoenix Lineage</title>
  <link rel="alternate" href="http://www.fictionpress.com/s/3131710/1/The-Phoenix-Lineage"/>
  <id>tag:fictionpress.com,2013-06-10:story.3131710</id>
  <summary type="html">Author: &lt;a href='http://www.fanfiction.net/u/823512/Schwan'&gt;Schwan&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href='http://www.fanfiction.net/fiction/Fantasy/'&gt;Fantasy&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;English, Rated: T&lt;br&gt;Adventure/Hurt/Comfort&lt;br&gt;Chapters: 1, Words: 1,105, Reviews: 2, In-Progress&lt;hr size=1&gt;Sixteen years ago, the Royal Phoenix Family was wiped out by the Ice Queen's forces, and now the empire of Thalean slowly freezes over as her tyrannical reigns continues. But unknown to her, one baby boy survived. Now Jonathan must accept his destiny as the Phoenix Prince, and take down the Ice Queen once and for all. With the help of a few friends...SYOC!</summary>
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 <entry>
  <author>
   <name>Schwan</name>
   <uri>http://www.fictionpress.com/u/823512/</uri>
  </author>
  <published>2013-05-28T09:45:47-08:00</published>
  <updated>2013-05-28T09:45:47-08:00</updated>
  <title>The Dust Bowl</title>
  <link rel="alternate" href="http://www.fictionpress.com/s/3128314/1/The-Dust-Bowl"/>
  <id>tag:fictionpress.com,2013-05-28:story.3128314</id>
  <summary type="html">Author: &lt;a href='http://www.fanfiction.net/u/823512/Schwan'&gt;Schwan&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href='http://www.fanfiction.net/fiction/Historical/'&gt;Historical&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;English, Rated: T&lt;br&gt;Suspense/General&lt;br&gt;Chapters: 1, Words: 3,892, Reviews: 0, Complete&lt;hr size=1&gt;Set from the POV of a girl in New Mexico, follow her as she struggles through the dusty decade known as the &quot;Dirty Thirties.&quot; It's just a little project I had to write for Social Studies.</summary>
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  <author>
   <name>Schwan</name>
   <uri>http://www.fictionpress.com/u/823512/</uri>
  </author>
  <published>2013-04-15T16:28:22-08:00</published>
  <updated>2013-04-15T16:28:22-08:00</updated>
  <title>Dragon of the Heartlands</title>
  <link rel="alternate" href="http://www.fictionpress.com/s/3117324/1/Dragon-of-the-Heartlands"/>
  <id>tag:fictionpress.com,2013-04-14:story.3117324</id>
  <summary type="html">Author: &lt;a href='http://www.fanfiction.net/u/823512/Schwan'&gt;Schwan&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href='http://www.fanfiction.net/fiction/Fantasy/'&gt;Fantasy&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;English, Rated: T&lt;br&gt;Adventure/Friendship&lt;br&gt;Chapters: 2, Words: 7,172, Reviews: 1, In-Progress&lt;hr size=1&gt;In the continent of Sarrow there lie four Holy Weapons. The dragon spirits within them choose four wielders for every generation from each of the four Regions. But lately, a dark energy has been growing within the Heartlands, the only region the dragons did not create millenia ago. Now, four teens must come together to save the continent of Sarrow and its inhabitants.</summary>
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 <entry>
  <author>
   <name>Schwan</name>
   <uri>http://www.fictionpress.com/u/823512/</uri>
  </author>
  <published>2013-03-02T18:39:27-08:00</published>
  <updated>2013-03-02T18:39:27-08:00</updated>
  <title>The Last Angel</title>
  <link rel="alternate" href="http://www.fictionpress.com/s/3105448/1/The-Last-Angel"/>
  <id>tag:fictionpress.com,2013-03-02:story.3105448</id>
  <summary type="html">Author: &lt;a href='http://www.fanfiction.net/u/823512/Schwan'&gt;Schwan&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href='http://www.fanfiction.net/poetry/Life/'&gt;Life&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;English, Rated: K+&lt;br&gt;Angst/Family&lt;br&gt;Chapters: 1, Words: 158, Reviews: 0, In-Progress&lt;hr size=1&gt;Because you can still hear his voice, Saying he just might…</summary>
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 <entry>
  <author>
   <name>Schwan</name>
   <uri>http://www.fictionpress.com/u/823512/</uri>
  </author>
  <published>2012-12-29T14:44:59-08:00</published>
  <updated>2012-12-29T14:44:59-08:00</updated>
  <title>The Prime Univerm</title>
  <link rel="alternate" href="http://www.fictionpress.com/s/3056833/1/The-Prime-Univerm"/>
  <id>tag:fictionpress.com,2012-09-08:story.3056833</id>
  <summary type="html">Author: &lt;a href='http://www.fanfiction.net/u/823512/Schwan'&gt;Schwan&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href='http://www.fanfiction.net/fiction/Young-Adult/'&gt;Young Adult&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;English, Rated: T&lt;br&gt;Fantasy/Sci-Fi&lt;br&gt;Chapters: 4, Words: 11,349, Reviews: 3, In-Progress&lt;hr size=1&gt;&quot;So all in all, there are really three versions of the Universe,one is just short of Heaven,one is ruled by an evil chick you like to call the Dark Queen,and the other is just your average Smallsville. Not to mention, this 'prophecy' is supposed to tell of us who's going to save us from this 'Dark Queen.' &quot; At the time,Jack had no idea how much the next words would change his life.</summary>
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 <entry>
  <author>
   <name>Schwan</name>
   <uri>http://www.fictionpress.com/u/823512/</uri>
  </author>
  <published>2012-12-09T10:32:27-08:00</published>
  <updated>2012-12-09T10:32:27-08:00</updated>
  <title>Titania: The Fairy Queen</title>
  <link rel="alternate" href="http://www.fictionpress.com/s/3050445/1/Titania-The-Fairy-Queen"/>
  <id>tag:fictionpress.com,2012-08-14:story.3050445</id>
  <summary type="html">Author: &lt;a href='http://www.fanfiction.net/u/823512/Schwan'&gt;Schwan&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href='http://www.fanfiction.net/fiction/Sci-Fi/'&gt;Sci-Fi&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;English, Rated: T&lt;br&gt;Adventure/Mystery&lt;br&gt;Chapters: 3, Words: 6,282, Reviews: 2, In-Progress&lt;hr size=1&gt;In a future dystophian world split into Fractions,survival is all.War consumes the world as the Fractions fight for dominance over the Earth. Aerin wakes up in citizen area in Russia Martial. The only thing she remembers is her name and four voices claiming, &quot;It will protect you!&quot; She know she is different because of her combat and magic expertise. Follow her as she finds her path.</summary>
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  <author>
   <name>Schwan</name>
   <uri>http://www.fictionpress.com/u/823512/</uri>
  </author>
  <published>2012-09-16T15:38:09-08:00</published>
  <updated>2012-09-16T15:38:09-08:00</updated>
  <title>Surviving the Impact: Escaping the South Tower</title>
  <link rel="alternate" href="http://www.fictionpress.com/s/3058743/1/Surviving-the-Impact-Escaping-the-South-Tower"/>
  <id>tag:fictionpress.com,2012-09-16:story.3058743</id>
  <summary type="html">Author: &lt;a href='http://www.fanfiction.net/u/823512/Schwan'&gt;Schwan&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href='http://www.fanfiction.net/fiction/Historical/'&gt;Historical&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;English, Rated: T&lt;br&gt;Hurt/Comfort/Tragedy&lt;br&gt;Chapters: 1, Words: 2,428, Reviews: 2, Complete&lt;hr size=1&gt;Suddenly, I hear a boy yell, &quot;Holy crap!&quot; The teachers all turn to him, disapproving looks on their faces. &quot;Mister-&quot; but he never gets to finish his sentence. And I turn to see the dark shadow of the plane heading straight towards us.</summary>
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 <entry>
  <author>
   <name>Schwan</name>
   <uri>http://www.fictionpress.com/u/823512/</uri>
  </author>
  <published>2012-09-04T06:18:36-08:00</published>
  <updated>2012-09-04T06:18:36-08:00</updated>
  <title>Friday the 13th</title>
  <link rel="alternate" href="http://www.fictionpress.com/s/3055736/1/Friday-the-13th"/>
  <id>tag:fictionpress.com,2012-09-04:story.3055736</id>
  <summary type="html">Author: &lt;a href='http://www.fanfiction.net/u/823512/Schwan'&gt;Schwan&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href='http://www.fanfiction.net/fiction/Action/'&gt;Action&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;English, Rated: T&lt;br&gt;Mystery/Sci-Fi&lt;br&gt;Chapters: 1, Words: 349, Reviews: 1, In-Progress&lt;hr size=1&gt;13-year-old Haley hates school. He's smart, but he can never show this through pencil and paper. He has no friends, which makes him despise it even more. But what Haley doesn't realize is that ever since Friday 13th, he and his classmates have been trapped in a paradox, and they are about to join in a deadly game where the school is the board and the students are the pieces...</summary>
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