After a long and painful chemotherapy with noting but death at its end, Ann awakes under cruelest pain in a unfamiliar bed. While she just gave birth to a little baby. There is a breathtaking handsome man, who asserts to be her husband and a small boy with black hair who seems to be her son. While the people around her talk about a loss of memory Ann finds out what happened to her. It may sound ridiculous but it seems she landed in the world of her favourite book series. However the story of Harry Potter, the boy who lived, didn't start yet. Or in the near future. Because her little son who watches her with fear from the edge of her bed is nobody else but Sirius Black and the child she just gave birth to is Regulus Black. That makes her Walburga Black. She is purebloody fucked! The story comes alone from me, but the world is from Harry Potter doesn't belong to me. Part 7 of the Times Saga. The books can be read independent from each other.

Before Greys Anatomy officially starts, the characters are transported into a room to watch the harrowing life of Alex Karev. WARNING: Several things will be different compared to the show. Personalities, appearances, even events from the show. This book does not follow canon at all, I might take a few events from the show but that is about it. I do not own Greys Anatomy or any shows I might slip into the story. This book is not for Alex Karev haters, and if you do not like Meredith, Christina, Izzie, George, Derek, or Addison bashing this is also not for you. I will be bashing a lot of characters in This so be fore warned.

"I can't help but love you, Even though I try not to. I can't help but want you, I know that I'd die without you." Maryse lightwood had a secret that could potentially ruin her family, her oldest, Alexandra wasn't a lightwood. She was a Mikaelson. Or Fate decides to unite the shadowhunter and downworlder communities, reveal a few well kept secrets, and maybe just bring a family together in the process, all by showing people the life of Alexandra Lightwood.

One unlucky hit with a strange spell. That's all it took to alter the course of Harry's life - and everyone else's life around him. Bound to stay within ten feet of each other, Harry Potter and Severus Snape have to learn to get along or die trying. But sometimes in the hardest of times, one can learn things never imagined possible. After all, the past doesn't define the future.

Rowena Potter is a five year old run away. She does her best and creates what she has always wanted, a family. Fem Harry Potter. Smart, strong Harry. Eidetic memory Harry. Mature Harry Potter.

"She w-wa-is my wife" "Oh...." "Your alive" "Yea I'm alive duh just shut up and kiss me already" "Gladly"

Pothena fanfiction: Poseidon is the Greek god of the sea and resonantly he divorced his wife but now he is thrown into a new marriage. Can he cope or will things go all Hades lose? Athena is the Greek goddess of wisdom and battle strategy, but when she starts dreaming of a certain god and her maiden oath is taken away from her she finds things piling on her. 💙💜💚💙💜💚💙💜💚💙💜💚💙 Pertemis fanfiction: Artemis is the Greek goddess of the hunt and like her sister Athena her maiden oath is taken away from her. Percy Jackson was cheated on and his mother and stepfather was killed. He wants to seek revenge but with Zeus forcing him to marry Artemis he finds his plans changing. Will he get his revenge? 💚💜💙💚💜💙💚💜💙💚💜💙💚 Thalico fanfiction: Thalia's maiden oath has been gone and like her two sisters she is forced into marriage. Nico Di Angelo has suffered a lot and he has never told anyone about it. Not even Percy his trusted brother, but with Zeus telling him to marry Thalia, he knows he has to open up. Will he? 💜💙💚💜💙💚💜💙💚💜💙💚💜 Warning:contains strong language and sexual context.

I woke up to the face of my new mother, reborn into the world of Percy Jackson. The firstborn daughter of Poseidon. And this world, this life is just the beginning, and a lot is still to come. (A/N :Percy Jackson does not belong to me) #1 Poseidon (2021/01/01) #1 Apollo (20/06/24) #1 fempercy (") #1 triton (") #1 poseidonsdaughter(") #2 fates (")

When she was 14, Dalia was sold to Matteo Martinelli, the former leader of the largest Italian mafia. Flash forward with his son, Vittore Martinelli as the new leader, Dalia is given to him as a birthday present after years in spent in the "safe house". Dalia struggles to fulfill a promise she made and get her old self back as Vittore tries not to fall for the black beauty. Will they go through all the lies, jealousy, betrayal, envy, lust and murder together all in the name of love? Because at the end of it all, she is still Property Of Vittore Martinelli. * * * "Lift your hand," I said looking at how he held onto his bicep with a tight grip. "Let me take a look at the bullet wound." "No tesoro. I can do this myself," Vittore grumbled and I gave him incredulous look. "Don't start that bullshit with me Vittore. Remove your arm and let me help you or..." I trailed off, not able to say more. I was still in shock but I could do this. "Just... just let me help." "No." I glared at Vittore. "Why are you being so damn egotistic?! Let me help you! Do you know what it was like to find you like... and to..." I couldn't even get all the words out. "Let me help you. Please." Begging wasn't something I'd ever do but I just needed him to let me help him. "No-" "Why?!" I suddenly exploded. "Why won't you just let me help you?!" "Because I don't know how to handle it ok?!" Vittore suddenly exploded, his dark eyes glaring at me. "I don't know how to handle these... feelings. Fuck tesoro you drive me crazy! Don't you see that? You make me question everything I've ever known and... I can't..." I watched Vittore as his expression turned determined. "Fuck it." He leaned forward and pressed his lips on mine. * * * WARNING! Mentions of death, torture, gore, abuse and other things related to the mafia.

What happens when a protector becomes a protectee? Chloe tangled in duty and friendship as she was caught between the person protecting her, and the person she has to protect.