"You cannot treat people like that and then look at me like this." "Like what?" "Like you are an idiot who is a stupid idiot!" Aonung x oc Atwow, Afaa, ...

Ellen came to Pandora to study its oceans and wildlife, not to be dragged into a war. A former soldier turned scientist, she wanted nothing more than to explore the wonders of the alien world, but when she's captured alongside Jake Sully by the Omatkaya, her mission takes a drastic turn. Among her captors is Tsu'tey, a fierce and loyal warrior who sees her as nothing more than a threat. To him, she represents everything he despises about humans; destruction, arrogance, and betrayal. Cold and unyielding, he makes it clear she has no place among his people. But as the days pass and she proves herself in ways he never expected, his hatred begins to waver. Torn between duty and something far more dangerous, Tsu'tey must decide whether to trust the woman he swore to despise. And as Pandora's war looms ever closer, Ellen must confront the question she never thought she'd have to ask: Is she willing to fight for a world that may never accept her?

Banished by her clan. Betrayed by her family. All for a crime she didn't truly commit. After avenging her best friend's murder, Takayi Sully is exiled from the only home she's ever known, even her parents, Jake and Neytiri, turn their backs on her. Captured by the RDA, she meets Miles Quaritch and trains under him, hoping to change his heart with the ways of her people. But she doesn't realize one thing: He's hunting her father... and she's just a piece of his plan. This story is rated (M) and is 18+ for various reasons. All rights, go to James Cameron. I only own the character for Takayi.

"Smoking is bad, you know." The placid voice speaks up from the distant dark corner, nothing to see but a tall silhouette and an orange glow of a cigarette cherry. "It's the least of my problems," I murmur with my own between my lips, proceeding to feel the stagnant debris valley my throat when I suck delicately. He exhales a chuckle of cynical amusement, his footsteps getting every step clearer to my eardrums until I eventually sense body heat burning my back. "And why is that?" He whispers over my shoulder, hands inviting themselves to grip the railing in front of me so I become a prisoner between his inked arms. I swallow. "Because you'll be the one to kill me first." // Aven Brooks is hired to take pictures for the world-renown punk rock band known today as Duplicity; hoping the experience gets her into her most elite-dreamed university. However, when her lenses accidentally capture more than just cheeky sound checks and performances, she comes to a horrifying discovery that Duplicity is anything but a band. Appalled and frightened, she's trapped. *HIGHEST RANKINGS* #1 IN HARRYSTYLES #1 IN ONEDIRECTION ALL RIGHTS RESERVED TO @happydays1d NOT ALLOWING TRANSLATIONS! CONTAINS VULGAR LANGUAGE / DRUG ABUSE / SEXUAL CONTENT / DESCRIPTIVE VIOLENCE / MENTAL HEALTH READ AT OWN RISK!

Without thinking, I inhaled sharply, causing her scent to overwhelm me. My muscles tensed, ready to spring towards the girl in front of me and sink my teeth into her fleshy neck. What if I allowed myself to kiss her warm skin before my teeth pierced her flesh? I would start at the hollow beneath her ear and trail my lips down her neck, stopping at her collarbone. To my chagrin, I wasn't imagining the delectable flavor of her blood- I was fantasizing about the sweet, yet salty taste of her skin on my lips. How absolutely ridiculous! I despised the human girl with every bone in my body. I was fully convinced of that. The feeling was mutual on her end as well. We harbored nothing but dislike for one another. She was a constant reminder of what was lost to me for eternity- who was lost to me, I should say. She was nothing more than a tribute of the heartbreak I had spent two decades running from. Still, for the life of me, I couldn't figure out why I couldn't get the thought of her out of my head. *** After Bella chose to live out a human life with Jacob Black, Edward was left with a gaping hole in his chest where his heart used to be. In the throes of heartbreak, he had forsaken the ways of his family, just as he had done many years ago. He chose to live out the past two decades in solitude. Until now. He had finally found his way back to his chosen family and just in time to assist with the move from Minnesota to a quaint town in Maine known as Gray. Upon returning, he was a man of few words, speaking only when spoken to. He was numb to the world- He was Hollow. What happens when he stumbles upon a golden-haired girl sleeping in a cemetery whose blood sings to him in an all-too-familiar fashion; whose chaotic yet hushed mind taunts him; whose piercing blue eyes peer straight into his nonexistent soul? Why- He develops a strong hatred for the girl. He loathes her. And the feeling is absolutely mutual. Or at least that's what they tell themselves.

Draco Malfoy stole my first kiss. So then I stole his heart. **** Dramione fanfic **** Translations can be found on my reading lists. !!!WARNINGS IN THE INTRODUCTION!!!

Galadriel was once a spy, deep in the Autumn Court but an act of loyalty to a friend cost her that position. Now forced back into hiding, the Night Court takes charge in keeping her hidden from Beron's search for her head. Loyal to her spymaster, she faces the backlash of what that has cost her in the near two hundred years of lying and the weight of her failure breaks her down bit by bit.