{𝗕𝗼𝗼𝗸 3} It is a known fact that Crookshanks was helping Sirius Black to capture Pettigrew in his rat form, back in Harry Potter's third year at Hogwarts. But what if Crookshanks was a human just like Moony, Wormtail, Padfoot, and Prongs? What if she was James Potter's twin sister? And why did Dumbledore do almost everything in his power to keep her identity a secret from Harry? This is the forgotten story of Jenna Potter. *** WARNING: Mature and sensitive content ahead [Marauder's Era] [OC's age: 15-21]

» I didn't know you had a sister, Potter. «

❝𝙎𝙘𝙖𝙧𝙨 𝙙𝙚𝙛𝙞𝙣𝙚 𝙬𝙝𝙤 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙖𝙧𝙚 𝙢𝙮 𝙖𝙨𝙨.❞ || Kim Jaehwa never thought that this would be the end. Never did she ever think that in those last 19 years of her life, her last would be when she was 20. With only half a year left to live until the end, Jaehwa decides that now is the time to finally do the thing she's dreamt of doing her whole life, and it all starts with the boy she met at the supermarket. The boy with eyes of sapphire and charcoal hair. || Story by Whiny_Potato_. Contains death and mentions of social anxiety. Also Mineta but-

Kallista Zenia Emrys is born in the world of high society pure bloods. Being one of the last remaining descendants of Merlin- the Greatest Wizard of all time- she finds herself being weighed down by the extremely high expectations that her name gives. Starting Hogwarts, Kally quickly learns the hate that comes with being a Slytherin. She finds comfort in her Slytherin friends who face similar responsibilities. A handsome blonde being one of those.

Harper Rye can, to put it simply, read minds. It's not something she consciously does. Her quirk simply allows her to pick up people's thoughts, regardless of whether she wants to or not. The fact that she can't turn it off makes having such a power nearly unbearable. To make matters worse, she's somehow managed to fall under the radar of the super-genius principal of UA high, Nezu. He's sure there's a traitor amongst them, and is convinced Harper is the key to finding them and shutting them down. Plunged into a world she never wanted to be in, Harper finds herself on the fast track to becoming a hero, maybe managing to make some friends for once in her life, and quite possibly saving Japan from near-certain destruction.

"A jerk to the world, a gentleman to his girl." ˖⋆࿐໋₊ #1 in bokunoheroacademia #1 in bakugou #1 in katsuki #1 in katsukibakugou #1 in bakugouxreader #1 in mha #1 in bnha #2 in anime #2 in xreader #2 in katsukixreader #2 in myheroacademia #3 in fanfiction #3 in fanfic ˖⋆࿐໋₊ ‼️ DISCLAIMER ‼️ I do not own any fanarts in the book. If you are one of the artists, I apologize if I offended you in any way and if you want me to take it down, I would gladly do so 🤗 ˖⋆࿐໋₊ ✎ᝰ┆4.20.20

To everyone he's a bully, arrogant, but you he's your best friend and your first everything.

❝She kills without second thought.❞ • Micajah's PoV: "Ah!" I shout out in pain, unable to hold it in any longer. I clutch my hand to my injured leg and cry out desperately when another blow is landed to my other leg. Tears of pain gather in the corners of my eyes, and I curl into a ball of humiliation, trying to shield myself from the bullies. "You worthless piece of shit," He says menacingly, his muddy brown eyes set in a hard glare aimed at me. I flinch when I see Chance pulling back his fist, raising my arms in defense. But to my utter surprise, the blow never comes. Instead, a sickening 'crunch' resonates through the hallway, surprising me. I tentatively open my eyes once again, cautiously peeking from behind raised arms. What- or more correctly who I see takes my breath away, every fiber of my being stirring at the incandescent sight. There, standing there like an avenging angel over the groaning body of Chance in the floor is a girl. But 'girl' would be too simple of a word to describe her. Her red hair flows down in luscious curls, framing her heart-shaped face, which is set in a furious scowl. Her feline eyes are a stormy grey, the electricity in them, static. Her sharp, straight nose accenting her full pink lips that are shaped like a cupid's bow with such a perfection, giving her an ethereal look. No, the person before me is not a girl. She's a Goddess. The jocks bow their heads in submission, murmurs of "Alpha," passing around the group. My Wolf gets agitated and keeps on saying something but I ignore his persistent calls, as my fogged brain is unable to register anything except the exotic beauty standing before me. Her steel grey eyes roam around the circle in one swift movement before they settle on me, darkening, yet instantly softening at the same time. Finally, her pink lips part to let one word escape them, the one word that changes my life. "Mine," • Completed ✔️ MICAJAH IS A GUY's NAME #5 in WEREWOLF #1 in TEEN FICTION

◾ Cover Credit: Playboyforkatsuki ♡ ◾Art Credit: Lightning Strikes ◾ I do not own My Hero Academia ◾ or this fantasy AU ◾ Characters belong to Horikoshi You, a young hunter, leaves her home to go on a quest to save her village from the tradegy of war. But what happens when she's given false directions and runs into a hot headed Bakugou, who speaks a completely different language? ❤ General Romance 🖤 Mature (Violent Themes) 💛 Lemon 💖 FemReader