"Will you reject me?" I ask, ignoring the lump that was forming in my throat. I fought the tears that were threatening to fall. Don't cry, please Hannah, don't cry. His green eyes looked like orbs of ice that stared straight through me. A sadistic smirk pulls up his lip and he puts his arm on my right side, blocking my escape route. "Reject you? That's an easy escape, don't you think?" his voice was as cold as his eyes, as his heart. "The moon goddess gave me you and I'll simply pay her for her kindness." his tone was laced with venom, hatred and disgust. "If she thinks that I can ever accept an Omega as my mate, she's damned wrong." "to those who grew up too fast" A/N: Hey there! Mind giving this story a chance? #1 Werewolf (09/24/2020) Thank you so much for giving this story a chance ♡

Rachel Vaughn is being hunted by something... unexplainable. And she can't help but think it has something to do with Luc, the handsome but mysterious guy who lives next door. { Book I of The Psychic Curse } After her boyfriend cheats on her, Rachel Vaughn needs a fresh start. She finds it in a new apartment, and despite having some seriously weird neighbours, she quickly settles into her new home. But her cozy little apartment soon becomes hostile as strange things start happening. Small things start to go missing, she hears voices at night, and once... once Rachel swore she heard a growl. Though her friend Polly fears Rachel may be losing her mind, it soon becomes clear that Rachel is being hunted by something... unexplainable. And she can't help but think it has something to do with Luc, the handsome and mysterious guy who lives next door. Eerie, thrilling, and romantic, The Psychic Next Door twists, turns and tortures you until its heart-stopping climax. Rankings ----- Previously featured on Wattpad Featured on the Wattpad Stars profile #1 in #Psychic #1 in #Spirit #1 in #Haunting / #Haunted #2 in #Ghost #3 in Paranormal

Fairies are a beautiful race in middle earth. They are mostly unknown to any other race. Elves know they exist. Much like elves, fairies are immortal and beautiful. But they have wing. These fairies are not small like we would all think. They are the same size as men and elves. They live in hidden forests around middle earth. Elrond asks for Orland's (King of Fairies) presence at the secret council to help determine the fate of middle earth with the other races. He brings along his only daughter Alexa to help him make the decision for the fairies and get her mind off things since Marilyn (Queen of fairies) died a few months ago by orcs.

I'm the kind of girl who keeps her own secrets. I'm in high school and I still believe fairies....because I believe I am one. I've never had REAL magic but I can control wind spirit, and speak to her. Others believed along with me...but they always end up forgetting, or leaving me because they think it's just a game. I've been by myself since 5th grade. Now the Great Tree said it's time to train four other girls because another girl has taken over the Spirit of Storms. When she does that...I can't control my own powers...the wind spirit. How am I I supposed to get others to believe in fairies and magic when I'm just starting high school.

(Completed) After his parents' tragic death, eight-year-old Dick Grayson was unfairly sent to a juvenile detention center. Rather than waiting for a miracle to happen, he decides that he'll escape that hell hole himself. Surely enough, he manages to do just that. Great. Now what? While wandering Gotham's streets like the lost child that he was, he stumbles into a club. And not just any club. No, it was the Iceberg Lounge. So how did this result in Dick befriending some of Gotham's most famous villains? After all, criminals don't have soft sides. Right..? How about Bruce? Will he show up and help Dick choose the right path? Or will the boy be influenced by his new villain friends, who insist he make choices similar to theirs? Will he choose revenge or justice? Read to find out ;) Edited version on AO3! My first Robin fanfiction! Whoop whoop! Warning: This story contains profanity and violence. Disclaimer: I do not own dc. I do not own cover art. If there are any copyright issues, please tell me. Enjoy!

Ari Callahan has no idea how to talk to boys -- or how to talk to anyone for that matter. Enter Zac, the cute new guy in town who won't stop texting her. But is his interest real, or does he have a hidden agenda? ***** Found as a young child washed up on the beach, 17-year-old Ari Callahan has never uttered a word out loud to anyone -- not even her adoptive family. Psychologists have diagnosed her with a condition called selective mutism, but Ari can't help identifying with her namesake character, Ariel, the little mermaid in the fairytale whose voice was stolen by a sea witch. Mermaid-obsession aside, Ari's silence makes socializing tough. She's never had a boyfriend or been asked out on a date. Not until Zac, the confident new arrival in town, asks for her number. But Zac has his own reasons for texting with Ari. He's part of a movement to sabotage the artificial music app called SirenSong, threatening to render human singing obsolete. Zac's collaborators have scoured the globe in search of a singing voice perfect enough to break the SirenSong spell, and their search has led them straight to Ari's beachside town. Will her relationship with Zac help Ari find her voice and unlock the secrets of her origins? Or will he use her and leave her high and dry? Title: Ari and Zac (formerly The Mermaid Hypothesis) Content Warning: This story contains references to selective mutism, suicidal thoughts, and early childhood trauma.

This is what I hope would've happened to Damian and Raven after the timeline got reset, in Justice League Apokalipz. This story will most likely be romance with no plot. I'm a new writer and apologize for how bad it probably is. Positive comments to make my writing better would be greatly appreciated.(characters owned by dc) (art isn't mine, but I edited it) #1 Damirae #1 Timeline #2 Wayne #1 Teen Titans #5 Nightwing

"Before I show you who I am, I want you to remember what you're fighting for," Aide replied cautiously and gave them all a piercing stare. "Keep an open mind." "Just tell us, lad," Hanke snarled impatiently and bobbed his sword. "Brace yourselves," Aide said as he slowly reached for his hood. Emaia's heart pounded vigorously in her chest, so loudly, she feared people could hear. This was it. She would finally see the face of her rescuer, the face she had so longed to see. Aide gave them all one last lingering look before he closed his eyes. "Your whole world is about to change." He punctuated his sentence by pulling off his hood. The entire crowd gasped and all readied their weapons, as long silver hair burst free from the cloak and long slender ears appeared. It was impossible, Emaia thought. They had been extinct for decades. But there was no denying it. She looked at the man who had rescued her a few nights ago, and remembered him as charming and valiant. It all made so much sense now-why he could do, what he could do. He was an elf. And not just any elf. - A Northern Elf.

In an alternate timeline... Harmony Grayson (Ember) and Bridge Stewart (This Universes Signal) hate each other as heroes but love each other as people.