"We're blood Barry, you're all I have left other than Dad" "I know, that's why I'm not going to die" "You better not die or I'll bring you back to life and kill you myself" ⚡️💫☀️ I do not own any characters from the CW's The Flash, and Arrow. I only own Brooklyn Allen and anyone who you don't recognize. ©2021|captainamerica_1988 Cover by Ayiah_Jaddo

"You never needed me on this team, not from the start. The Flash is what this city needs, and I can never be it. That's just the reality of it, Bare. I'll never be enough for anyone." Alex Holt changed her future once before, now she's being tested to do it again. Book two. Seasons 2 and 3 of The Flash Completed.

It's Jasmine's first day at her new job, secretary and accounting at Queen's Consolidated. She meets up with a high school friend and they go over the job description. When she get's there, it's as easy as Felicity said! The first few days are the same, until a visitor shows up, Oliver Queen.

she was in danger. he was there. she was alone. he was there. she was crying. he was there. she was at risk. he was there. she was at death's fingertips. but he wasn't there. in which a boy loves a girl so much, he's willing to do anything for her. what happens when he fails her, once?

DAUGHTER OF THE FLASH || "Emotions aren't meant to be controlled, they are energies that run through our veins, but the one you choose to let overcome you and be a part of you is only ever your decision." - Isabella De La Cruz Published: January 29, 2018 Finished: July 18, 2019 |Season One| |Book One of The Flash's Daughter| |Second Book Out - The Empath Metahuman|

Mackenzie Allen is the Daughter of the fastest man alive. When she was born her mother left her and Barry. When Barry married Iris, Iris adopted her as her own child. little did they know their family is about to get bigger. I don't own The Flash, I only own Mackenzie and her story. During Season 5

[unedited/discontinued] I thought the unimaginable only existed in fairy tales, and stupid redundant television shows. I never knew how wrong I was.

(n.) when two people love each other, but are too shy to admit it, yet they show it anyway.