"My hands are stained with dirt. And they always will be." ~ Lillian Nightshade; assassin, Captain America's girlfriend, and number one magnet for bullsh*t and bad luck. For her entire life, she's been told what to, who to kill, who she is, and what she's meant to be. And now? Thanks to her history of daddy issues that could rival Shellhead's, she finds herself kidnapped by father of the year Loki Laufeyson and held hostage in a realm far from her favourite boy toy's reach. Asgard. Struggling with her own sense of identity whilst simultaneously trying to escape the clutches of a god with fabulously glorious hair, by the time Lillian finds herself returning to the world she knows, she begins to notice a suspicious amount of change within it. HYDRA apparently died with the Red Skull, SHIELD hasn't fallen, the battle of Braga never went down, and Steve Rogers doesn't seem to remember her. It's almost as if she's... Gone back in time? Between balancing the timeline, trying not to spoil the future, righting wrongs committed the first time around and dealing with a butt tonne of family drama, Lillian simply can't catch a break from all the bad luck she attracts. Throw a familiar metal armed World War II soldier turned HYDRA weapon into the mix, and the Nightingale might just be in over her head. In spite of it all, will the two complete opposites, Steve and Lillian, find their way to each other's lives once again? Or is their romance lost, a faded memory stored away for rainy days? For she may have their love to light the way, but where there is light, there will always be its older sibling. Darkness. BOOK TWO OF THE NIGHTINGALE CHRONICLES **I obviously don't own any Marvel or comic characters. I only half of the plot, Lillian Nightshade, Samuel Hemmings and a few other characters that appear later on in the book. All other rights are reserved to Marvel and DC comics.**

War. Death. Conquest. Famine. The Four Horsemen of the apocalypse. Of course, they're not to be mistaken for the literal apocalyptic Four Horsemen, for it's only the name of their team. However, whilst they may not be the Armageddon-sent Horsemen, their aliases still strike a stone cold, petrifying fear into the cores of their enemies and allies. Chase, Jordan, Estelle and Lucas however? Well... they're about as terrifying as Mike Wazowski. Meet the protagonist of the book; Estelle Aveline. Or, as she is more commonly known as; Conquest the Horseman. No one knows Conquest is a female, because she's more so the stay at home in her pyjamas and hack the President's computer or SHIELD for kicks kind of girl. She is though, the most important member of the team. She holds the other three boys together. So when Victor Von Douche burns down the Horsemen's public mansion, steals $3.2 million from them, ruins and demolishes all their computers and manages to give severe burns to War in the fire, what are the Horsemen to do? Hunt him down of course. And whose help do they unfortunately need to do so? The Fantastic Four. Yet in the midst of war, what if the Horsemen's identities are finally revealed? And what if, after all these years, a certain flamboyant hothead conquers the one part of Conquest that she never thought possible? Her heart. ***I obviously do not own any Marvel or comic characters. I only own the Four Horsemen, the plot, and a few characters that appear later on in the story. All rights are reserved to Marvel comics.

What happened in Budapest?

THIS BOOK PROBABLY WILL NOT BE FINISHED. I APOLOGIZE TO ALL OF MY READERS FOR THIS BUT I HAVE LOST ALL INTEREST IN CONTINUING THIS SERIES. PLEASE TRY MY OTHER BOOKS INSTEAD. [ They say that war is hell but darling true hell begins when the battle ends and you're the only one whose hands still drip red. ] •••• She left, and he's alone, again. After everything they've been through, he refuses to accept that this could be the end of them- so he goes out looking for her, and finds much more than he bargains for. But then again, when have their Iives ever been easy? •••• 4th book in the winter series ***i encourage you to check out my more recent stories: Captured and Sane. this story is old and the writing is god awful

~ W A T T P A D F E A T U R E D ~ A Natasha Romanoff & Clint Barton origin story. ❝My name is Natalia Alianovna Romanova and I work for the KGB. But my life is something of a lie. I work for no one. I work for myself. And I always work alone. I have a very specific skill set. I have charm. I have wit. I have sex appeal. I play to the common weaknesses of men, pulling them in on an invisible thread, ensnaring them in my inescapable web and striking mercilessly like a poisonous spider. For that reason, they call me the Black Widow. I'm cunning, ruthless and utterly unstoppable. I am a one woman fighting machine. I can do more damaged unarmed than most people could do armed. ❞ ❝My name is Clinton Francis Barton and I work for S.H.I.E.L.D. I'm the deadliest agent they have on a squad of suits and scientists. I'm the masked vigilante with a bow and arrow and I never miss. I have keen eyes. I have perfect aim. I have agility. I can shoot down any adversary from any distance, and they never see me coming. They call me Hawkeye, because I have the vision of a bird of prey and I strike just as precisely. I'm strong, I'm dexterous and utterly remarkable. I'm a one man invasion. I can cause more destruction with a Palaeolithic weapon than most people can do with a gun.❞ Two nomadic souls; one American, one Russian. Completely unlike one another. Or so they think. This is a tale of prejudice, politics and passion in Budapest. #60 in Fanfiction (23/10/2015)

❪ MCU QUICKSILVER x OC. ❫ ❝and i'd choose you; in a hundred different lifetimes, in a hundred worlds, in any version of reality; i'd find you and i'd choose you.❞ ❰ SEQUEL TO "WHIPLASH". ❱

[complete] When Kade discovers that her incredibly annoying classmate, Marcel Styles, is living under a double personality, her attention for him is immediately piqued. Little does she know that by attempting to discover things that are better off kept away, she'll be thrown down a spiral where she'll come to find that everything in her life has been a secret, and everyone she loves has been pretending.

Where a naive girl with lots of baggage and a rockstar that can't seem to think of anyone but himself fall in love over the span of 24 hours

On Wednesdays we wear plaid.

in which a girl with an unhealthy love for starbursts and a boy whose hair has been accidentally dyed purple meet at a pharmacy and end up trapped