Cedric was a lone kitten. A rogue with no family. He was born into a world where shifters are the norm and humans were the rare. The world of shifters was a confusing one as there were many kinds. The most common being a wolf and the rare being a lion. Cedric was a house cat, one of the lowest ranking shifters in the hierarchy. Hierarchy looks like this: Top: Lions, Tigers, Panthers, Bears Middle: Wolves, Apes, Foxes, Dolphins Low: Birds, Cats, Rats, Bunny's Although he was a low ranking shifter, Cedric didn't mind. He liked who he was and wasn't scared to show it. But what Cedric doesn't know is his life is about to change, for better or worse he will have to find out. Note!: (there are no squirrel, deer, fish, or any other animal shifters that the wolves and such eat. For instance, if the wolves go hunt and come back with a dead deer, there's no mortified deer shifters anywhere to be found)

A butler was the job description. Do what he wants. Get what he desires. That's all I have to do, but suddenly, I am thrown into a completely different world and a part of a community I didn't even know existed. Suddenly, now I have 2 daddies and the best life I could imagine. After many ups and downs. ---------- 2nd daddy doesn't come in for a while as it wasn't meant to be a trio, but it ended up that way ______________ Story isn't the best written, and I have no set plot lol, soz, but some people seem to like it. I just write when I'm bored and such and come up with random shit as I go, so I guess, enjoy 🤷‍♂️ Starting date: 04/06/2023 Current word count: 91,961(unupdated)

"Even if I don't have a quirk, can I bee a hero?" Silence... "Without a quirk?" "If you want to help others, then you could also become a police officer, or a nurse." And he may have been right, maybe he couldn't be a hero without a quirk, but that entirely depends on your definition of a hero. Is it the legal definition? A person employed under agencies to deal with villains? Or is it the noun? A person who is admired or idealized for courage, outstanding achievements, or noble qualities? The media eats the Vigilante Valor's story up. His name literally meant brave, and he showed that bravery. He even recorded it and posted it online, the crazy bastard. Obviously, the media loves a young bad boy with a good heart and a mysterious identity, and it doesn't take long for him to become internet-famous.

Set after the postwar collapse of an interstellar empire, a young orphan girl embarks on a quest for violent retribution. Six years old when her mother was killed, Buttercup endured an unforgiving adolescence on the streets of her home city. She's scraped by ever since, always searching for the man responsible, knowing one day she'll find him.

Two runaway children steal a baby and attempt to raise it themselves in the world's most haunted hotel. To Ben and Sophie the abandoned hotel seems like the perfect place to hide. No adult will ever find them there. Within its strange walls they can be whatever they imagine: the world's youngest hoteliers, husband and wife - even parents. Then guests start arriving: the Ape and its master, the Egyptian man and his young daughter, and of course, Death. As Ben and Sophie slowly unravel the hotel's secrets, they realise they could become Death's next victims. They must find a way to warn him. If only they could talk to ghosts. Hotel Ambrose is an urban fantasy novel set in the 1980s. It will appeal to fans of Piranesi, Stranger Things, and Stephen King.

Cry, what a sad name to give a child. Cry's 'mother' was a sick excuse of a human being .....a disgusting sadist...that's what she was, 'she' would love to hurt people precious to her until she had no one left. No one, but her precious child. Cry. 'She' would go to horrific lengths to hurt him; to break him; to destroy him, until there was nothing left. You could argue 'she' wasn't evil, maybe it was just her nature. No, 'she' was pure evil; a devil in human skin. In the end if 'she' couldn't have Cry, well then, no one could. That was her reasoning for killing her only son in cold blood. She wasn't just evil. She was insane. ____________________________________ Warning: This is a BxB book meaning it features homosexual relationships, if you don't like it, don't read it, if you want to be homophobic do it somewhere else.

A fan fiction based off of Crystal Scherer's story, 'Upon Wings of Change'. After the lab was abandoned by the flock, all of the eggs were assumed to be dead. No one remained to care for one last egg still clinging to life deep within the facility. Hatching alone and with no memory of his past, a silver dragonet sets out to try and survive in a world changed by alien invasion. And when tragedy strikes, he struggles to learn to forgive... and to build a friendship out of his hate. Many, many thanks to Pheonix for the cover art! :D

[Complete - under editing] (A fan's side story of Upon Wings of Change) *I thank Crystal Scherer for the wonderful book that inspired this run off story that takes place in the same universe! I dedicate this story as a gift to her and all her readers!* Aspen wasn't the only one to be kidnapped and turned into a dragonet, but she WAS the only one who had a something to hide, outside of their human intelligence. Armed with nothing but the wings on her back and the claws on her feet, Aspen did her best just to survive her new environment. But just as she was starting to get used to her surroundings and her newly acquired skills, the rug is pulled out from underneath her once again. Now with the looming threat of aliens, aliens, and more aliens, Aspen has even more piled onto her already overflowing plate. Sneak peak: It wasn't fair. And knowing that unfairness was just part of life, didn't make me feel any better. Life had dealt us a hand of rotting lemons and all I wanted to do was throw them and make life take them back. But I couldn't. I was stuck with these rotting lemons and no matter how hard I tried, I couldn't get rid of them. (Quick disclamer: Most characters within this story are my own. The universe is not mine. I might have slipped from cannon an intsy tiny bit. My story in no way rips off Crystal Scherer's original story of Upon Wings of Change. Only builds upon it. Please read the original before reading this side story or else it might not make a whole lot of sense. Also read the original because it's AMAZING.) (Going through editing! Chapters with a single star ☆ have been edited and revised. Chapters with two stars ☆☆ are completely new! Editing will start with the first chapter and end with the last.) Idea started June 16 2018 Started writing June 25th 2018 First chapter posted Nov. 29 2018 First Fanart given Jan. 20 2019 Last part posted March 15 2019

No less than two years after humanity's acceptance into the Galactic Assembly and participation in the Drev War, most aliens have still never seen a human. Rumors run rampant about these strange, powerful predators, so much so that news of them has spread across the known universe. Krill, an alien surgeon stationed at the galaxy's largest trauma center, hardly has time to believe these rumors, but a freak accident aboard a human spaceship brings him in contact with the first human he has ever met. Fascinated by their wonderful strangeness , he finds himself a member of the crew under a young and inexperienced captain with no idea what he's gotten himself into.

Everyone believed that the beloved vigilante, Daredevil, died in the rubble of a collapsed building. By the destruction of The Hand. But that's not completely true. Daredevil died that day...but not Matt Murdock. After Matt's escape from the brink of Death, he started to heal mentally and physically from the loss of his first love and past traumas. Matt made the decision to leave Hell's Kitchen and move to the most dangerous place on Earth... GOTHAM CITY Ship possibility: Bruce Wayne x Matt Murdock (Major Fluff and possible smut in the later future)