"So," He said. "Are you always this mysterious?" His eyes full of curiosity under a dark mask. "That depends." I crossed my arms and narrowed my eyes at him, "Are you always this nosy?" He blew out a little bit of air through his nose and smiled, "Touché." "And I'm not mysterious." I added. He tapped on my own mask, "Who are you then?" I swatted away his hand. "And if you're not mysterious," he continued, "then what are you?" I rolled my eyes, "I'm a runaway princess from the land of far away." I put a finger to my lips, "But shh, it's a secret." He chuckled lightly. "You didn't answer my question. I kept my mouth shut and didn't say anything. He honestly can't be serious. There's no way that I going to tell him something like that. Like dude, seriously? "You know," he said casually, interrupting my thoughts, "Secrets don't make friends."

Alex has given up on reality because of his father's abrupt suicide. Because of his self-proclaimed job as thievery. He was shunned from his parent's house. And an unknown voice reaching out to him to relieve himself from his current life. Alex reluctantly agrees and gets sucked by the darkness, meeting friends and enemies along the way with a forgotten memory. But will he ever figure out his TRUE identity?

This is a Fan-Fiction based upon the BBC series 'Merlin': Merlin is busy as usual working as King Arthur's servant. He rarely gets a good night's sleep, and it's beginning to take its toll on him. The king begins to notice. Love is growing between Arthur and Gwen, which is a joy to some, but a curse to others. Morgana goes all in to prevent Gwen from taking her place as queen beside Arthur on the throne of Camelot. She is prepared to do anything to win and is now more determined than ever to discover who Emrys truly is. Will Merlin be able to keep up appearences and at the same time fulfill his destiny? Will he have enough strength to defeat Morgana? And perhaps most importantly; will Arthur finally learn the truth? It becomes clear to Merlin that he must guard his secret with even greater care - or it might no longer hold. One thing is for sure; everyone is in for a surprise as the story unfolds... (Continued in my other story "Merlin; The Land Of Albion") :D

Lily Potter is an average 15 year old living in the United States in 2011. When magic upheaves her life and drops her and her younger brother into a beloved world she thought was fictional, she discovers old family secrets-and family in general.

Let's say the Black Order was not the only organization against the Noah. Let's say this "new" order lied waiting in the shadows for the right moment. Let's say Allen Walker's sister was a member of this mysterious "White Order." Why has this order hidden in the shadows? Why should it have needed too? Is the White Order as pristine as it appears when it starts making its big moves? What is the history between these two orders? Why are they disturbingly similar even down to the uniforms they wear? Is there something the White Order doesn't want to be revealed? Or perhaps is it the other way around? Why has the Black Order conducted itself the way it has so far? As a bookman once said, the story continues. The question is, is its history recorded correctly? Who are the bookmen anyway? Why were they trained to do what they do? Who started their mission? Many more questions still permeate the spectrum between Black and White. Between the blurred line of horrid reality and crude imagination.

One day she's making cookies with her mother. Another day she's at her mother's funeral. As weeks passed by, her father became different. He was once a man who always helped the towns people. However, after her mother's death, he was always buried inside his office. Although, little did she know that something a lot bigger was going to happen, forever changing her life. After a few weeks turned into months and soon enough years, the young girl became furious with her father. This was not only because she had to take over the responsibilities from both her parents, but mainly the fact that had barely seen her own father after her mother's death. So one night, after working hours to only get enough cash for a couple days. A flash of light reflects by her window. Before she could even understand what was going on, the echo of her father's screams reached into her room. In an instant, she rushed towards him. Fading one limb at a time, she runs into her father slowly attempting to perform... The ultimate taboo, human transmutation. The girl, filled with terror, tries to break the transmutation circle, attempting to rescue what remained of her father. Unfortunately, nothing stops it, leaving him with little remaining. Falling down to her knees in despair, her father makes his last attempt to being a good father. Crawling with one arm forward, he lures his daughter into the circle with him, letting him whisper his final words. "I'm sorry... I love you." Before she knew it, a flash appears again, taking her away into white room. What remained in the room was only three things. Herself. A huge black door. And a black shadow, resembling what seemed to be herself. This was the start to a new beginning. This is the start of the Musical Alchemist.