Disclaimer: I do not own any Characters in this story. In the beginning portions of the story I have used exact wording from Harry Potter and the Goblet of Fire. That book is owned By JK Rowling and various other companies. This is a story that is a Hermione/Harry Pairing and has a LOT of Ron bashing. If you don't like that, then stop reading now. It is meant to be a plot bunny hatching with humor involved. So feel free to criticize me but, really, it is just a fictional story that grew in my muse's (hmmm...does my muse have a head it if resides in my brain?) ok, my muse's thoughts. Read, enjoy, and don't take life or my writing too seriously (or is that Siriusly?)

Born about two decades before the Trojan War, Perseus lost his mother because of Zeus' hatred of Poseidon and his children. He was rescued by a goddess who took him in along with his new brother, and they became a force to be reckoned with. (Sorry this summary sucks) Also, this is inspired by Timeless Warrior by Anaklusmos14, it isn't copied, but will be similar.

Percy Is betrayed by the campers and Annabeth. He does something he never thought he would do and falls in love with someone who is claimed to be "off limits".

Annabeth Chase had a good life in District 3. Her father died in the 52nd Hunger Games, and her mother died giving birth to her. She had to go live with her great-aunt, Hestia, who loved her unconditionally. She really didn't have any friends, but as far as Annabeth was concerned, she didn't need any. All she wanted to do was read and practice her knife-throwing. But everything changed when her name was called at the Reaping. Suddenly, Annabeth only has a few days before she's thrust into an arena, where everyone will try to kill her. To win, Annabeth will have to rely on her most dangerous weapon; her mind. But plans can get a lot more complicated when you add in an unexpected variable; a boy from District 4 who Annabeth is having conflicting feelings for. Let the 69th Hunger Games begin.

IRON | ❝Hail Emperor, those who are about to die salute you.❞ Vesper knows that if she were ever to be picked for the Hunger Games, she wouldn't leave much behind in District Six. That is, until Icarus Brunel's name is called. The little boy of only thirteen years who wouldn't hurt a single soul. She could never let him die. Taking on a sisterly role, Vesper makes it her mission to do what she can to protect Icarus for as long as she can, and return him home safely. But in the arena, when faced with survival, trained killers and the prospect of death, Vesper's objective is easier said than done... ( extended summary inside ) the 68th hunger games | no love interest BOOK 1 of THE PRECIOUS METALS TRILOGY © starryeyedturtle cover by @bayports

"And the day that we'll watch the death of the sun That the cloud and the cold and those jeans you have on Then you'll gaze unafraid as they sob from the city roofs" Of Jenna and all her characters. I'll upload when I can. Will be GN unless specified otherwise.

Percy no longer belongs. Forsaken by Camp Half-Blood, and lacking confidence to socialize with those who are still loyal to him, he goes on his own path, depressed and unsure what to do with himself, until he makes a decision; yet, he can't live like this forever. Peak Rankings: #1 huntersofartemis #1 forsaken #3 thelightningthief #1 perzoe #3 Greece #1 Percy #1 CampHalfBlood #4 PercyJackson #1 Greek

A growing collection of One Shots and Imagines staring Wednesday Addams [Male Reader and Female Reader]

The only reason i'm writing this is because my obsession is getting to the point were i'm starting to get depressed. So as i coping mechanism i'm writing a story about her. Seeking help from a therapist is for losers. (Also they take your money and only cause you more problems.) Also this story will also be the second one i complete since it doesn't rely on lore. My upload scedule is still as crack as ever so don't expect chapter early but expect them at 2 am. I also finally was creative enough to think off a title for this story.

"This Cinders girl is just like you!" Dudley snickers as he watches the television. "Dressed in rags, does all the chores, always dirty, and no one wants her. Even her parents are dead!" Later, when Harry lies in bed and stares up at the dusty cobwebs on the cupboard ceiling, he can't help but wonder wearily: "If I'm Cinders, does that mean one day someone will come to save me too?" Illustrations by Arishatistic. Harry/Hermione ( Harmione )