Nico had two goals when he moved to Gotham #1- help new demigods get to Camp #2- don't meet the Waynes He didn't have anything against the family, how could he when he was only told about them the day before he moved, but he had heard about the serial adoption of black haired kids. He already had a strained relationship with his father, he didn't need a second one. -------- As Nico sat in the park with the random boys he befriended, he finally felt normal. They didn't know who his father was; hell, they thought his father was dead. He was quite literally the most free he had been since Italy and even then, it was under Mussolini at the time so that was a bit of a stretch. The calm seemed universal throughout the group until Tim's phone rang. "Oh shit, it's Bruce." Immediately all of them were on alert scanning the surrounding area while Tim talked on the phone, panic in his eyes. "He was on the other side of the park for a walk between meetings and saw a picture of us walking in the park online," Tim said as soon as he hung up. "Wait wait wait" Nico said as Jason looked like he was preparing to literally throw him into the tree. "Bruce as in Bruce Wayne? You're the Wayne's?! And why are you acting like he's gonna shoot me on sight?" "He's gonna shoot adoption papers at you." Damian mumbled, once again begrudgingly reviving a high five from Tim and Dick. Jason just rolled his eyes as he made his hands a step for Nico to get in the tree. "Yes we're the Wayne's. How do you know of us, but not have a clue what we look like?" Nico climbed onto the lowest branch that was a good six feet off the ground. "I was technically homeless until a few months ago and just got a phone last month, sue me for never seeing a picture," he said in a whisper yell before continuing to scale the tree. -------- Daily updates at 12:15am EST

I quickly stood up from my chair and kicked it away. My face turning red from embarrassment. "You can do this, you can do this" I chanted to myself as I slowly made my way to the window and opened it. "Robin" I spoke, looking directly at the white lenses covering his eyes "what exactly are you doing outside of my window?" ••••••••••••••• After having survived the second giant war, Persephone Jackson wants nothing more than to forget the horrors she saw As even the strongest of people can't escape the pain of losing a loved one But the Fates have other plans for her and send her on one final quest to regain her old self Alas, all you need is blue ice cream and a certain green-eyed bird ❝ Eᴠᴇɴ ᴛʜᴇ sᴋʏ ℳᴜsᴛ ʟᴇᴀʀɴ ᴛᴏ sᴀʏ ɢᴏᴏᴅʙʏᴇ ᴛᴏ ᴛʜᴇ sᴛᴀʀs. ❞ Being the over confident and sarcastic being that he is, Damian Wayne got himself into too much trouble already Not like that has anything to do with his nightly activities... As a punishment he is sent to study with, how he tends to call them, stupid people ••••••••••• tw: death, cursing, torture, blood & abuse formerly: the assassin and the princess book one of the eusebeia series disclaimer: i don't own percy jackson or dc all rights belong to rick riordan and malcolm w.n. i only own the plot and oc's currently under heavy editing !! a damone fanfiction cover by @-DeeIsDead- [31/10/2020] -[_/_/_] 🥇 1st place in the rose awards (2023) 🥉 3rd place in the ogtrioawards (2023) 🥉 3rd in the platinum awards "best blurb" (2023) #1 mist #1 wonderwoman #1 triton #2 dc #2 superheroes #2 godsofolympus #3 demigods #3 jason todd

Harry gets his magical inheritance as a Necromancer on his 16th birthday, the first in centuries. Unsure of his future or even who to trust after the Light shuns him, Harry turns to the Dark, the only other side that can assist him in seeking his revenge. However, it's all just temporary. It's just an alliance until his goals are met and then that's it. Just temporary...right? Slight Dumbledore and some Order member bashing. Sane Voldemort but Horcruxes do exist. A Harry/Voldemort but incredibly slow-burn. Not really graphic in deaths at least not yet. If that changes the rating will change. NOT MINE it belongs to TC_Hand

Crossover between Twilight and Harry Potter Henrietta "Harri" Lilith Potter-Black has finally finished the war and vanquished Voldemort. Now she wants to go to muggle high-school for her last year instead of repeating 7th year at Hogwarts. Where else to go besides Forks, Washing to one of the Black Family estates. Following her are her "brothers" closest in age Draco Malfoy and Neville Longbottom. Most thought Hermione and Ron were closed too her but her sibling bond with the other two was hidden to keep them safe. Once in Forks, the bloody Potter luck strikes again, not only is she juggling being the Lady to multiple houses but she's the unknown mate to Major Jasper Whitlock Hale and the imprint of Jacob Black. Two men who absolutely hate what the other is. And all while raising her godson Edward "Teddy" Lupin-Black. What could go wrong?? Who else will the pack imprint on?? All characters and story lines belong to J.K. Rowling and Stephane Myers's. This will not follow the original work's completely as I will be changing some characters personalities and deaths. Only the storyline and OC a character belong to me.

Reborn Lila Rossi x Luka Couffaine

Everyone knows the story of Jason Todd-Robin, runaway, one of Gotham's greatest tragedies. But this time, the tragedy never happens. On his search for his birth mother, Jason stumbles across something impossible: a girl leaping straight through a mirror as if it were water. And the curious, reckless Robin in him doesn't hesitate. He follows. What he finds is Wonderland. A world where no one blames him for things he never did. A world without hunger, without fear, without the crushing weight of Gotham's expectations. A world where every day feels like freedom. And a girl named Alice. Instead of dying at the Joker's hands, Jason grows up beside her-two misfits finding belonging in a place that makes no sense but somehow feels like home. Childhood friends. Partners in chaos. Two hearts shaped by a world that bends reality around them. But Wonderland can't hold him forever. When Jason finally decides to return to Gotham, he discovers the city believes he vanished years ago-lost, missing, maybe dead. And he isn't coming back alone. Alice steps through the mirror with him. Now Jason must face a Gotham that moved on without him, a family that mourned him, and a girl who has never known a world that wasn't Wonderland. As the city collides with the impossible, Jason is forced to confront the question he's avoided his whole life: Is he the boy Gotham lost... or the one Wonderland saved?

Hazel potter. The girl-who-lived turned the woman-who-conquered. People would think that being famous, hazel had everything. Some would even think she was spoiled. After all, she defeated voldemort twice. Sadly, that is far from the truth. Hazel potter, the girl who was abused. Hazel potter, the girl who was raised like a pig for slaugther. Finally, Hazel potter, the girl who was betrayed, who was used. Hazel regrets not seeing this earlier, because maybe if she did, it would hurt less. She knew from the start that she was hated by the dursleys. So she hated them too. Than, there was them. People she loved and cared for, people she thought returned those feelings... but they didn't. The people she would do anything for, didn't care about her. Thay cared about her fame, her money and whatever they could get by being her friends. Hazel potter, the girl who was nothing but a pawn. But hazel had enough. She wasn't going to let anyone control her anymore. No one to dictate her fate. No more acting like a puppet to be controlled. Hazel Potter-Black, the girl who was going to turn the wizarding world upside down. But she couldn't do this alone, and not now. So it was no surprise to anyone, what her answer was to the deity. To death. "Take me back."

In the heart of the Grand Seraphina Theatre, usher Isabelle displayed extraordinary courage, guiding countless souls to safety as fire engulfed the building. Her selfless actions came at the ultimate cost, yet her final thoughts were not for herself, but for the well-being of those she had saved. Offered any reward by a mysterious gentleman for her unparalleled sacrifice, Isabelle initially claimed no desires. However, the gentleman insisted such profound selflessness could not go unacknowledged. Reluctantly, Isabelle finally voiced a longing: to experience the magic of the Harry Potter world. With a nod and a knowing smile, her wish was granted. But Isabelle had one crucial condition: to step into this beloved realm not as a child, but as a young adult in the intriguing and dangerous era of Tom Riddle. Thrown into a world brimming with both wonder and peril, Isabelle's past heroism may just be the key to navigating the complexities of a time on the brink of darkness.

When Sheldon, Howard, Raj, Penny, Bernadette, and Amy head up to Apartment 4A for what's supposed to be a normal evening of takeout and gaming, they walk straight into a real-life plot twist. Just as they reach the landing, the elevator doors open - and out steps an unfamiliar woman, laughing softly as she says goodbye to Leonard. Before anyone can process what they're seeing, she leans in and plants a quick, affectionate kiss on his cheek. Then she walks away, leaving behind a stunned hallway and six people frozen mid-step. Howard's eyebrows shoot up. Raj gasps. Penny's mouth drops open. Sheldon mutters something about "statistical improbability of spontaneous romantic entanglement." Leonard, caught red-handed with a goofy smile and lipstick mark, suddenly realizes his quiet neighborly friendship has become very public knowledge. Now everyone wants answers - Who is she? How long has this been going on? And more importantly... how did Leonard manage to keep a secret romance under Sheldon's radar? As gossip spreads faster than Wi-Fi, Leonard must navigate the group's relentless curiosity, Sheldon's baffled investigation, and his own growing feelings for the mysterious woman next door. Sometimes love isn't theoretical - it's just inconveniently observable.

Amara Potter dies expecting darkness. Instead, she wakes in silk sheets, beneath a Regency ceiling, in the glittering chaos of Bridgerton's second season. Reborn as Lady Amara Gryffindor-niece to Queen Charlotte and heiress to a powerful Scottish dukedom-she is sent to London with one command: marry well. Marry wisely. Strengthen the Crown. But Amara remembers everything. She knows the rules of the ton. She knows how quickly scandal destroys. And she knows the Viscount is never meant to be hers. Anthony Bridgerton intends to marry without love. He seeks a diamond-perfect, accomplished, untouchable. A woman who will never disturb his carefully controlled heart. Amara is none of those things. She is sharp where society expects softness. Defiant where it demands obedience. And her impossible green eyes linger in his thoughts long after he looks away. What begins as irritation becomes fascination. Fascination becomes hunger. Anthony watches her across ballrooms. Follows her laughter through gardens. Stands too close beneath the excuse of courtesy. Each accidental touch feels deliberate. Each glance burns longer than it should. He tells himself it is strategy. He knows it is weakness. Amara understands the danger. If she changes the course of the season, she could unravel the future itself. If she chooses Anthony, she risks scandal-hers, his, perhaps even the Queen's favor. The Queen is watching. The ton is whispering. Lady Whistledown is waiting. One stolen glance. One reckless dance. One unguarded moment in the garden. That is all it will take. Because in a world where reputation is everything and love is a liability- Falling for the Viscount may be the greatest scandal of all. 💚