Everyday Credence Barebone stood on the crowded streets of New York. Everyday he handed out leaflets on the horrors of the witches, just as he was told to. And everyday he waited for the smile of the girl with the peculiar flowers. Credence did not know who she was, where she was going, or why, without fail, she met his gaze each morning with her soft brown eyes, and granted him a smile that made him feel much more than any beating from his "mother" ever could. Credence lived for that smile, and she lived to give it.

Tukiko's been sent to Ouran Academy. Will her gothic style fit in this sophisticated world? I DON'T OWN OURAN HIGH SCHOOL HOST CLUB.

Sarelle is an ordinary 9 year old girl in 1910. However, one night she becomes an involuntary time traveller. She can't decide where she goes or when she leaves. How will her encounters with the Cullens effect their lives? ***I do NOT own this story. It is my best friend's story and I got it off fanfiction.net. Her user name is Deepcrimson91. I am just simply posting it on here so other people can enjoy it. Again, I do NOT own any material in this story. All rights go to their rightful owner(s).***

Ray's messed up. In all ways possible. But she has a reason to be, right? No place to go. No shoulder to cry on. No family. No pack. Nothing. But she's mainly the cause of those problems. She's the one who did it. The one who..killed them all. Yeah, I know, crazy, right? It's true. She killed them all off. With her own hands. Well, I should say paws and razor sharp teeth. The animal side got the best of her. The next thing she knew, they were dead before her eyes. She figures if she turns to drugs and drinking, it'll make her feel okay. She goes to far, one day, Ray gets too careless. She crosses the boundary. The forbidden one, meaning, 'Don't come near this place unless you want to die' And right before she's about to get killed off, something happens. Something beyond weird. She sees him. The ruthless Alpha of them all, or King of The Douches, as she prefers to call him. And somehow, they connect at first sight. No, it wasn't love, but it surely isn't hate like they wish it would be. Let's just say, fate bit them in the ass.