It's the beginning of the 20th Century. Max Mayfield and Jane Hopper, two young girls living in extreme poverty, find comfort in each other's company. After years of psychological trauma they're on the streets, relying on the population's generosity to keep them alive. One night, close to giving up, an old wealthy man takes them in and promises them shelter. But would they be safe, or was the man not all he was made up to be? Will he be their saviour, or will their fate finally catch up to them? An Elmax Story Contains mature themes Updates every Saturday Started: 13/02/25 Finished:

Before witches and curses and fighting zombie killers, Deena Johnson was just another Shadysider who had a crush on the cheerleader with the pretty eyes because just as much as she hated cliches, Samantha Fraser just happened to be the biggest exception.

Max has had a hard life, there's no doubt in that. She's experienced everything a girl her age couldn't even imagine of experiencing. But what happens when she finally finds a group of people whom she just might be able to trust? OR Mike had everything he ever wanted, a decent family, amazing friends. But how will he handle things when his mother decides to adopt a certain red head. Read intro for more details. (First book in the series)

She spots a girl who is definitely not Max on the side of the road, surrounded by the walking dead. She could keep going, she doesn't have to help this stranger. But she stops. She supposes in Max's absence she needs someone to protect. Robin is on the hunt for Max her half sibling. When she stumbles upon a fiery brunette in search of her brother. While zombies slowly devour the world Robin and Nancy have to fight to survive. In the process falling for each other. [Set in modern day, Robin and Nancy are around 20, Max and the younger kids are around 17-18] Kinda made Robin jealous and angry purely because I'd love to see a jealous angry Robin in a zombie apocalypse. Anyway ronance <3 Trigger warning: mentions of death and gore and homophobia. Word count: 22,957

Lena Luthor and her teenage daughter, Kate Luthor, have to move to New York after Lena's mother and brother went crazy and almost toppled the copy. Lena steps up as CEO and Kate starts her life in a new school. But both of them meet someone that will change their lives forever.

What if Kate was kidnapped when she was 10 years old the day of her dad's funeral. What if kate was taken by the red room but was used for something more than becoming a black widow. This is a what if fic based on the au that I have going on. Bishova Everyone lives!! And if you don't like it then don't read it! I DONT OWN MARVEL EVERY CHARACTER IN THIS BOOK BELONGS TO MARVEL

Follows the story of Kate Bishop and Yelena Belova. The strongest heroes of the universe are dead and only few remain. In this new world the people who are left will have to rise or fall. (Brought over from AO3)

Yelena Belova is a second year residency transfer to a major hospital in NYC. During her first day she meets a frequent flyer patient and her life will never be quite the same. Or A fun/fluffy/angsty/smutty story where we have Kate and Yelena but we also get the sibling storylines Marvel robbed us of!

Kate kisses the most popular girl in school at a party, and wants nothing more than to do it again. KateLena college AU.

The Nevermore courtyard was eerily silent, frost clinging to the edges of Enid's pastel sweater as she clutched the torn edges of a letter. The ink had bled from rain-Wednesday's precise, razor-sharp script now smudged into ghosts of words. "By the time you read this, I'll be across the continent." Enid's claws unsheathed, puncturing the paper. She could still smell the faint trace of Wednesday's bergamot and gunpowder scent on it. Flashback: Three nights prior. Wednesday had pinned her against the velvet drapes of their dorm, fingers tangled in Enid's gold-streaked hair. "Listen to me, cara mia," she'd hissed, breath hot against Enid's throat. "If they come for me, you run. You live." Enid had laughed, sharp and broken. "You're such a hypocrite. You'd burn the world for me but won't let me-" Wednesday silenced her with a kiss that tasted like blood and desperation. Present. Enid's phone buzzed-a new message from an unknown number. A single lyric from that song they'd slow-danced to in the crypts: "Baby, I would die for you, yeah." The werewolf bared her fangs at the full moon. "Oh, mon petit cauchemar," she whispered to the wind. "You idiot. I'm coming to die with you." - Note: This collection contains adult themes, including smutty encounters, angsty emotions and tender moments. Recommended for mature readers only.