No one really spoke about the youngest Mikaelson. He was no longer alive and have been dead for Centuries,before the originals were even created. Some may have even said he was the reason vampires have come to be but they would be wrong. He was an innocent boy who broke one rule that started a chain reaction yet he was still a Mikaelson. For some reason mother nature had made it her mission to bring back this boy who died so young. who never got to grow old and find love. He became mother natures last hope in bringing peace within the mikaelson family for they became what they are because they lost him him in the first place Notes: this wont make sense if you haven't seen the Originals or vampire dairies. This is a we-write so some things may be different from the last book I do not own this story, it is a fan-fiction of the show

'I'm a thousand years old! You can't kill me!' 'No, but we can change you!' 'What?' 'You can't be a fox and a wolf!' Scott appeared behind the Nogitsune, grabbing him by the arm and sinking his fangs into it, the sound of tearing flesh echoing through Stiles's ears. Teen Wolf Characters belong to Jeff Davis, I only own the plot and my own Original Characters

After the Hale fire, Savannah had always been Derek's responsibility - the one piece of family he refused to lose again. When word reached him that hunters were starting to close in on Beacon Hills once more, Derek made the decision to send Savannah away before things escalated. He didn't trust Beacon Hills to keep her safe, and he didn't trust Savannah's stubborn streak to keep her out of danger if she stayed by his side. So, quietly, he arranged for her to live with old family friends who had settled in Washington years ago. Derek never explained the full details - only that these friends owed the Hales a debt and could provide her with protection and normalcy. Savannah hated the idea of being "shipped off" like some fragile secret, but Derek's fear was written in his eyes. He'd already lost too much, and she couldn't argue with the raw desperation in his voice when he said: "I can't lose you too." When Savannah arrived in Washington, the quiet coastal town of Forks felt almost suffocating with how ordinary it seemed. But La Push was different - the pull of the forest, the ocean, and the subtle thrumming of something alive in the air set her on edge. She didn't realize right away that she'd been dropped into the middle of another supernatural battleground. It didn't take long for the Quileute pack to notice her - the way her scent lingered, not quite vampire but not entirely human either. Suspicion sparked. Curiosity grew. And then one look from Paul Lahote shattered everything, binding her to him before either of them understood what had just happened.

"I don't follow my head. That's your job." "I guess it's a good things you've got your instincts then." ¥¥¥ Scott McCall has a half-brother, one that he never told anyone about, not even his best friend, since the other boy was born from an affair their father had during his prolonged issue with alcoholism. In fact, Scott had never planned on telling anyone about his half-sibling. However, when the first key to the deadpool is broken, and there's two McCall's, he's forced to confess. It's convenient timing he supposes since Malachi McCall makes his appearance in town mere minutes later, sporting a look no one in the pack has ever seen before along with an odd and abrupt attachment toward his brother's best friend. [stiles stilinski x male!oc] [season 4 - season 6] Started: 01/17/26 Finished:

❛To care is to heal and be healed, and you are an open wound that never stops bleeding.❜ ( UNDERGOING EDITING - previously published chapters will be reposted one at a time as a revamp & some rewriting commences ) ⠀⠀⠀⠀ Thorn Dillon-Holman has done his time in the dark--he looks now to the stars, silently wondering when it will be his turn to burn vast and bright instead of continuing to fizzle out. Then suddenly, as if to test him or play a very cruel trick upon the town, on a cold November night of 1983, the universe answers. Around the same time a young Will Byers goes missing, Thorn's radio starts speaking to him in static frequencies--frequencies that begin to morph and talk and growl. ⠀⠀⠀⠀Whatever evil pollutes the water in Hawkins doesn't just begin and end with Will, for a great and terrible power finds Thorn when and where he least expects it--in darkness, when all other lights go out. ⠀⠀⠀⠀[ extended summary inside ] ⠀⠀⠀⠀stranger things | season one ⠀⠀⠀⠀nancy wheeler x male oc ⠀⠀⠀⠀CONDUIT series, book one ⠀⠀⠀⠀olivia martin © 2016 (original ⠀⠀⠀⠀version) & 2023 (rewrite) ⠀⠀⠀⠀( cover by me / @iydiamartin )

In the middle of the Mikaelson Ball, a blinding flash of magic rips through the room. Before anyone can react, the Mikaelsons and the entire Mystic Falls gang are kidnapped and thrown into an unknown dimension. A single screen lights up. A voice echoes: "Sit. Watch. This is the future you create... this is Legacies." Now trapped together, enemies and allies must watch the life of Hope Mikaelson, the rise of the tribrid, and a future none of them are ready for.

𝙳𝚊𝚕𝚒𝚊𝚑 𝚆𝚊𝚢𝚗𝚎 𝙰𝚕 𝙶𝚑𝚞𝚕 𝚠𝚊𝚜 𝚊 𝚙𝚞𝚣𝚣𝚕𝚎 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚗𝚘 𝚘𝚗𝚎 𝚋𝚘𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚛𝚎𝚍 𝚝𝚘 𝚜𝚘𝚕𝚟𝚎. 𝙷𝚎𝚛 𝚏𝚊𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝚒𝚐𝚗𝚘𝚛𝚎𝚍 𝚑𝚎𝚛, 𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝚋𝚛𝚘𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚛𝚜 𝚑𝚊𝚝𝚎𝚍 𝚑𝚎𝚛, 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝚝𝚎𝚊𝚖 𝚠𝚊𝚜 𝚜𝚌𝚊𝚛𝚎𝚍 𝚘𝚏 𝚑𝚎𝚛. 𝚆𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚍𝚘𝚎𝚜 𝚘𝚗𝚎 𝚍𝚘 𝚒𝚗 𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚜𝚒𝚝𝚞𝚊𝚝𝚒𝚘𝚗? 𝚂𝚑𝚎 𝚛𝚞𝚗𝚜 𝚊𝚠𝚊𝚢 𝚝𝚘 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚘𝚗𝚕𝚢 𝚜𝚊𝚟𝚎 𝚑𝚊𝚟𝚎𝚗 𝚜𝚑𝚎'𝚜 𝚎𝚟𝚎𝚛 𝚔𝚗𝚘𝚠𝚗. 𝚆𝚑𝚎𝚛𝚎 𝚙𝚎𝚘𝚙𝚕𝚎 𝚞𝚗𝚍𝚎𝚛𝚜𝚝𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚑𝚎𝚛. 𝚂𝚘 𝚠𝚑𝚎𝚗 𝚊𝚕𝚕 𝚘𝚏 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚜𝚞𝚙𝚎𝚛𝚑𝚎𝚛𝚘𝚜 𝚘𝚏 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚠𝚘𝚛𝚕𝚍 𝚊𝚛𝚎 𝚝𝚛𝚊𝚗𝚜𝚙𝚘𝚛𝚝𝚎𝚍 𝚒𝚗𝚝𝚘 𝚊 𝚛𝚘𝚘𝚖 𝚝𝚘 𝚜𝚎𝚎 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚙𝚊𝚜𝚝 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚏𝚞𝚝𝚞𝚛𝚎 𝚘𝚏 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚖𝚒𝚜𝚜𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚛𝚘𝚋𝚒𝚗, 𝚠𝚒𝚕𝚕 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚢 𝚋𝚎 𝚊𝚋𝚕𝚎 𝚝𝚘 𝚖𝚊𝚔𝚎 𝚊𝚖𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚍𝚜? 𝙰𝚏𝚝𝚎𝚛 𝚊𝚕𝚕, 𝚜𝚑𝚎 𝚗𝚎𝚟𝚎𝚛 𝚠𝚊𝚜 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚙𝚎𝚛𝚜𝚘𝚗 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚢 𝚊𝚕𝚕 𝚝𝚑𝚘𝚞𝚐𝚑𝚝 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚢 𝚔𝚗𝚎𝚠. ᶠᵉᵐ! ᴰᵃᵐⁱᵃⁿ ᵂᵃʸⁿᵉ ˣ ᴾᵉʳᶜʸ ᴶᵃᶜᵏˢᵒⁿ

Asher Winchester has always lived in the shadow of monsters, angels, and an ending he never chose. When Heaven and Hell turn him into leverage, Sam and Dean hide him in Beacon Hills under a borrowed name and a fragile promise of normalcy. Beacon Hills isn't normal. Caught between a new life, old secrets, and a sharp-tongued boy named Stiles Stilinski who sees far too much, Asher learns that hiding doesn't stop the fight. It just changes the battlefield. And that some people are impossible to walk away from.

The practice room was louder than usual, not because of music, but because nobody knew what to say. Eight pairs of shoes were lined up by the wall. A ninth pair stood slightly apart. "She'll be training with you from today," the manager said, voice clipped, professional. "Be respectful." The girl bowed - too deeply, too quickly. No one clapped. Not because they were rude. But because Stray Kids had been eight for four years, and nothing that arrived this late ever came without consequences. This is a Stray Kids fanfic, She's the ninth member of Stray Kids. She might be a member, but does she share their bond.

Tommy is an angel, a prince of the Heavens above. Not like the angels that come from legends and folktales. No, these angels are arrogant and cocky, finding far too much pleasure in deciding who deserves a miracle. Instead of listening to his mother and doing his duties, Tommy finds pleasure in disrupting the humans' pathetic little lives. To him, humans are the problem in the world. But what happens when he hears the soft melody of a guitar? What happens when he discovers what it means to actually be part of a family?