Pokemon as humans in a normal everyday school life. Study bug Glaceon is interested in nothing but reading, drawing, studying and singing to herself when she's upset. On the other hand, the popular Umbrean is only attracted to fun, skipping classes, graffiti and trying to I. Tease his running speed. One day, he bumps into Glaceon, knocking all her books out of her hands. She grows a hatred for him while Umbreon feels the exact opposite. He loves her. Doesn't tell her, but he does. He stands up for her even though she's strong enough to take care of herself, but he only wants to prove his love for her. She starts to take and interest in him but still pretends to hate him. That's when an unwanted figure appears. Sylveon? But WHY though? What will happen to Umbreon and Glaceon's relationship now once SHE gets involved?

Max and the gang has escaped the clutches of the school once more. With two new members; Kevin and Rex. The flock sets off to find themselves a safe haven where they will never be found. However the school is always up to something and they're raising an army like nothing that has ever been seen before. Can the flock get through one of their most difficult battles yet all while keeping together. New love triangles will form, trust will be lost, lives will be taken. This is the Lost Book to the Maximum Ride series. Lost by the bounds of time and history can we deal with the secrets that lay in store?

When Turtle Dawson’s 14 year-old brother returns after being dead for two years, he brings with him fond memories of the old days, and a chance at redemption for the entire family. But there's something different about A.D., something dark and sinister, and if Turtle continues to do as A.D. tells him, he could wind up in a world of hurt, or worse, he could wind up dead.

How's about a day with me, Aqua Kombat, in my house. Try putting yourself in my shoes. ... And you say YOUR life's hard? Ha! Sure. Just see what I mean.... XD

Lucy was only nine years old when she slaughtered not only her nightmarish parents, but incidentally her entire village in a blood thirsty rampage. Only just a child, she didn't know how to handle this new power that comes with being a diclonius, nor exactly what she is; so she ran away. On the brink of death, she finds herself in the care of the Leaf Village's Hokage, who eventually adopts her and raises her as his own daughter. Unaware of her previous crimes, he welcomed her into the village with open arms. Lucy when asked about her past, faked amnesia, but lives with the regret of murdering many innocent people when she was just a child, hiding the indication of her lack of humanity underneath hats and ribbons. Lucille lives inside her, the blood thirsty personality every disclonious has and suppresses her as much as possible. Lucille acts as a threat to her daily life, wanting nothing but pain and suffering for all humans. Now at the age of seventeen, Lucy is a newly graduated genin and anxious to begin her new life to discover her ninja way. With her friends, Naruto, Sasuke (and unfortunately Sakura); Lucy soon realizes that her past wasn't as easy to forget as she thought it would be. She begins to fear that if she doesn't find a way to control Lucille, she will end up either killing one of the those she loves or giving out her secret that's been hidden for eight years! A/N: This is a crossover fan fiction between the anime Elfen Lied and Naruto! I am only using the diclonius idea and putting it in the Naruto anime. And one other thing; I did start this story when I was about thirteen (I am currently seventeen) and the first few chapters are a tad messy and some of the grammar is sketchy, but I promise it does get a lot better in the later chapters. I've decided to change her age repeatedly throughout writing this book and have finally decided on seventeen. Update: Currently, working on editing. Your patience is appreciated.

***FRIGHT FEST 2016 GOLD WINNER*** "There are two kinds of people who sit around thinking about how to kill other people: psychopaths and mystery writers." -Richard Castle "Don't make promises you can't keep, Mr. Parker." "Yeah, but those are the best kind." -"The Amazing Spider-Man" (2012) Heaven and Hell aren't above or below Earth. If you want to find them, you should be looking sideways. Teenage angel Alex Snow has a very weird life - his twin brother Gabe is a demon, he has few friends, he doesn't get out much, his tastes in pop culture are quirky at best...and one of his classmates has just been horribly murdered. Soon, more dead bodies start to pop up in town, and Alex and Gabe discover that the killer is someone to whom they are inextricably connected, despite having never met. (First in the Red Rain Series. Cover designed by @Whisperingwater.) Reader Reviews: "Technically sound, brilliant quality, full of intelligence with a dash of dark humour and a touch of science fiction." -Finn Arlett "It's escapist and I enjoyed every minute of reading it." -Gavin Hetherington "This captivated and intrigued me in many different ways...I personally haven't read anything similar to it." @kirrencee "You're a spinner, Ricky. A kick-butt weaver of tales with twists that only a non-novice could compose. Mad kudos..." -Michelle E. Hayes "I just sat on my bed for 2 hours straight in the night reading Red Rain until I finished it!!...It's so addictive." @Phoenix39736 "Amazing book! Can't wait to read the rest." @SarahJayneBrown

**I started this when I was 11. It's in the process of being edited** Avery Collins never knew her older brother was in a gang. That was until they moved back home. She now goes to a new school and catches the eye of Austin Gray the leader of the gang her older brother taught. He's dangerous, charming and attractive, but he's a player and his priorities seem everywhere else but on a girl. Avery tries to stay away from him but Austin wants her and only her.

*AVAILABLE ON AMAZON* The first in the ROUGE series ... Hunter Harrison is no superhero. She doesn't wear a cape, or a lycra suit, or prance around dark alleyways looking for punk-ass kids to torment. But Hunter has a power; the power to control fire. And it is one nasty flame brewing in her soul. In the midst of her senior year, uncovering the truth about her parent's death and how she came to inherit such abilities, and falling in love with a nerdy activist from her school, Hunter finds herself in a battle with a supernatural flame that reacts to her every emotion. Anger, fear, even passion arouse the flame within and Hunter fights to keep her identity secret whilst also protecting those she loves. But being a hero is easier said than done, especially when tragedy strikes and Hunter is forced to make a choice; let the fire take control and seek revenge for her loss, or walk away. But mercy is a bitch, especially when there's a fire boiling inside her hotter than the darkest pits of hell. Cover by Renu Sharma | www.thedarkrayne.com

*This story is an unedited first draft. Fifteen-year-old Wendy Darling is trying hard to stay positive. But when another tragic event causes her more turmoil, she begins to isolate herself from everything she once knew. Lonely and depressed, Wendy seeks solace in a dream world that offers her the excitement and freedom she craves. She meets a handsome boy who introduces her to adventures she is unable to experience during her waking hours. When morning returns, Wendy discovers it is difficult to shake how vivid the dream was and how alive it had made her feel. Soon, she finds herself dreaming about the mysterious boy every night. But when her fantasies become frighteningly real, Wendy begins to question her beliefs...and her sanity. Notice: This document is not authorized for upload or use with artificial intelligence systems or platforms. Any attempt to upload, analyze, or process this content using AI technology is strictly prohibited.

Do you know anyone with a crippling, morbid fear of flying? Well, you do now. I have a theory: An event one spring day in the town cemetery at the dawn of my existence had everything to do with planting a stark view of life and death which led, eventually, to a profound mistrust of infernal contraptions that carried you up into the sky. Because of that profound mistrust, vast portions of my prime were spent (and misspent) on long journeys aboard trains. A trip that would have been a blip in time by plane was an entirely different deal on the train—days and nights, not hours. Veritable miniature eternities. This led to encounters, adventures, dilemmas and situations that could only happen on a train—and not merely because of the train’s comparative slowness, but because train people are an entirely different breed of human from airplane people (or bus people, for that matter, and that’s another story). Trains are so....well....so existential. This stark view of life and death, which also had plenty to do with me lobbying my mother (in vain) to get busy on building a fallout shelter in our basement, had some stiff opposition. To be an American child in the 50s was to open one’s innocent eyes on the post-WW2 decade, an era jumping with progress,plenitude, dazzling crazed optimism and fun. Nightmare glimpses of atrocities from that big bad war we missed by the skin of our teeth bobbed to the surface occasionally, sobering us and reminding us of our aberrant good luck, and in my case, whispering that innocence was but a thin, thin membrane, that this world I’d been born into was a seething, infinitely complicated place, and I’d better pay attention. But let’s have some fun! Here we go, with Bad Boys. What’s rock ‘n’ roll but the shot heard ‘round the world?