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Welcome to my very groovy, very cool, very hot Playlist book! It is I, the totally awesome, totally hot, Sun god, Apollo! I have teamed up with the awesome senate of A_Demigod_Community to make this book... because how could you have good music taste without my guidance? Easy, you couldn't! Everybody clap your hands for these grooving Riordanverse playlists! This book is never complete and is constantly being updated. So, check it out and see if we have your favorite songs that remind you of the Riordanverse! Apollo's Groovy Music: Playlists and Fine Beats: Ready to listen to some demigod tunes? Well, you better get there because Riordanverse themed playlists are frequently added for you to listen too! We love your support so fill out Apollo's Music Suggestion form anytime- located on our sidebar.

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

Oliver was perfectly fine secretly working for S.h.i.e.l.d under Fury's direct orders but then Fury tells him some news that's going to change his whole life and it's going to mean he has to live with his father and find his soulmate's... Will Oliver ever forgive his father? Will Oliver let his mates in? You will have to read to find out! ● I only own Oliver and the plot line, everything else belings to the rightful owner of mavel ● ● All the pictures i use are off pinterest ●

Harry didn't expect his fourteenth birthday to be very different from his last few. But he was wrong. Boy, was he wrong. (harry potter x harem fic) (this ship is so slowburn it is physically painful) cross-posted on ao3.

Waking up at 12 Grimmauld Place wouldn't have been something concerning except for a few things. 1. Harry had fallen asleep in the Eighth years' dormitory. 2. He wasn't even in the right bedroom at Grimmauld Place. 3. Sirius Black was standing right in front of him, looking very much alive. #2 in Wolfstar 12/30/20 #1 in timetravel 1/7/21 #1 in harrypotter 1/27/22 ~Drarry~ Cover made by @Wuismyrealname

With Sally and Paul missing, Percy learns that he has a mortal uncle. Tony Stark was not expecting to find that he had a nephew; nor that said nephew was a terrorist, according to SHIELD. What side is he to choose, his work- with the Avengers(with SHIELD), or this boy- his chance at having a family? Likewise, the Avengers are also surprised. Percy is keeping secrets, and they don't know if they can trust him. Is he dangerous? Or could he become part of their ragtag family? Perhaps both? How will Percy handle all the things that are getting thrown at him? Will he manage to stay himself through it all? ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Current word count is 122,856(as of chapter 55) ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Most Impressive Ranking: #1 in percyjackson September 28th, 2019 #1 in thor June 5th, 2019 #1 in avengers June 9th, 2019 #1 in crossover August 10th, 2019 #1 in nicodiangelo August 24th, 2019 ~~~~~excerpts~~~~~ "Brother, what if the other gods learn of this?" "They will fear him. They will fear him in a way that only cowards can fear someone weaker than them." ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ "Okay. So, what are you gonna do?" "You will just have to wait and see, little cousin." She says. "You are really tall for a girl, but I'm still taller." I reply. "I'm older." "You were a tree!" "Still older." "You stopped aging just before you turned 16. I'm seventeen." I argue. "And I haven't had my years messed with." "If I hadn't had my years messed with, I'd be twenty-one." She smirks. "If we go by dates, then Nico is the oldest." I comment. She stops walking for a minute. "No. No, he's little. He's little cousin." "Then so are you." I smirk. She glares at me. "Agree to disagree, Kelp head. C'mon, we've got stuff to do." ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ I do not own the characters, they belong to Marvel and Rick Riordan. Cover is made by @ShipCanons However, the plot this fanfic takes is TOTALLY mine and I'm proud. Chapters average at just over 2,000 words each.

Their mission...Their dreams...Their lives...are not over yet. [THIRD Book of the "Stealth and Track" Series, following "Foresight and Scope"] The age-old mystery of Athena and Fern's origins is finally revealed... Echo is reunited with an old Flame... Bridges are burned. Threads are woven. Stars collide. Choices are determined. Love is driven. *I OWN Fern, Athena Quinn, and Dr. Sybil Lovick* **I do NOT own the Canon Characters of Star Wars**

The scenes that didn't make it into the 2 books, and the ones that followed after. So basically any idea that comes up into my head and has a meaningful message that I want to send or just some self-indulgent shite that you might enjoy. A lot of fluff, angst and a little bit of spice ;) Be sure to read the other two books first, because SPOILERS!

The hall was empty and dark, a mist laying over the ground like a veil. The temple felt like a beating heart of something maleficent and fierce, swallowing everything it could touch whole. She could feel his hatred growing stronger with each step she took. It was a weight that pressed down on her, forcing the air from her lungs and making it hard to breathe. She was drowning in his fury, feeling herself slip away from reality with each passing second. That was what it was. Pure madness, echoing through the halls and intensifying a hundredfold each moment. Feet stopped dead in their tracks, eyes closed and focussing on the force. Through it she felt his eyes, his dark, maleficent eyes focussed on her through the shadows. He shifted through the mists, the ripples in the air reaching her and spiking her senses. Lyanna opened her eyes, focussing on the dark figure that was hiding in the darkness. "Show yourself." She could see nothing but two yellow orbs, like the eyes of a predator, prowling through the mist. To say he frightened her would be an understatement. "The doctor." He chuckled, the mad sound echoing through the halls and sending chills up her spine. Her hand instinctively went out to her lightsaber, her thumb pressing against the button and her eyes trained on his figure. "I was hoping for Kenobi." His voice was low and threatening. Maul stepped out of the shadows, his eyes glaring at her from afar as he ignited his double-bladed lightsaber at his side. The red casted eery shadows on his dark face, his yellow orbs flaring with pure hatred as he snarled. "Why are you here?"