Unrealistic Fanfiction ~ Vampires Rebecca Woods thinks that love, lust, and romance don't exist. Or, at the very least, they don't keep the same company. So when she literally bumped into a handsome guy in the middle of a parking lot, she was extremely confused about the feelings stirring inside. So were those around the man on a mission, feeling the change in him the moment their eyes met. Both determined to prove their theories of a lack of love, they'll try to push each other away and futilely ignore what the universe is telling them. Of course, it is the universe, and what the universe says, goes. ~~~~~ My body acted on its own accord now. At a painfully slow pace, I stood up from my desk and walked around it. I took the coffee from his hand, placing the cup down on a far corner of the desk before grabbing his wrist and dragging him further into my office. Just the feeling of his wrist under my finger sent a thrill through me. I slammed shut my office door then did what any sane person would do: I hugged him. And he let me. ~~~~~ "He's not a fucking blood-sucking leech like the ones you hang out with. Just because you made that mistake doesn't mean I have." #2 colbybrock 4th March 2021 This book will be very long, just to warn all you beautiful readers. There is a Part II you can find on my profile following on from chapter 200 (Sorry for the inconvenience). 369k words in total

Max Verstappen is a World Champion. Isabelle Leclerc is invisible. She watched her family give up everything for Charles' career-Arthur's karting, their father's savings, even her childhood horse. She understood. She never asked for more. But Max does. He notices the things no one else does, listens when no one else will, and puts her first in ways she never imagined. With him, she isn't an afterthought-she's a choice. And for the first time, she realizes she doesn't have to be invisible.

When an archeology student accidently gets added in a groupchat full of f1 drivers. Or When Charles Leclerc falls for the stranger in the groupchat social media & irl (Updates every day or every other day)

Book 2 of the 'Demigod in Gotham' Series When Nico moved to Gotham, all he wanted was to do good. He never asked to be adopted by Bruce Wayne. He never asked for Slade to come after him. He never asked to die. And more than anything else, he never asked to be revived. ---------- "I excused what you did with Slade, but you cannot continue to break rules and put yourself at risk-" Nico laughed. "Excused? You excused it?" Nightwing approached the table, probably knowing where this was going. "Demo-" The demigod ignored his brother. "Slade wanted to sell my people as slaves. Not only did he deserve to die, but he needed to." Bruce stood up, his hands on the table. "Slade's death was not your call and I respected that-" "No, you were forced to accept it because you couldn't stop me. You wanted me to spare him, just like every single one of your sons have up until that point, but how did that work out? When did Slade ever face justice for all the things he had done after they spared him? He deserved to die for everything he had done!" "It is not our place-" "Then thank f*ck that it actually was my place to do what you never could!" Bruce clenched his jaw. They stared at each other for a long moment before Bruce finally said, "We fight for justice, not vengeance. If you allow yourself to sink down to that place, you may never come back. It will kill you if you keep on fighting to avenge things that have not even happened yet" Nico stared at his father, the rage that had been boiling underneath his skin every second since he had woken up back in November began to break through the surface. He took off his domino mask and tossed it onto the table, making sure that Bruce had to look at his eyes-- the ones that no longer resembled the fourteen year old that Bruce had once asked to join his family. "Good thing I already died then." --------- daily updates @ 12:15 am EST (starting April 8th )

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

Persephone 'Percy' Jackson has never been one to sit still, especially not at a desk, for hours a day, most days a year. After her thinning patience snaps, an inconvenient robbery and a well timed appearance from Bludhaven's hero, Nightwing, starts Percy on an exciting new journey. Now she's got a whole new set of problems, like managing her ruined sleep schedule and getting blood out of Kevlar. And who's that cop that keeps popping up everywhere? A Percy Jackson x Dick Grayson Story (also on ao3 and fanfic.net)

Skylar Richardson is a 15 year old child of Apollo. She's survived the Battle of the Labyrinth, the War of Manhattan, the Siege of Camp Half Blood, and living in Gotham. But when her little brother got a scholarship to Gotham Academy and befriended Jon Kent and a reluctant Damian Wayne, her life got even weirder. Why are the Waynes always injured? On the other hand, why are the Kent boys *never* injured. And was that a new prophecy about the Mist breaking? For Apollo's sake. Can't we just get a break? (Now Complete!)

9 years ago, was the time Jason last saw Percy and her mother. The day he was taken from his family. Jason always wondered what happened to his sister until one day 9 years of disappearance unfolds before their eyes and Percy is reunited with her brother. Percy's different, and Jason needs to find out what happened to his dear sister in the 9 years of disappearance in order to have any chance of saving their relationship.

Fem! Percy x Tim Drake Persephone Jackson or better known as Percy was done with the whole being a "savior of Olympus" so she decides to leave and go to the most crime ridden city in the area. Gotham. One day she just wants a coffee and just so happens to come across a pretty great guy. They hit it off and the rest is history. Find out what happens when a seaweed brain meets a bat.

❝ i have only ever been good at one thing anger anger is all i have been good at ❞ hermes x oc pre-lightning thief © Imaginebooks