The visions. It was they that told us about our future. They said that we were the true rulers of the world, the spreaders of light, the guardians of the righteous path. The visions gave us signs of a bright new world, one united under a single banner of light. All those who opposed us suffered and here we stand on the top, watching over the world. We thought it would last forever, but we thought wrong. The visions once again spoke to us and gave us insight, but not to glory or power. They spoke of a terrible fate. An enemy from beyond the realm, one that wishes to destroy us all, one that threatens to bring about the end of the light and usher an age of darkness. As its guardians, we could not allow that. And so we decided to strike. Our armies and our mages gather at the great rift that connects our world. No one knew what we would find. Treasures? Rich land? Savage beasts? There was only one way to find out. A/N: The story starts out pretty quick and I know people will say this is a "military p*rn" but that's only the beginning. I really do have much more planned for this book so I can make a true 'war of the worlds' type of deal. So stick around and enjoy

I went into this job thinking it was just another bug hunt, some Scientist dude who got careless with his vials and spawned nothing more than some blood thirsty flesh craving fruit fly or a huge snake. I thought it would be in, kill the monster, get paid and then go be my normal lazy self while I waited for the next job to come up. I assumed it was nothing to twist myself over. I was wrong. Dead. Wrong

14 year old Seth Allen is an aspiring Supercar builder in Winona Mississippi. Along with his friends, DJ, Josh, Jack and Tristan, they run one of the states most renowned performance shops, Draconian Customs. Seth and his friends have the lofty aspiration of seeing one of their cars on the 128 Miles Of Road America and it looks like the dream will come true when a team from Delton Motorsports commissions them for a 1967 Pontiac GTO Hardtop for the 128 mile endurance race. Then, invited to the Camaro versus Mustang Class R3 Rivals Shootout, they are invited to an event they never expected. The Dream Match Invitationals.

After an UNSC fleet fell prey to an ancient Forerunner scheme, a lone Spartan is left stranded in a world that he doesn't understand. He gets himself inadvertently bonded to a dragon, marking him as a pawn in a new conflict. He must fight for his life and overcome his own nature to gain allies in a world where nothing makes sense. But war always catches on, burning all it touches. Episode 1: Inserted into Alagaesia, Running from the Empire, The Varden, Battle of Farthen Dur, The Shade's master, A New Leader for the Varden, Travelling to Du Weldenvarden. I believe that seeing more than 60 parts in a story makes the readers (or at least me as a reader) feel uncomfortable so I'm dividing in different Episodes: At the Beors, At Du Weldenvarden, The Beggining of the Invasion, New Allies, etc. I'm trying to keep the word count per chapter at 2000 but I can't always divide the chapters smoothly so there may be some parts with 3000 to 7000 words. I suggest to read each chapter entirely to get a better grasp of the plot. Also, there are some scenes of bloodshed and fight, YOU HAVE BEEN WARNED. There may be some scenes not for children but not until, at least, chapter 35, Episode 3 or 4. Updates once or twice a week. Also gramatical correction of the already posted chapters. Tell me how long would you like each chapter, in a comment please. Also, Read, Vote, Comment and Share with other people (RVCS). I don't own this story, it belongs to "Masterdude21" at www.fanfiction.net . I'm just correcting grammar, spelling, lexical and syntax errors to make it more readable. Cover made by 4maram (me).

Carl is a light grey wolf who likes to wear his tuxedo, everywhere. After he was sent to a special school by his parents who abused him for 11 years, they died in Hobart. So he was stuck with a 1 year old at the age of 11, and 9 million dollars to use from his parents will, but what happens when a fox wants to interact?