Dr. Grace Mercy has never struggled with focus. Not through early graduation, not in med school, not while training as a military officer. Discipline built her. Routine defined her. There was always a next step. Until now. Back in Philadelphia for her sister's first year of college, Grace is trying to relearn something she was never trained for-being a civilian. Normal life feels unfamiliar, too quiet, too unstructured. So when a position opens at a trauma center in Pittsburgh, she takes it. Not to run, but to adjust. To find a rhythm that comes with orders. She expects long hours, chaos, and control. What she doesn't expect... is someone who understands her without explanation. Someone just as sharp, maybe just as guarded-and somehow, the one thing that pulls her off balance. For the first time, Dr. Grace Mercy isn't sure if losing focus is a weakness... or the start of something she never planned for... let's hope they welcome the new Attending with open arms.

You, Katrina Sparks, are a paramedic. Your cool demeanor, accurate assessments and unorthodox treatments catch Robby's attention first then Jack's. It doesn't hurt that you're stunning. But they can't be distracted by you when they have been not so patiently waiting for their third soulmate. The name that's been scrawled across Robby's ribs and Jack's thigh forever. But damn are you tempting. This fic depicts a three-way soulmate bond between two males and one female. If this will bother you do not read. This story features a named reader. You are still you, you just have the name I gave you. I do not even pretend this is close to medically accurate. complete at 60k

Inside, everything narrowed. Pressure. Gauze. Hands. Bleeding. IVs. BP still low. He was fighting to stay conscious, and Aspen crouched down close enough for him to hear her over the noise. "You're going to be fine. Just stay with me, Agent." He blinked. "Hotchner. Aaron Hotchner." She nodded, already halfway through a mental checklist. "Nice to meet you, Agent Hotchner. Try not to die before we get your name in the chart." or Dr. Aspen Wynter is a trauma surgeon and Agent Aaron Hotchner happens to be involved in many traumas.

You managed to escape being killed by Imperial soldiers when you were young, and have been hiding on Bracca for the last five and a half years, working up ranks to being captain of a transportation ship, hauling and selling downed imperial ship parts as part of the Scrapper Guild. A perfect cover in your eyes to travel and evade the Empire, to hide your identity. During one delivery, you are attacked by The Mantis and your long-lost, childhood friend Cal is with them. *All J:FO characters belong to their rightful creators :) Current Word Count: 65,000+ Highest Rankings #1 jedifallenorder

In a world still trembling from war and ruled by legacy, one girl slips between the cracks of history to change everything. Lyra Druella Black - the last free heir of the House of Black - was hidden, erased, forgotten. Born in shadow. Raised in silence. But as the world prepares for another war shaped by two men-Voldemort and Dumbledore-Lyra forges a third path: her own. While the wizarding world chooses sides, Lyra chooses family. She rescues Draco from indoctrination, claims Harry as her kin through Sirius' hidden will, restores her broken aunts, and dares to bring even Bellatrix back from madness. As she uncovers Dumbledore's buried crimes and topples Voldemort's dark empire from the inside, Lyra doesn't seek a throne-she builds a home. Rewriting bloodlines, rebuilding legacies, and refusing to be used by anyone, Lyra Black will not be another sacrifice. Because Black blood does not break. It rebuilds.

WARNING: UNDER REWRITING AND HEAVY EDITING Read at your own risk! Life started off complicated for young Eleanor Ross after being born to a muggle mother while showing her magical capabilities at an early age. Growing up in a household where her mother fears her, Eleanor mostly finds herself isolated from the outside world as her mother intends on keeping Eleanor's abilities a secret. However, Eleanor finds relief after she turns eleven years old when a letter arrives in the post and a woman comes knocking on her door to reveal that Eleanor is a witch. While things do not necessarily become easier for the mother and daughter, Eleanor finally finds a place where she can fit in at none other than Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. A few years later, Eleanor is caught up the middle of the pranking chaos that is brought on by none other than Fred and George Weasley. No student or professor is deemed safe as the twins have dedicated their fifth year to pranking everyone in the castle. So far, it's been a piece of cake until they attempt to prank Eleanor, the unsuspecting Hufflepuff. At first, they are convinced that it was a simple miscalculation but as the prank, after prank fails, something is up. Fred finds his curiosity piqued when he witnesses one of the pranks literally bounce off the girl and becomes more than determined to figure out how Eleanor is dodging their mischievous ways. He wants to figure out her ways, but he and George have to get out of detention first. 𝐁𝐎𝐎𝐊 𝐎𝐍𝐄 𝐖𝐀𝐓𝐓𝐘 𝐖𝐈𝐍𝐍𝐄𝐑 𝟐𝟎𝟏𝟔

"I'm not made for this life, I can't live the way I'm not supposed to." [mature themes throughout] disclaimer - this does not follow any specific timeline in the MCU, everyone is alive unless stated!!

Julia had the perfect life full of light and colour until the day tragedy struck. Geralt was stuck, and could not escape his confines. How will these two unlikely characters help each other find purpose, hope and peace within? This story is now completed and being edited would appreciate any comments if you see something that needs correction :) Edit completed 26/9/2020 If you see any errors grammatical ect after this date please let me know :) Thank you and enjoy. #3 in purpose 11/10/20 #1 in Witcher 23/9/2020 - 5/10/2020 #84 in Monsters 06/10/2020 #234 in Hope 06/10/2020

"𝐒𝐜𝐫𝐞𝐰 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐦𝐲 𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐝 𝐨𝐧𝐞 𝐦𝐨𝐫𝐞 𝐭𝐢𝐦𝐞 𝐌𝐚𝐱𝐢𝐦𝐨𝐟𝐟 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐈'𝐦 𝐬𝐞𝐧𝐝𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐦𝐲 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐚𝐩𝐲 𝐛𝐢𝐥𝐥!" 𝐎𝐩𝐡𝐞𝐥𝐢𝐚 𝐲𝐞𝐥𝐥𝐞𝐝, 𝐰𝐚𝐯𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐟𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐞𝐫 𝐚𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐧𝐨𝐧𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐥𝐚𝐧𝐭 𝐒𝐨𝐤𝐨𝐯𝐢𝐚𝐧. "𝐀𝐟𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐥𝐨𝐨𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐢𝐧𝐭𝐨 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐝 𝐈 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐤 𝐈 𝐧𝐞𝐞𝐝 𝐢𝐭 𝐦𝐨𝐫𝐞." Ophelia Delacour is a hot-headed fun-loving thrill seeker who's just as explosive as her powers. Just imagine the kind of chaos she'll cause. Wanda Maximoff x fem!oc girl x girl Avengers - Endgame @amarydarcy

*FROM MY OLD ACCOUNT* It started the day the sky was painted with red. Whether it was from that cursed red iron, or the blood of falling fey, Yuna did not know. What she did know, however, was that the tumbling stone and wood from the buildings surrounding her were mere seconds away from crushing her. Not a fate she had imagined for herself, and she certainly never imagined a man with hair and wings like snow to swoop in and rescue her. The events of that fateful day of war and marriage catapult Yuna into a world so unlike her own; a world of the Moors, a world of becoming Queen Aurora's right hand woman, and a world where a certain Tundra Fae and herself bridge the gap between their kinds. Just what had Yuna gotten herself into? ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ "It is truly by the most divine blessing," Udo's voice was soft, his slender fingers gently cradling Yuna's face. The Tundra Fae's eyes glistened with unshed tears as he stared into Yuna's dark eyes, smiling warmly at her. Yuna's mouth was agape as she stared up at the man, who stared down at her like she were some precious jewel, or a star shining in a dark night sky. A warmth spread throughout her chest, and she felt stray tears begin to streak down her cheeks. She did not trust her voice to speak. Udo chuckled, brushing them away with his thumbs. He placed his forehead onto Yuna's, conscious of his long white horns, and closed his eyes. "It is truly by the most divine blessing, that our of all the stars and cosmos, the fates led me to you."