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."

"𝐈 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐛𝐞𝐧𝐞𝐯𝐨𝐥𝐞𝐧𝐭 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐠𝐨𝐨𝐝; 𝐦𝐢𝐬𝐞𝐫𝐲 𝐦𝐚𝐝𝐞 𝐦𝐞 𝐚 𝐟𝐢𝐞𝐧𝐝. 𝐌𝐚𝐤𝐞 𝐦𝐞 𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐩𝐲, 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐈 𝐬𝐡𝐚𝐥𝐥 𝐚𝐠𝐚𝐢𝐧 𝐛𝐞 𝐯𝐢𝐫𝐭𝐮𝐨𝐮𝐬." "Haven't I given enough? Must I sacrifice myself upon the altar of man's pride and shed my blood for someone else's war?" A story in which a villain decides to fight on the side of the angels, for once. . . . ~(AU)ish

Born with the name Kordelia but after the slaying of her family she went by the name Ryker. A blood thirsty woman with ancient warrior blood running savagely through her veins walked middle earth with the knowing she was the last of her kind and a duty that could cost the lives of many.

"I'm guessing you're here to try and recruit me? Again?" I ask him patiently. I believe this is the fifth-time Nick Fury has come calling. Each and every time I have turned him down, but eventually he comes back and proposes the same thing. "No, I'm here to see if you'd like some girl scout cookies. The Samoa's are selling really well this year." Nick sasses while giving me his signature glare. I smirk. He's a sarcastic jerk, but he is funny. "Oh, well in that case..." I start and trail off, knowing it'll make him even more frustrated. He huffs and my smirk grows. "Why do you want me so bad?" I ask, honestly wanting to know. I watch Nick as he sighs deeply and clasps his hands in front of him. "Your skill set is equal to the best that we have. You would be an invaluable part of the team." He explains, but he knows that isn't what I mean. We stare at each other for a moment before he sighs again. "Your history only makes you more of an impressive subject." He continues and I groan. "The point is that you would help put an end to what happened to you, on a global scale." He says. "Think about it, Shifter." Nick drops a folder on the concrete and starts to walk back to the exit of the roof. I flip through the folder lazily, barely skimming the papers, but I know all of the names already. Once I've gone through most of it I stop and toss it in the dust behind me. Reading it was useless. I wasn't made to be any sort of hero. I DO NOT OWN THE AVENGERS. ONLY THE CHARACTERS AND THE SITUATIONS I CREATE.

Top Rankings for Devon Blue: # 1 in Music # 2 in truelove # 2 in healing # 3 in mentalhealth I used to think us twins could feel each other's pain and that if something ever went wrong we would come to the rescue because that was our job. That's how we would play when we were younger. Twin telepathy maybe. Now I'm sure it didn't work that way because surely, he would have felt my pain the day I tried to kill myself. But he didn't. Were we even twins? Devon Blue grew up in sunny L.A. with her twin brother Chase. Once the new boy, Ryan Housley, moved next door her world was turned upside down facing relentless bullying, betrayal, and heart-wrenching consequences. After a cruel prank by her twin Chase and his friend Ryan, she leaves after spinning into a dark abyss until she jumps and her family sends her to a rehabilitation center in London. Three years later Devon Blue returns with healed wounds and a heart on the mend. However, her transformation both physically and characteristically is totally unexpected with her small suburbia L.A. town and the kids she grew up with especially her brother Chase. Can she heal the old wounds of her past?