"What the hell?" I took a step closer to the mirror, staring at my reflection in disbelief. The person looking back was still me, but at the same time it wasn't. I had the same thick, dark, curly hair. The same hazel eyes. The same olive skin with a light dusting of freckles (ugh) scattered across the bridge of my nose. But my curls were now streaked with highlights. And not the subtle, golden-brown ones that sometimes appeared during the summer. No, these were an aggressive, dazzling blond that went from the roots of my hair all the way to the tips. It looked like I had spent a full day getting my hair done in some upscale salon. Never mind that I had never set foot in such a place since the day I was born. My eyes appeared somehow wider and more luminous. The colour brighter, my eyelashes darker up against them. And, when I looked closely, my pupils seemed to be slitted almost like a cat. I looked down at my body. My skinny arms-which had always refused to gain any definition no matter how hard I exercised-were lined with flat, wiry muscles. My bony shoulders were now curved and smooth. My scrawny legs were toned like a dancer. I reached down and lifted my shirt, revealing two subtle lines running vertically down my perfectly flat stomach, hinting at the rock-hard abs underneath. My whole body was rippling with strength. Like liquid steel.

okay so this story is about a person named Sam who is sent an egg from an anonymous person who guides him through raising Julia the human dragon hope you guys read it every part counts please read what I say before and after the story love yah guys and hope you love my book BTW this story was inspired by pepperpaws's ice dragon story please follow and read her books they are truly awesome and my story is about and ice dragon but the stories are really diferent

[sequel to the wattpad award winning book, minecraft: a novel] All was lost. All was taken. But don't worry. We can get it back again. [second book in the minecraft trilogy]

The Dragonfly Chronicles (Book 1) Zach leads an amazing life, but one day he stumbles upon his childhood drawing come to life, a winged cat that looks as though it stepped in mud, but when things drastically change, and his father is out to kill him and he's stuck in what might be the worst war in ages, Everyone is hiding secrets, even unconscious ones, Zach might just discover a powerful secret about himself A secret someone wanted him to discover (THIS IS NOT A WARRIORS FANFIC, STOP LABELING IT AS ONE)

A Victorious crossover with Rick Riordan's "Percy Jackson and the Olympians" series. - Tori and her friends were just ordinary teens with amazing performing talents. But what happens when they all turn out to be demigods? What happens when they have to move to Camp Half-Blood? Old enemies will rise and romance will stir. Will our favorite new demigods survive? (Victorious - Jori AU) (Victorious and Percy Jackson/PJO Crossover) (Demigod AU) [DISCONTINUED] - [UPDATE AS OF 07/26/2017: Please disregard any past mistakes and errors in this story. Also, please excuse the poor attempt of a book cover. Nothing will be corrected in the future. This was first published in 2013 and my writing was not as strong and thorough as it is currently (FYI: This is written in the first person - 1st POV - so I deeply apologize. #MistakesWereMade). Much of the plot and characters were out-of-character (OOC) and under-developed, but the idea was great in hindsight. I apologize in advance for this poor work. Thank you for your patience and understanding. Enjoy my raw and early writing, if you decide to continue reading.]

The Elder Dragons are an old race, as old as the magic that permeates this world. They are the oldest of races and in the times of fire and lava at the formation of this world, they were there, and they developed hard scales, harder than diamond, and wings to fly above the fire and death in the burning world below. Then the fire went and the lava cooled, and the Earth was still. And the Elders remained. The ice spread from the north, coating the Earth in frost, and the Elders developed fire as a way to remind themselves of their beginnings and keep warm on the merciless ice. Then, as the seasons of the earth changed and the humans came from the trees and built on the land, the Elders developed their ability to change into these new creatures and back into their true selves at will. Some split off at this point, becoming dumber and cruder, and lost the title of Elder. As the humans became smarter and were able to wield the magic of this world, the Darkest of all, the darkness without a name, came unto this world, and the Elders met their match. In the first time in millennia the Elder Dragons were afraid. They were driven to near extinction, until they retreated from this earth, and flew away, lost, leaving their cousins, the dragons, behind. But one remains. She doesn't know the secrets of her race, the secrets of the world she finds herself in. All she knows is that she is different. -------------------------------------------------- Harry Potter based fanfic introducing a new character (her POV) from book 3 and seeing where it takes the story. Incomplete. Sporadic updates (sorry) Bit of humor, bit of drama, no romance so far. Thanks for reading this :)

Note: This is a story written in 2013. The newer edited version can be found on the home page soon. The last of her kind is isolated in the coldest places on Earth. With her Grandfather as her only really close family she moves to New York as he becomes weak. But New York is much different and her other family is also different. What could go wrong?

16 year old Rebecca lives on her dad's huge farm, when a wild horse comes in, Rebecca finds a connection with the mare. Can Rebecca tame her or will she always be wild?

Percy is running for his life. Percy is losing his mind. Percy is despised now. Percy isn't Percy anymore. --------------- Monster. That's what they call him now. A monster. Everything is upside down. The tables have turned. Right is wrong and wrong is right. And surprise, surprise it all started when the gods screwed him over. One wrong decision, one wrong move, and one empty vial. Everything went down hill that day. The day Perseus Jackson, son of Poseidon and hero of Olympus, died.

The prologue says it all.