When Mary Poppins' granddaughter settles in 1960s Derry, she uses her magic umbrella and bottomless carpetbag to babysit, waitress... and quietly wage war against the thing in the drains. But Pennywise takes one sniff of her storm-laced power and decides she's his new favorite obsession. Caught between protecting "her" kids and bargaining with the monster beneath the town, she's forced into a twisted game of rules, teeth, and a bond that feels far too much like being devoured. !!!This fic is intended for 18+ readers only and may contain mature themes, explicit content, and adult situations. Please read at your own discretion!!!

Five years after the Cullens left Forks, Paul Lahote is twenty-three, angry, and famous. He should be on top of the world-frontman of Of Saints and Sins, a metalcore band tearing through the U.S. tour circuit with his brothers Jared, Quil, and Embry. Packed-out venues, sweaty pits, screaming fans. Whiskey, hotel rooms, girls he never remembers in the morning. But fame doesn't silence the ghosts. Paul still drinks to drown the things he can't forget: the blood, the war, and the vision of his own death that never left his bones. His friends think he's just hotheaded. The truth is darker. When their tour manager finally quits mid-run, sick of Paul's temper and self-destruction, the label sends in someone new. Mira Carver. Southern-born. Red hair, blue eyes, accent sharp enough to cut. She's witty, stubborn, motherly in ways the boys don't know they need-and completely unprepared for the chaos of babysitting four wolves disguised as rockstars. The second Paul sees her, the world shifts. The imprint slams into him like a breakdown riff-inescapable, undeniable. But fate isn't a song he can scream his way through. The harder he tries to resist her, the more she gets under his skin. Three months on the road. Sweltering Southern nights, the smell of whiskey and sweat clinging to the air. Motel rooms. Afterparties. Crowds roaring his name. And Mira-too close, too good, too much of a miracle for a man who thinks he's already damned. She's sin wrapped in salvation. And Paul Lahote was never good at resisting either. Southern Gothic grit meets the sweaty chaos of the metalcore scene in this Twilight continuation. For fans of fated love, broken boys, and stories that taste like whiskey, cigarette smoke, and blood-red stage lights. Warning: slow burn #1- Jared Cameron 9/24/25 #1-metalcore 9/24/25 #4- Appalachia 9/24/25 #1- Jasper Hale 9/29/25

some flames never meant to be lit still burn the longest. Rowan Carter isn't looking for forever. A nursing student from Seattle, she's just trying to survive her last semester of clinicals, pay rent on time, and avoid the kind of heartache she's seen hollow out the women in her family. Volunteering at the La Push community clinic was supposed to be simple-until a bonfire on the beach, two beers too many, and a beautiful boy named Sam Uley shifted something she didn't mean to feel. It was supposed to be casual. Uncomplicated. Quiet. Except Sam is already in a long-term relationship. One he never mentions. And two months later, Sam disappears-only to return changed, colder, sharper, eyes burning like something wild. When he sees her again, something in him snaps. Imprint. That's what they call it. Destiny, bonded souls, all that mythic, suffocating magic. But Rowan doesn't want fate. She wants the truth. Now caught between a love she didn't ask for, a betrayal she didn't cause, and a secret world she was never meant to see, Rowan has to decide: walk away, or burn in it. Tension-heavy. Elemental. Dangerous. A story about guilt, grief, and the slow, painful way we choose one another. This is not the imprint story you've read before. #1 vampiresandwerewolves 7/31/25 #4 jacobblack 7/30/25 #1 samuley 7/1/25

Hestia del Rosario is a powerful noblewoman born from proud house of the Rosario Marchiony. She is known for tormenting her own daughter for the simple reason of... not being born a boy. In the original story, she died a brutal death at the hands of her husband: the Duke himself. Her daughter? Left to rot in the woods... until the female lead finds her and raises her as her own. I was just your ordinary about to be transmigrated girl before I died. But then i suddenly woke up and became the abusive, spoiled, and "evil mother" who died in chapter three! Getting poisoned by my husband? No way! Letting my daughter be taken away by a kind-hearted commoner? Well it can't be helped! She is the Female Lead, who can resist such charm?! But dying again? Absolutely not! "Your grace please don't hurt me" "Your grace I'm sorry, I won't do it again!" "Mommy...?" "Mom, where are you going?" "Mom, please don't leave me here with Dad. I want to go with you!" If I want to survive in this story, I have to rewrite the role I've been given before the main plot catches up to me. All I need to do is not abuse my daughter, do not blackmail the Duke because of my family's fame and connections, not be evil, and maybe, just maybe, I'll avoid my death. ...Hopefully. "Who says that we're getting divorced?" "We don't even love each other! I want to get married to a man that I love!" "Then love me, can't you do that?" First the child doesn't need the Female Lead, now my husband is clinging onto me? Date started: August 3, 2025 Date Finished: August 27, 2026 🏆 Rank 12 at Fantasy-Romance

Julianne Cress is a foster kid, one that always jumped from home to home, so she's an expert in keeping under the radar and being unnoticed. At her school, Midtown Hall of Science and Technology, she's just a typical lonely nerd with only her best friends Bo and Tsuki to keep her afloat. At her internship at Wayne Enterprises, she keeps her head down low and does her work seamlessly, disappearing before she could get any attention for it. Even though she's the most brilliant student and intern in Gotham City, Julianne still has to keep her public image down along with her status so nobody suspects anything. Because after school , she's one of Gotham's most elusive yet most adored young vigilantes, one that even Batman can't catch. And the last thing that Julianne wants is to blow her cover. But all of that changes after a mishap in the internship, and suddenly her life is a thousand times different. She somehow ends up being the top intern in the whole company and suddenly is being mentored by THE Bruce Wayne, who has taken a big liking to her, and all of a sudden, she's living in the Wayne Manor after her CPS Agent took her out of her abusive foster home. But Julianne knows she won't be able to keep up the charade for long, because she's in a house with the world's greatest detectives. But she can sure damn well try, because her vigilante life also decided to blow itself up, leaving her tangled in the restraints from her past. ****************************************** BEST RANKINGS SO FAR :) #1 in Gotham #1 in Batfamily #1 in Batsis #1 in Damianwayne #1 in dickgraysonxoc

Marina Jackson is Percy's baby sister, two months old, and fully aware she's in her favorite story. She remembers dying, remembers canon, and can't do anything about it - so she watches. Tags: 1. In #percyjackson

Regina Scamander is a kind, clever, and remarkably calm witch. She is the beloved granddaughter of the famed Magizoologist, Newt Scamander, with whom she shares an exceptionally close bond and an almost identical, gentle personality. Like her ancestor, Regina is quickly sorted into Hufflepuff, embracing the house's values of loyalty and dedication. Unknown to Regina, she carries a secret more ancient and powerful than her Scamander heritage Regina's life takes an unexpected turn when she finds herself drawn into the orbit of a notorious group of Slytherin boys: the intense and guarded Mattheo Riddle, the proud Draco Malfoy, the charming Lorenzo Berkshire, the smooth Blaise Zabini, and the quiet, observant Theodore Nott. Despite their house rivalry and their reputation for arrogance and coldness, the Slytherin group develops an instant and powerful soft spot for the kind-hearted Hufflepuff. Her unwavering gentleness, sharp wit, and inherited ability to see past their defenses-much like her grandfather's-pierce the hardened shells of these boys. They become her protectors, her confidantes, and perhaps her only true group of friends, each expressing their affection in a unique way. As the years pass, the dynamics deepen. While all the boys cherish her, the affection of one, or perhaps more, of the Slytherins will blossom into a complex, intense, and forbidden love, forcing Regina and the boys to confront their loyalties, their pasts and futures, and the true nature of their feelings amidst the looming revelation of her powerful bloodline. Book 1/4 #1 hogwarts (April 12, 2026) #1 lorenzoberkshire (jan 05, 2026) #1 theodorenott (jan 16, 2026) #1 hufflepuff (April 12, 2026) #2 slytherin (jan 08, 2026) #1 dracomalfoy (feb 23, 2026) #1 blaisezabini (jan 13, 2026) #3 fanfiction (feb 28, 2026) #1 Slytherinboys (jan 22, 2026) #2 mattheoriddle (jan 31, 2026) #1 scamander (april 25, 2026) #2 harrypotter (feb 23, 2026)

Valeria Jackson has survived more than most people do in a lifetime. Two wars. Countless losses. A childhood traded for survival. With the world finally safe, she leaves behind everything she's ever known-the battlefields, the heartbreak, the ghosts that refuse to stay buried. Seeking something she's never truly had, Valeria disappears into Gotham, a city as bruised and restless as she is. It's not kind, it's not safe, but it's far from the people and memories that haunt her steps. But some battles never really end... they just follow you home. In a city built on crime, masks, and broken heroes, Valeria must decide who she wants to be: the girl shaped by war, or the woman strong enough to outlive it. Eventual Jason Todd x OC Disclaimer: All rights to anything outside of Valeria go to DC and Rick Riordan Not Edited Yet I have so many ideas I'm trying to get them all written down before I forget! I will edit it once the story is completed

Jasper Hale was born to blood and war. He had worn the uniform of the Union, carried the weight of slaughter across centuries, and buried himself in the Cullens' false salvation. But guilt is a brand deeper than any scar, and when he nearly lost himself in Bella Swan's blood, Jasper knew he couldn't stay. He fled north, into the cold. Into exile. Into Montana. Elkhorn Ranch was meant to be penance. A place where the days were carved out of ice and bone, where silence pressed down heavier than the snow. He came there as a ghost, another drifter with calloused hands and eyes too old to meet. But fate had already marked him. Wyatt Rose Uley was branded long before Jasper laid eyes on her. Born in La Push, she had carried the weight of an absent father, a brother who turned into something monstrous after she ran, and a mother who had nothing left to give. Wyatt carved her own way out-eighteen years old, a duffel bag and a sharp tongue, rodeo summers and brutal winters that kept her alive. She was fire and grit. He was ash and ruin. And when they met, the world shifted. What began as barbs in the frozen dark bled into something more dangerous: a hunger that burned hotter than the firewood in the bunkhouse stove. He called her Rosebud when she spat curses at him. She called him pretty boy when she should have called him predator. They bickered, they laughed, and somewhere between, they bled into each other. He thought he had come to Montana to disappear. She thought she had come to Montana to survive. But Alice Cullen had already seen it-the long winter nights, the stars stretched like scars across the sky, the moment Jasper Hale would meet the woman who would undo him. Some bonds are forged in blood. Some loves are carved out of ruin. And some fires brand you forever. This is Branded. A Southern Gothic tale of ghosts, cowboys, and a love too sharp to let go.

She grew up invisible, her love for fashion dismissed while her siblings were praised. Stories and magic became her escape. She survived. She succeeded. And her own blood killed her for it. Death gives her a second chance- reborn as Petunia Evans, before the bitterness, before the fall. This time, she won't beg for love. She won't make herself smaller. She'll be softer with herself. Sharper with the world. And never invisible again. Just to be clear, I do not support J.K R*wling at all. She could rot in tartarus for all I care. What I do support though is that our king Dobby made the books but that bitch stole them and changed them with her wickedness.