"Maybe it's time we stopped trying to stay away from each other," I said, surprising myself with my confidence. A tiny smirk of a smile skittered across his top lip, and before he could say anything in response, I stood on my tiptoes and crushed my lips to his. ****************************** Spock is a Vulcan, he abhors all emotional responses. Alex is completely different, and everything Spock doesn't want. She's crude, messy, unorganised and has a laugh like a drunken hyena. Spock dislikes her from the offset, but as they get closer together, can the two of them prove that opposites really do attract? Rated for swearing (SERIOUSLY I SWEAR A LOT IN MY WRITING BE W A R N Ed) and a few sexual situations (one of the chapters nearer the end is for 18+ only, you'll know when you get to it) ************************* A Slow-Burn Spock OC romance with oodles of sass and tension, read the first chapter and see what you think... Reveiws (from ff.net) 'This is so adorable, I genuinely had to stop reading a few times to fangirl. Please continue soon, this was amazing to read and I aspire to be as good a writer as you. Also everyone should read this, it's cracking.' 'I don't usually review but I feel this fanfic deserves it as it captures the characters amazingly, the writing is witty and spectacular, the story is awesome and I am always left wanting more, thank you for providing this fanfic, it's amazing. Also I look forward to more sass between Spock and Birchwood.'

"When Mary does become Queen, I know for a fact that she will not make England great like she so claims she will easily do, but instead she will be digging the hole for England to fall." Kate Woodville is a loyal friend to Elizabeth Tudor and has been for many years, but she starts to struggle as she watches England being turned upside down as Mary Tudor takes the throne. She stands by Elizabeth's side as she is pushed into her sisters evil game. Caught in the turmoil of Tudor England Kate must find a way to crawl out alive as the competitive game for the throne becomes a game of life and death.

#1 enough #1 notenough #3 in lifelessons #15 relatable "They say you regret the things you didn't do more than the things you did do in life," I whisper, glad that I can still form a coherent sentence with him so abnormally close to me. I would barely have to extend my arm halfway to touch him. I become painstakingly aware of every movement, watching his dark eyelashes flutter with every blink. He moves impossibly closer, eyes still concentrated on my lips. I swallow anxiously, forgetting how to breathe. "Well thank fuck for that," he mutters, before a hand against the back of my neck pulls us together. --- Never put effort into anything, I told myself. It will never help you. It will never beat those around you. You will never be competition for those geniuses. You will never be wanted by anyone in your life because there's always someone better than you. You will never amount to anything. You will never be good enough. I will never be good enough. And then I met Slater. Began: 2nd September 2016 Completed: 9th April 2018 (+585 days)

By the age of five the people of Berk had found you and taken you in and accepted you as one of their own. You are friends with pretty much everyone there AND you have your own NIGHT FURY. But you have been living on Berk for 14 years and no one knows why you were abandoned. No one knows about the so called dragon mark you were born with. You are now nineteen years old and you are struggling to hold back the power you hold and you become a threat to the village. But can a certain someone help you or will you put his life in danger too? Key: (Y/N) -Your Name (D/N) - Dragon Name This is my first ever proper story so I really hope you enjoy it and if you have any ideas on where you want it to go, feel free to comment.