Alina va replonger dans le monde des Shadowhunters à cause de sa meilleure amie Clary. Elle retrouvera son père, et elle fera la rencontre de sa sœur Siera, une sœur qu'elle n'a jamais connue. Elle tombera sous le charme d'Isabelle Lightwood une Shadowhunter, vraiment canon. En même temps qui ne peut pas tombée sous son charme ? Peut-être que ces sentiments seront réciproque. Enfin c'est ce qu'elle espère... Alina Foster×Izzy Lightwood ⚠️Pas de plagiat svp⚠️

For a moment, life seemed decent: nationals with your team on the horizon, an acceptance letter to your ideal college clutched in your hand, and the promise that soon, you and Jackie Taylor wouldn't have to hide anymore. Then the wilderness shattered it all. The plane tumbling from the sky wasn't just a crash - it was the universe rewriting your story. And Jackie. God, Jackie. Her body frozen beneath the snow after words you can never take back, after a fight that ended with her walking away. Her death lives inside you now, a cold weight that never thaws. Each breath feels stolen from her lungs. But there's Shauna, understanding your grief in ways no one else could. She becomes your gravity when you might otherwise float away into darkness. Her hand in yours, a silent pact between survivors. Two broken pieces holding each other together in this splintered world where nothing makes sense anymore. (please review warnings before reading)

"Welcome to your new life." --- "Uh... Y/N," Jayce finally said, the name slipping from his lips with a hint of hesitation. "How about that? Y/N." She repeated the name softly, testing it on her tongue. "Y/N. I like it." --- Y/N tilted her head, her curiosity undeterred. "Your hands are warm. Why?" She ran her metallic fingers over Caitlyn's palm, the contrast between warm skin and cool metal oddly fitting in the strange dynamic they'd developed. Caitlyn sighed, her lips twitching into a small smile. "Because I'm human, Y/N. You know that." "I know," Y/N replied, her voice soft. She leaned against Caitlyn, her head resting lightly on her shoulder. "I just like how it feels. Warm and... alive." --- Y/N's smile grew even wider, and she looked at Caitlyn with a spark of determination in her eyes. "One day," she said confidently, "I'll feel everything. Like you." For a moment, the room fell silent, the weight of her words settling over them. Caitlyn squeezed Y/N's hand lightly before releasing it, her lips curving into a small, encouraging smile. "One day," Caitlyn echoed softly.

oh, the things we invent when we are scared and want to be rescued. shauna shipman x fem!oc all seasons cover by @aaronhtchnrs ©nellcrains 2023.

Nothing. That's all you remember of your past. That's all you know about yourself, and hell, that's probably all that you will ever be in the future. Or so you thought. Unfortunately, life has an annoying habit of putting those around it in for a wild ride, one that you cannot hope to fathom. So, in order to become a bright, brilliant something, you will have to weave your own destiny and forge your own unique path with your bare hands. But will you be able to get rid of the void in your heart and the cage you've built around yourself? ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Tw; Character deaths, mentions of violence, etc.

[Ninjago x F!Reader] [6k - 20k worded chapters] Your life was as normal as someone could ask for, despite the fact that you could see dead people in your dreams. You always met with them and helped them pass their souls onto the after life, wishing them a happy time. Either that or you sent them to be reincarnated, all depending on what they chose. Your life was as normal as someone could ask for, despite the fact that your childhood best friend was a Ninja. He was always out and about and barely had time to visit you anymore, but he always made sure to send you letters. He always made sure you were safe at night by protecting the city you lived in, even if it meant he had to stay far away from you unwillingly. Your life was as normal as someone could ask for, despite the fact that you had inherited Elemental Powers from someone in your family. Your life was as normal as someone could ask for, despite the fact that your best friends Master had cleverly tricked you into joining his group of Ninja's. Your life was as normal as someone could ask for, despite the fact that your heart twisted and turned every time you met eyes with your new friends. You wish your life was as normal as someone could ask for, as you hated the cold feeling that rushed through you after you realized your doomed fate.

I've always preferred Cain. His angry loneliness, his lack of mother's love, his Christian sarcasm: ❛Am I my brother's keeper?❜ asks his brother's murderer. Aren't we indeed the keepers of our dead? Yellowjackets ✴︎ Lottie Matthews & Shauna Shipman. [BOOK TWO in the 𝗦𝗣𝗜𝗥𝗔𝗟 ꩜ 𝗖𝗛𝗥𝗢𝗡𝗜𝗖𝗟𝗘𝗦]