For 7-year-old Edogawa Conan, separating into Kudo Shinichi and himself seemed impossible, but there they were, standing on the Prof.'s machine. The day when they had separated was the same day that the Black Organisation was caught. Things turned out to be better for both of them. But they don't realise that a bigger threat was coming after them worse than the B.O . Read this fan-fiction story that will surely end you in suspense. The characters are not my own. They are from the anime and manga Detective Conan by Gosho Aoyama. Credits should be given to Aoyama-sensei. This is only a fan-fic story. Thank you.

Rose thought she was an un-awkward, high school teenager. Keyword: Thought. She had her own personal problems: homework, hormones, family complications, the brat—the list goes on. But her life takes a complete one-eighty when she participates in a round of truth or dare with her close, differentiating friends. Being dared to sneak into the chemistry lab and taking a photo as proof couldn't possibly change a person's life completely, right? Well, when she wakes up the next morning and atypical incidents start occurring such as objects floating, bursting, crashing, having visions of crimes and she seems to not have the ability to hurt herself, something's up. Rose soon discovers she has superhuman abilities and has to learn about her strengths, weaknesses, talents, and of course, how to keep it a secret. She redefines herself by creating a new identity she soon calls, Thalia. But remember: Every superhero has an arch enemy. . . or ten. Cover by me.

Nikki Star was an orphan, taken from foster home to foster home, when on her 15th birthday, she realized that she had the power to control fire. She's taken to a different school- for superheros- where she is trained to control her powers. Soon after she gets there, they need her help to stop an evil mastermind... and save the world.

(Louis Tomlinson & Eleanor Calder Fanfic) What if I tell you that Louis Tomlinson of One Direction was my childhood friend? What if I tell you that we were really close, and inseparable? Yeah. We are. Oh, scratch that. We 'were'. Past tense. Ever since he became famous, we've rarely have our usual, crazy conversations. We can also talk for only once a week and meet once in every two months. I don't even think that we're still that close. We barely talk about our problems to each other anymore. It all becomes much more challenging for me when he met Maxine, his girlfriend of three months now. Well yeah, I love him. More than a best friend should. Now, him and his bandmates decided to bring me and Danielle, my other best friend, with them for their three-week vacation at his beach house, and the fun and the drama started rolling in our way. Good luck to me.