On her seventeenth birthday, Auriella Zantino uncovers the shocking truth that she's adopted, and that revelation leads to an even greater discovery: she's anything but ordinary. After a mysterious event that transported her to Algoria, a world where magic is woven into the very fabric of existence, she learned thar she is the "Prismborn", a being of unimaginable power, destined to either save or destroy the world. As she delves deeper into her origins, Auriella uncovers dark secrets about her past, the rising threat of dark forces, and the ancient prophecy that binds her fate to the survival of Algoria.

It all started when they clashed for the first time on top of a roof. Then, it became more friendly than violent. Now, it's become something so much more complicated, and there is no helping it. A Hijikata X Gintoki fanfiction. Disclaimer: I do not own the characters, nor the anime or anything you've already known. This is a fanfiction written purely to entertain. Please Enjoy!

Chemical impulses. Sentiment, feeling. None of this holds any meaning to Sherlock. He is, after all, an intellectual and not a romantic. Deemed as irrelevant, a distraction, a flaw and a weakness, the consulting detective has always been able to put up a front to block from the distraction and help him with the work. But now, there is another man, someone who has also put up a facade. Someone who is also hiding from view, a woven, intricate mystery. Everything about him is intriguing and fascinating and Sherlock wants to know more. His criminal counterpart, Jim Moriarty, is someone he is willing to learn more about. And perhaps these sentiments weren't as silly as he thought them to be after all..

Book 1 of Photograph series Sherlock Holmes is the weird boy at school. He gets bullied for no god damn reason and it really frustrates him. Let's just say he has quite a hard time at school. Although, one boy doesn't think the same way about him. His best friend John Watson. He's known for always getting into fights, perhaps because of his anger issues, but mostly to protect his best friend Then one normal day at school, a new boy joins the class. An Irish boy. Jim Moriarty. Now people used to find Sherlock weird, but when the new Irish boy comes into school and beats up the bully, Sherlock was no longer a bother. Now, just by random chance, they get chosen to be paired up for a class project. Let's see how the school weirdos get on! A teen-sheriarty fanfiction AU !!! I do not own any of these characters !!! !!! TRIGGER WARNING AND CONTAINS SMUTT !!! Contains mystrade and Johlly Lots of spelling mistakes lmao it makes it funny but will edit it one day dw

Can pure hatred be transformed into true love? ❤️SHERIARTY FANFICTION❤️

Jim Moriarty. The spider. The psychopath. The only man who understands Sherlock Holmes. Jim knows how to play the game but Sherlock seems to be losing. Sheriarty Fanfic So many typos

Castiel James Novak is a good man. Not because he was a priest and told people about the word of God and also because he lived by the Bible. He was a good man because he just was. He was kind, he was generous, he held his heart in his hands and he never turned anybody away. All Castiel wanted that night was for God to talk to him, just once. He had prayed and prayed so many times before but there was no reply. He had read in a book somewhere about certain sigils and markings and a few words would summon God or the Holy Ghost to him and Castiel had run out of ideas. So one night, that was exactly what he did. Castiel James Novak didn't know that the markings he had put down and the incantations he had spoken did not in fact summon the Holy Ghost, except they brought down upon him his worst nightmare. A Demon named Dean. *Art not mine but i edited it a bit so i could put the title on :-D* *Yet another new story and i hope you guys enjoy this one just as much* Credit to @theofficialkitty for the cover

"Seven powerful artifacts were created by Lucifer soon after he fell from heaven and given to the princes of hell, so that they could torment mortals even further. Those are vessels to their powers and a promise that one day there would be vengeance against the archangels and their sleeping God. A promise that the true apocalypse many prophets have only dreamed of but written nothing about would soon come unleashing fire, destroying everything we've ever known. These objects have been forged in the dark flames of Sheol and enhanced over the centuries, each with a different and malignant function. But it happens that one of these wicked things was mysteriously stolen, and now lies in the wrong hands. Claire's." P.S. The cover art does not belong to me. Credit goes to the person who drew it.

Ito'y mga pinagsama-samang tula at maikling kwento, mapa-Tagalog man o Inggles, na aking nagawa habang ako'y nagaaral pa at ngayong ako'y nakatapos na... Wala man sa kabundukan, makata ay gerilya; Nakahimpil sa kasukalan ng salita't tugma... ________________________________ Karampatang pag-aari © 2013 ni Siniphayo