"𝘐 𝘢𝘮 𝘵𝘳𝘺𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘵𝘰 𝘳𝘦𝘴𝘵𝘰𝘳𝘦 𝘮𝘺 𝘩𝘰𝘯𝘰𝘳, 𝘩𝘶𝘯𝘵 𝘥𝘰𝘸𝘯 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘈𝘷𝘢𝘵𝘢𝘳, 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘴𝘶𝘳𝘷𝘪𝘷𝘦 𝘮𝘺 𝘴𝘪𝘴𝘵𝘦𝘳-𝘤𝘰𝘶𝘭𝘥 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘱𝘭𝘦𝘢𝘴𝘦, 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘧𝘪𝘷𝘦 𝘮𝘪𝘯𝘶𝘵𝘦𝘴, 𝘴𝘵𝘰𝘱 𝘵𝘦𝘭𝘭𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘮𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘮𝘺 𝘦𝘺𝘦𝘴 '𝘴𝘱𝘢𝘳𝘬𝘭𝘦 𝘭𝘪𝘬𝘦 𝘣𝘶𝘳𝘯𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘤𝘩𝘢𝘳𝘤𝘰𝘢𝘭'?" Y/N isn't your average bender. While the Avatar has the weight of the world on his shoulders, Y/N has the primordial spirit of light, Raava, stuck in her head-and they mostly just gossip and roast people. After a lifetime of self-teaching and wandering, Y/N joins Aang, Katara, and Sokka on their quest to save the world. ​There's just one problem: the exiled prince chasing them is, in Y/N's professional opinion, 𝘢𝘨𝘨𝘳𝘦𝘴𝘴𝘪𝘷𝘦𝘭𝘺 attractive. ​Despite the fact that he's trying to capture her friends, Y/N embarks on a secondary mission: making Prince Zuko her boyfriend. Through high-speed chases, tragic backstories, and accidental world-saving, Y/N keeps the vibes weird and the flirting loud. Zuko wants his honor; Y/N just wants him to hold her hand. It's a long road from "I'm going to capture you" to "I'm going to marry you," but Y/N has never heard the word "no" in a language she understands.

"𝘛𝘩𝘦 𝘸𝘰𝘳𝘭𝘥 𝘰𝘧𝘵𝘦𝘯 𝘧𝘦𝘢𝘳𝘴 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘴𝘩𝘢𝘥𝘰𝘸𝘴 𝘐 𝘤𝘢𝘴𝘵, 𝘺𝘦𝘵 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘸𝘢𝘭𝘬 𝘳𝘪𝘨𝘩𝘵 𝘪𝘯𝘵𝘰 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘮 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩 𝘢 𝘴𝘮𝘪𝘭𝘦 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘢 𝘸𝘢𝘳𝘮 𝘮𝘦𝘢𝘭. 𝘛𝘦𝘭𝘭 𝘮𝘦, 𝘊𝘩𝘪𝘭𝘥 𝘰𝘧 𝘔𝘢𝘯... 𝘪𝘴 𝘪𝘵 𝘵𝘳𝘶𝘭𝘺 𝘱𝘰𝘴𝘴𝘪𝘣𝘭𝘦 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘢 𝘮𝘰𝘯𝘴𝘵𝘦𝘳 𝘵𝘰 𝘣𝘦 𝘴𝘰𝘮𝘦𝘰𝘯𝘦'𝘴 𝘩𝘰𝘮𝘦?" After a grueling shift of clinical rotations, a dedicated nursing student is whisked away from their quiet apartment and into the chaotic world of Night Raven College. While the magic-less Yuu handles the brawn of kendo, the reader brings the healing touch-balancing the chores of Ramshackle Dorm with the heart-pounding mystery of a "horned young man" who wanders the campus at night. Amidst monster battles and Overblots, a soft romance blooms between a lonely dragon fae and a human who treats his heart with the utmost care.

"𝘠𝘰𝘶 𝘴𝘦𝘦, 𝘠/𝘕.... 𝘪𝘯 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘤𝘭𝘶𝘣, 𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘳𝘺𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘪𝘴 𝘢 𝘵𝘳𝘢𝘯𝘴𝘢𝘤𝘵𝘪𝘰𝘯. 𝘈𝘯𝘥 𝘴𝘪𝘯𝘤𝘦 𝘺𝘰𝘶'𝘷𝘦 𝘮𝘢𝘯𝘢𝘨𝘦𝘥 𝘵𝘰 𝘩𝘪𝘥𝘦 𝘢 𝘴𝘦𝘤𝘳𝘦𝘵 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘷𝘢𝘭𝘶𝘢𝘣𝘭𝘦 𝘧𝘳𝘰𝘮 𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘳𝘺𝘰𝘯𝘦 𝘣𝘶𝘵 𝘮𝘦, 𝘐 𝘣𝘦𝘭𝘪𝘦𝘷𝘦 𝘺𝘰𝘶'𝘭𝘭 𝘧𝘪𝘯𝘥 𝘮𝘺 𝘵𝘦𝘳𝘮𝘴 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘴𝘪𝘭𝘦𝘯𝘤𝘦 𝘲𝘶𝘪𝘵𝘦... 𝘥𝘦𝘮𝘢𝘯𝘥𝘪𝘯𝘨." Beneath the glittering chandeliers of Music Room 3, everyone has a price-and every secret has a value. When a "commoner" with a short temper and a shorter haircut shatters more than just a vase, the Host Club's cool-headed director finds a treasure worth more than any antique.

"𝘐 𝘩𝘢𝘷𝘦 𝘴𝘱𝘦𝘯𝘵 𝘮𝘺 𝘭𝘪𝘧𝘦 𝘭𝘦𝘢𝘳𝘯𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘩𝘰𝘸 𝘵𝘰 𝘤𝘰𝘯𝘵𝘳𝘰𝘭 𝘮𝘺 𝘪𝘯𝘯𝘦𝘳 𝘧𝘪𝘳𝘦 𝘴𝘰 𝘪𝘵 𝘸𝘰𝘶𝘭𝘥𝘯'𝘵 𝘤𝘰𝘯𝘴𝘶𝘮𝘦 𝘮𝘦. 𝘉𝘶𝘵 𝘸𝘩𝘦𝘯 𝘐 𝘢𝘮 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩 𝘺𝘰𝘶... 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘧𝘪𝘳𝘴𝘵 𝘵𝘪𝘮𝘦, 𝘐 𝘥𝘰𝘯'𝘵 𝘸𝘢𝘯𝘵 𝘵𝘰 𝘱𝘶𝘵 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘧𝘪𝘳𝘦 𝘰𝘶𝘵. 𝘐 𝘸𝘢𝘯𝘵 𝘵𝘰 𝘭𝘦𝘵 𝘪𝘵 𝘣𝘶𝘳𝘯." The Fire Nation was only supposed to be a vacation spot-a place for family memories and spicy street food. But when (Y/N) manages to get hopelessly lost and stumbles directly into the path of the Avatar and his legendary friends, her "quiet family outing" turns into a race to save the world from an ancient threat. As an Earthbender whose skills rival the greatest masters, (Y/N) is a whirlwind of wit and chaos that the Gaang never saw coming. But it's the arrival of the Fire Lord that changes everything. Zuko is used to the weight of a crown and the coldness of politics, but he isn't prepared for a girl who isn't afraid to scare Sokka half to death or challenge the Fire Lord to a duel just for the fun of it.

The Task Force was all at once in a state of complete bewilderment as a small boy, appearing no older than four or five, stepped out. He clicked the door shut and turned to run with tiny steps over to L's chair. He then proceeded to crawl underneath it, and then he just... stayed there. He sat cross-legged, sticking his little face out from under the chair and looking at everyone curiously through strands of floppy, black hair that fell into his slender, electrifying blue eyes. He was wearing patterned footie pajama pants and a hoodie with bear ears. The ends of both hoodie strings were in his mouth and his hands were stuffed in his front pockets. L barely skipped a beat and continued talking about the case and the FBI agents as though nothing were amiss... but he realized quickly that no one was listening. He sighed. "Alright," he said firmly. "I'll introduce you, but if we are going to be working together on this case, you cannot allow yourselves to be so easily distracted. Is that understood?" The Task Force looked a little embarrassed, but they all agreed and some mumbled apologies. "Everyone..." L leaned forward with his hands on his knees to look down at the small face that was now peering up at him. The little boy's mouth formed a smile around the hoodie strings he was chewing on. "This," the detective spoke plainly, "is my son." :::::::::: *Mature rating due to some gore and disturbing images as part of a nightmare scene

The third book in the series The Queen's Lion. The Queen's Lion and The Queen's Lion: Disciplined can be found on my page and are needed to understand the premises and plot of this book. Y/N has disappeared without a trace. The closest thing to a clue that was left behind was a single rose in a stolen vase, left on the windowsill of Y/N's room at the Phantomhive manor. With that as their only clue, Ciel Phanthomhive and Sebastian Michaelis must attempt to retrace the young Lady's steps from the night she went missing. To make matters worse, Y/N's underworld title as 'The Queen's Lion' demands she must stay a secret. No one can know that the Queen's most mysterious spy and the Watchdog's closest friend has disappeared, lest the underworld will fall into chaos and polite society will crumble at the Queen's feet. So how will Ciel and Sebastian find Y/N with only a rose to go by? What will she say when she's rescued? Is she even still alive to be rescued? Warning: Mentions of canon typical violence, blood, death, rape, strong language, mugging, various weaponry and degradation through name calling. The reader is NEVER subjected to watch or experience rape though they discover many attempts against other women. I'm not gonna keep putting TW before chapters because I feel like it's starting to spoil the chapters unless something is beyond forked up, unless it is requested to bring them back for whatever reason. I do not own Black Butler's characters/storyline or any other books/movies/shows etc mentioned/referenced in this fic!

Welcome back to the madness and insanity that is the life of Y/N L/N. This book is the second in a series titled: The Queen's Lion in which young Y/N finds herself in the world of her favorite manga: Black Butler. It is necessary to read the first book before reading this one. I wrote both so The Queen's Lion is easy to find on my profile. This second book begins right where the first left off: The Circus Arc. Y/N, otherwise known as The Queen's Lion, must accompany Ciel Phantomhive and his butler Sebastian as they look into a number of disappearances linked to the Noah's Ark Circus. With Sebastian's killer instincts and Y/N's new-found powers, Ciel is at the advantage against the devious and mischievous circus performers. But what will happen when a few Reapers enter the mix? Why does it seem as if the Undertaker is closer to Y/N than he should be? And why does Charles Grey seem to have it out for Y/N and Sebastian? Anything could be a possibility at this point, even Y/N finally making her confession. But it looks like Agni and the Undertaker aren't the only ones after her heart. Grelle Sutcliff too enjoys watching the Lady flush bright, rosy, red! Warning: Mentions of canon typical violence, blood, death, rape, strong language, mugging, various weaponry and degradation through name calling. There will be warning issued before chapters but most of the triggers mentioned above are important to the story however the reader is NEVER subjected to watch or experience rape though they discover many attempts against other women. I do not own Black Butler's characters/story line or any other books/movies/shows etc mentioned/referenced in this fic!

Y/N was normal, and so was her life. She didn't have dead, rich abusive parents or any magical powers of any sort, and she wasn't secretly the 'chosen one'. She was simply a girl who happened to fancy Black Butler. But it still came as a massive shock to her when she opened her eyes to find herself laying in a back alley of London in the year 1888, Jack the Ripper actively tearing up prostitutes in Whitechapel. With demons, reapers and the pesky Double Charles on the loose, Y/N struggles to adapt to her new life in Black Butler. Hell, she struggles to just KEEP her life much less manage it. Read along as Y/N discovers there's much more to her new friends (and enemies) than what she remembers from flipping through her manga. Waring: mentions of prostitution, violence, blood, death, rape, strong language, mugging, various weaponry and degradation through name calling. There will be warning issued before chapters but most of the triggers mentioned above are important to the story however the reader is NEVER subjected to watch or experience rape though they discover many attempts against other women. I do not own Black Butler's characters/story line or any other books/movies/shows etc mentioned/referenced in this fic!

𝐎da x reader | [Soulmate!AU: Your soulmate's name is written on your skin] A crane symbolises eternal happiness and youth. This is what he sees when he looks at you. In him, your monstrance grows, steadily, and he accepts this, knowing that your corruption in him is akin to a fruit sweetening, splitting from its own ripening. He holds your name on his arm as if he was holding you. Too bad he was destined to die.

Light Yagami x Female!Reader | Death Note ❝ He was a ROSE with hidden THORNS ❞ [141016 - 060218 - COMPLETED + UNEDITED]