Dakota is a 14 year old girl, and she's orphaned and alone, but she isn't afraid of anything, one day in a clash in the back of the bar, a mysterious stranger comes to her rescue. Btw I wolverine is my favorite xmen, so expect things having to do with him

You are a girl right? We'll have you ever wondered how it would be like if shredder, splinter, raph, mikey, donnie, casey and leo adopted a baby girl? Well your about to find out.

I'm making a Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtle fanfiction! Yayyy! Description in prologue thingy *Disclaimer- I do not own TMNT*

Raph goes to see Shredder alone.Bad mistake he gets multiple injures. When Leo finds him he is under a big roof. Will Raph make it home?

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Emma book 3 Please go back and read the first two books :)

~ Prequel ~ Please go back and read "Emma: The Legend of the Darkstalker" and "Emma: The Glow Within" first. How did Emma survive alone as a little girl, and gain control of her powers? What made her so feared? How did Blaze survive under Drago's care? What about Hiccup's life before he met Toothless? All will be answered in "Emma: Before Time Stopped" (this is a spin-off to the Emma series :)) #NoMoreBullying

Sequel to "Emma: the Legend of the Darkstalker" Please go back and read the first book, so that you'll know what's going on :) Book two in the "Emma" series.

rank: #18 in howtotrainyourdragon My name is Emma. I'm different than other nineteen-year-old girls; in fact, I'm different than everyone. I posess strange, evil powers--I always have. For starters, my chocolate brown hair has a dark purple sheen to it, and my eyes are dark purple as well... But the really weird thing is my birthmark: I have a purple birthmark that swirls and spirals like a vine up my left arm down to my hand and to my ring finger-tip and up the right side of my neck. But the real reason that I'm a freak... a monster... is because I cause a wake of destruction everywhere I go, and not because I'm clumsy. If I'm even at all tense, my footsteps leave dark purple scorch marks. When I get mad, my surroundings ignite with black and purple fire. It,s unpredictable because it's almost never the same thing, for instance, I often accidentally blast a purple beam of energy, or I cause gigantic black vines with purple thorns to rise from the ground without warning. I was abandoned when I was a baby, not that I can blame them... There are even legends about me that Vikings tell for ghost stories, or if they want to scare their kids into staying inside. They call me a monster. And they're right.

I turn to the boy as he thrusts his flaming sword towards me. I dodge and I kick the sword out of his hands and it clatters to the ground, the blade retracting and the fire extinguishing. I place my katana sword right next to his neck and I use my other hand to push him to a tree and hold him there. Heat ripples through me at his touch. "Who are you?" I ask, my mask muffling my voice slightly, as I push him harder on to the tree. I inch my sword closer to his neck and he leans his head away from it, gulping. "Uh...H-Hiccup. My name is Hiccup." He's a Hiccup? ____________ A strange girl, with strange powers, and a strange Night Fury... Hiccup crosses paths with a strange girl by the name of Ember who has a deadly secret. One, if found out, can have deadly consequences. But little does Hiccup know about the secret he, himself possesses. One that he's about to find out about... In the wild, you either hunt, or be hunted. (Book one of the 'We Are' series) (I DO NOT OWN HTTYD!!!! I OWN ANY OF THE CHARACTERS I HAVE CREATED THOUGH!!)