Disclaimer! I wrote this story when I was 13 so please don't hold it against me lol When I was little I was diagnosed with the mental illness of Schizophrenia. My mind concocted images of people that didn't exist yet could still communicate with me as if they were real. Haunted and ridiculed I spent most of my life in isolation...by choice. Go to school, go home repeat. An endless cycle replaying constantly in my head. Life was a struggle, when you're considered a freak because you talk to people that aren't really there. Your mental because your only friends are those that your brain makes for you. But on November 3rd, 2005 everything changed. And what once was a figment of my imagination...became reality.

Edward leaves bella again...but he didnt know she was....pregnant. So, 30 years later what will happen when Bella and her child come across Edward and the Cullens. Well, it isn't anything too pleasant as she battles to figure out just who she can really trust.

[This is a Breaking Dawn continuation story] After the Volturi had left my family and I in peace we planned to live happily ever after. Only, to live happily ever after would come with a great cost especially when you thwarted the Volturi. They knew that they were over powered at the moment and left peacefully. Little did they know we knew they would return. We had something that they wanted and they would do anything to get it. Even if it was unjust.

Edward left bella pregnant in newmoon and never came back. She died giveing birth to triplets. 132 years later, the triplets meet someone they never thought they would ever meet. (FIRST POSTED ON FANFICTION.NET)

What if Katniss loved Peeta in The Hunger Games and wasn't acting? What if Gale liked Katniss and the feeling wasn't mutual? Starting with Catching Fire, this is my version.

I took a deep breath as my two daughters and one son walked into the school I went to seven years ago I could smell their scent so I knew they were there I also knew that they knew I was there. I'm not sure they knew it was me, for all I know they just know that there is another vampire on their land and they aren't gonna be happy about it.

Was Originally: My parents sold me, to my dead brother new best friend. My brother disappeared when I was eight, after a while we just assumed that he was dead. On my eighteenth birthday my life fell apart as my dead brother turned out to be not dead at all. What's worse was that my parents did something that I will not forgive. They sold me to his best friend who is supposed to be some kind of “prince”. They made the decision to ruin my life and payback is an understatement. Also it is being edited, but it takes time so just deal with it tell it gets fixed. dont like the dont read, go find something else to read or work on your own work so i can come bitch about to you.