So this is a story about Rosalie. She has been selected to go to SHIELD Academy, something that Fury wants to try so he can find more agents that can handle the crazy world of superheroes and villains. With a crazy twist of events Rosalie starts uncovering truths that no one has known. Join Rosalie on her crazy adventure through her life at SHIELD Academy. { Fair warning: the beginning sucks greatly. Just gotta push past that and get to the end. Sorry the writing isn't the best but oh well it happens🙃)

Was published, but is now off the market--I'm sorry! Brianne is the opposite of her best friend, Kyla. Kyla is open-minded; Brianne is closed off, judgmental. Kyla is a hopeless romantic. Brianne? Not so much. So when Kyla shoves an apple into her face telling her to throw it across the cafeteria so she can find her future love, Brianne is anything but interested. And yet she throws the apple anyway. Who does the apple hit? Dannon Barone, the most popular boy in school. Though he's seemingly sweet and all-smiles, Brianne dislikes him. She thinks he's a fake, a fraud, someone who is just charming the crowds in order to gain popularity. But Brianne is about to learn that stereotypes are not true, and that she's been too quick to judge those around her. Brianne Nichols' life is about to change forever. And what does she have to thank for it? A bruised piece of fruit. Who would have known that a stupid apple could be right? | technically not part of the summary | Okay, so I know the prenote says to find any errors you can. Just letting you know there's no point to that anymore because I've reedited it two more times after this one (extensively so), and already sent it in to be self-published. The only reason that the prenote is still up is because a fan made an amusing slideshow and if I edit anything then the tags for the wattys will be gone and I'll no longer be entered , hahah!

After Ultron had finally been defeated, Nick Fury saw fit to create a new group of Avengers as the old ones wouldn't be there forever. After a number of double checks on the children of the Avengers, they did in fact inherit their parents powers as well as some new ones, he called named them as, The Young Avengers Iniative. 17 Years after that, he saw that it was time they were tested to truly be apart of the Young Avengers Iniative, and Maxwell Rogers, Son of Steve Rogers a.k.a Captain America, is the first to be tested... He Is Colonel America. The First Young Avenger.

Saudade: [Portuguese] noun /s-ah-ooh-DAH-de/ the feeling of longing for someone you love and have lost. I felt my heart leap in my chest as my eyes met the piercing blue ones of the boy I had been seeing in my dreams for years. Of the boy I knew I had been and to a degree was still in love with. And his eyes did not recognize me. "What's your name, greenie?" Gally questioned roughly as we all looked down at the newest arrival in the box. "Thomas." // Featured on the Official Wappad Fanfiction Maze Runner Reading List // Highest Ranking: #1 under "maze runner" and "maze runner Thomas // Adaptation of both the book and the film Author Note: I first wrote this story when I was 16, in high school. I'm now 23 years old and in grad school! After many years (literally) of readers begging me to continue this series, I have returned! I am starting by thoroughly editing Saudade, and then will be continuing on to finish the sequel (Yuanfen), and the third book I had planned out when I began this series. | amazing cover by pelicularlyme |

Yuanfen (缘分) : [Chinese] noun /yoo-en-feng/ the binding force that links two people together by fate and destiny "You're alive." // Sequel to Saudade // | amazing cover by pelicularlyme |

~ W A T T P A D F E A T U R E D ~ A Natasha Romanoff & Clint Barton origin story. ❝My name is Natalia Alianovna Romanova and I work for the KGB. But my life is something of a lie. I work for no one. I work for myself. And I always work alone. I have a very specific skill set. I have charm. I have wit. I have sex appeal. I play to the common weaknesses of men, pulling them in on an invisible thread, ensnaring them in my inescapable web and striking mercilessly like a poisonous spider. For that reason, they call me the Black Widow. I'm cunning, ruthless and utterly unstoppable. I am a one woman fighting machine. I can do more damaged unarmed than most people could do armed. ❞ ❝My name is Clinton Francis Barton and I work for S.H.I.E.L.D. I'm the deadliest agent they have on a squad of suits and scientists. I'm the masked vigilante with a bow and arrow and I never miss. I have keen eyes. I have perfect aim. I have agility. I can shoot down any adversary from any distance, and they never see me coming. They call me Hawkeye, because I have the vision of a bird of prey and I strike just as precisely. I'm strong, I'm dexterous and utterly remarkable. I'm a one man invasion. I can cause more destruction with a Palaeolithic weapon than most people can do with a gun.❞ Two nomadic souls; one American, one Russian. Completely unlike one another. Or so they think. This is a tale of prejudice, politics and passion in Budapest. #60 in Fanfiction (23/10/2015)

The entity living inside Callan's soul orphaned her at age eleven. By the time she's sixteen, it's ensured her being shunted from one foster family to another. Her thirteenth foster assignment should be routine. Except... it's not. A psycho in medieval armor kidnaps her and she ends up in a magical world. There, she accidentally discovers a secret her parents had kept until the day they died. Both actually came from this magical world, but left before Callan was born. To cover their tracks, they'd lied about everything. Even who they really were. Driven to find out where she comes from, Callan's trapped in a race for life and death. Walking away isn't an option, but if she stays too long, the entity will find its next victim. In this world where secrets are sacrosanct and grudges are remembered, finding the truth will be near impossible. Especially when Callan has her own homicidal little secret to deal with. A secret with a taste for destroying her life.