Credence Barebone - Patrick - Ezra Miller Just some things I've imagined (fantasised) recently, so enjoy!

Newt goes looking for some Appaloosa Puffskeins and ends up finding something even wilder... You!

For as long as F/N could remember, she thought she was the only Magizoologist. And coincidentally, those same thoughts had always ran through the mind of a Magizoologist named Newton Scamander, Newt for short. And it wasn't long after Newt's adventure to New York did he discover the female, and was determined to find out what sort of Beasts she had. F/N wanted to know all about this male Magizoologist that she had heard of throughout the Ministry of Magic, her new workplace. It was practically destiny for the two to meet, them being the only Magizoologists in England, maybe not the world. What adventures might they have... Read to find out! Now, let the fate of the two Magizoologists rest in the authors hands... MWAHAHAHAHA! Just kidding, it'll be partially up to you readers, but it's my story, so deal with it! If you have fantasies that I did not fulfill, write your own story! And link it to me, I love Newt he is such a bby and I love him. DISCLAIMER: THERE WILL BE A USE OF PROFANITIES IN THIS BOOK!! HOWEVER, NO LEMONS!! FIND YOUR SMUT SOMEWHERE ELSE!! And enjoy ❤️~ Cat

Y/LN= your last name YN/LN= first name last name A sweet cute love story and adventure to find why and how Newton Scamander has been mysteriously brought to the year of 2020. He meets a girl who seems to have it all right until he came along. What could it be this time? secret obsessions? sorry if add something that don't add up to what is supposed to happen.

There's this moment in your life when the last breath of air escapes your lungs. You try to hold on to it, not leaving the last bit of oxygen out of your body because you know it'd be your end. The moment, you still feel your heart beating but at the same time you know this moment won't last forever. The moment, every living entity has to go through. Death. When I was young, my mother used to say that everyone had to tell a story... This is my story. My name is Kate Downey. I am thirty years old. And I am dead. But I had a wonderful, still short, life. I met the love of my life, a well known Hollywood actor, who loved me as much as human being was able to. I was happy, I was loved. This is the story of how my death affected the life of the ones I loved.