Us, me, we, are foxes. We can't help that on our eighteenth birthday our body transforms into that of a fox. We can change into a fox any time we would like but we automatically are changed into foxes during the night time. When we are foxes we still have our human brains, but we also have fox brains, intense sense of smell, hearing and eyesight. And this is my story. We are foxes. **UPDATE: She's a Fox (I have stopped updates for 'We are Foxes' and started a newer better written version titled 'She's a Fox')(Read whichever you prefer but warning for cliche's and maybe cringe in this one :))

Lucille is 17 years old. She does not have many friends. She's always been by herself since she had a hard time making friends. Ethan is also 17 years old. He is one of the most popular guys at school. He is the head of his baseball team. Boys admire him. And girls drool over his perfect looks. One night Ethan saves Lucille from a robbery. From there, one crazy decision made by the two to become "friends with benefits" leads to an endless, hot romance that's full of tears and untold feelings.

(note: Story cover has been updated May 2023 :) New chapter covers will be added slowly too) Catherine Wolfe didn't know why she was chosen, or if she was at all. She only knew she'd been pulled through time to help a family involved in a war she'd never thought to exist, and that it was her only way back home. What she didn't expect, though, was the young man with whom her fate became inexplicably entwined. Ezio/OC Slow burn -- #1 in assassin's creed, #6 Ezioauditore 12/15/2019!!! I've been a fan of Assassin's Creed for a long time (not quite as long as Transformers), and I've always loved Ezio's games. I actually had this idea for a long time, but my previous Transformers fanfic and school took up all my time. Thanks to a friend, though, I have my inspiration, and expect this story to go places. For those who've read my other story, you're going to recognize the OC, and you've found me out: she's my go-to gall. I love using her in my fandoms, so if you enjoyed watching her grow in her first fic, I guarantee you'll love watching her in this one, too.  This time around, though, she's facing something perhaps far more dangerous. Whether or not she makes it... well, only time will tell and you'll have to keep reading her newest adventure to find out! As usual, if you see any mistakes, please let me know! Editing is never 100% full proof, so I appreciate the help. And don't be afraid to comment or share your opinion! I love hearing from you all and will do my best to reply to all your comments. :) Updates will be whenever I finish a new chapter, so hopefully on a weekly bases! And with that all said, enjoy Assassin's Creed: Chronos!

[Reader+Ezio] A masked encounter. A simple dance. One night snowballs and you become entangled in the world of the assassin, Ezio Auditore da Firenze. You soon become confused and lost in two worlds. Both worlds seek the same thing, but they both use very different methods to get it. What do you do? Which do you choose? Who do you choose? Read on to find out! A.N - I do not own any of the characters from Assassin's Creed. All rights are reserved to Ubisoft (Who I love for making such a great game, they're awesome) However, any characters that are not from the AC games sort of belong to me, so please don't touch ;) Naa, you can have them if you want, but if you ARE going to pinch a character of mine from this story and put it in your own, idk maybe you could just put a little note saying that the character comes from my story. Guyss, it's only fair. :P

(Going Under Editing/Revising) (Read at your own discretion) It's the 21st century and a girl name Rosemary Lewis is a normal girl in a normal world or so she thought it was a normal boring life. At the age of eighteen years old she has been collecting the Assassin's Creed games. A very popular game that everyone is familiar with and is coming out with a new Assassin's Creed. Rosemary Lewis is a quarter Cherokee Indian along with other several other different mixes within her. Summer has begin for her and things started to go a little weird. She plays her favorite which is Assassin's Creed III and gets stuck into it. Now she has to figure out why she was thrown into the video game and figure out how the hell is she going to get out. Along the way she meets Connor and everyone else in the 1770's. And so the story begins...

"You stupid bitch!" Screamed the red head turning to face me. Her drink spilled all over her. "I'm so sorry, i didn't mean to." I said backing away. As i was backing up i was stopped by a wall. The girl came stalking towards me with her hand ready to strike. I closed my eyes ready for impact but it never came. I opened my eyes to see why she didn't hit me, to see a tall muscular figure in front of me. "Get out of my way Ben!" The girl spat. "Stand down." The figure which I'm guessing is Ben said. "Move out of my way so I can end her!" She screamed. "Stand down Camilla!" Ben ordered. I stepped to the left to get a better look at the two. The girl which I know now is Camilla tried to lunge at me but Ben grabbed her by her neck pinning her to the wall. "Why are you protecting this human Ben?" Camilla screamed trying to loosen the grip on her neck. Human? Weren't we all humans? "Because she's my mate." Ben growled. - - - Cover made by madbees NOT EDITED DO NOT STEAL MY STORY

Highest rank: #1 in werewolf on 07/14/2016 lycans, soulless monsters born of divine wrath, Zeus created them for destruction. Born half-human, half-wolf, these creatures are cursed to live in torment. But Selena granted them a glimmer of hope in the form of mates. Bianca, exiled from her pack, confronts unspeakable horrors. Little does she know that her fate is intricately tied to the future king of the werewolves and Lycan, unlike anything she's ever met. As their destinies collide, a menacing evil looms in the shadows, threatening to engulf not only their love but also the very future of their kind. TW: This contains BRIEF mentions of abuse, rape, and mentions of graphic torture. .............. This book was initially published in 2016 and is undergoing a rewrite. I do not allow my work to be used or adapted in any way without my permission.

(Assassin's Creed Black Flag Fanfiction Story) A woman name Elizabeth Maryann Wills is not an ordinary woman, but a pirate that has her own ship and her own crewmates with a terrible past that seems to haunt her. When a tragedy occurs her entire world is turned upside down once more. A man named Edward Kenway the pirate that sails the Caribbean Sea comes to her rescue. Things aren't always what they turn out to be for Elizabeth and Edward leaves her Havana. The second time they meet, Elizabeth doesn't take to kindly to the man that left her there in the boring town name Havana. She put her differences aside as she agreed to Edward's offer that he makes for her and she went with him to the next city, but she doesn't except her past to come back. There are questions to be answered and a past begins to unravel for Miss Elizabeth. Elizabeth makes it her goal to have her revenge on the one who raids her ship and her lover's ship as well. The thing is that Elizabeth doesn't know that things aren't what they seem to be. Will she do it alone or with the help of the mischievous Mister Edward Kenway? And so our story begins... Disclaimer: (I do not own anything Ubisoft does. I only own my characters and the plots that I made up.)

❝She kills without second thought.❞ • Micajah's PoV: "Ah!" I shout out in pain, unable to hold it in any longer. I clutch my hand to my injured leg and cry out desperately when another blow is landed to my other leg. Tears of pain gather in the corners of my eyes, and I curl into a ball of humiliation, trying to shield myself from the bullies. "You worthless piece of shit," He says menacingly, his muddy brown eyes set in a hard glare aimed at me. I flinch when I see Chance pulling back his fist, raising my arms in defense. But to my utter surprise, the blow never comes. Instead, a sickening 'crunch' resonates through the hallway, surprising me. I tentatively open my eyes once again, cautiously peeking from behind raised arms. What- or more correctly who I see takes my breath away, every fiber of my being stirring at the incandescent sight. There, standing there like an avenging angel over the groaning body of Chance in the floor is a girl. But 'girl' would be too simple of a word to describe her. Her red hair flows down in luscious curls, framing her heart-shaped face, which is set in a furious scowl. Her feline eyes are a stormy grey, the electricity in them, static. Her sharp, straight nose accenting her full pink lips that are shaped like a cupid's bow with such a perfection, giving her an ethereal look. No, the person before me is not a girl. She's a Goddess. The jocks bow their heads in submission, murmurs of "Alpha," passing around the group. My Wolf gets agitated and keeps on saying something but I ignore his persistent calls, as my fogged brain is unable to register anything except the exotic beauty standing before me. Her steel grey eyes roam around the circle in one swift movement before they settle on me, darkening, yet instantly softening at the same time. Finally, her pink lips part to let one word escape them, the one word that changes my life. "Mine," • Completed ✔️ MICAJAH IS A GUY's NAME #5 in WEREWOLF #1 in TEEN FICTION