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.

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

Book 1 of 'The Love Trilogy' Love is a complicated thing. Are you ready to play this game? Hiccup and Astrid have been best friends for years, Astrid likes Hiccup, but him? Not in that way so he goes and date other girls leaving Astrid heart broken every time. That is, until she meets the mysterious Jack Frost. Strangely, Hiccup was all for them dating but now is being protective and... jealous? But Astrid is just a good friend, he doesn't have romantic feelings for her. Or does he? How can we forget about the others, their best friends? Want to see what's happening with them? Read and find out! (DISCLAIMER: A Hiccstrid main storyline with ROTBFTD stuff as the side storylines.) Modern AU {ONGOING} {EDITING} Title lyrics: Blank Space - Taylor Swift All characters belong to their respective companies (Disney, Dreamworks, etc.) Original story belong to me (kelicokelly307) All rights reserved. © Kelicokelly307 2015 -Ranked #4 in Hiccelsa -Ranked #918 in Httyd

Hi. This is a HTTYD fan fiction, with younger Hiccup (at least at the start). A young girl escapes from a life of hardship and slavery, to find herself on an island. This is the story of her life. Please comment x It means a lot x

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.