Elizabeth Sinclair lives in a world run by airships, steam, and magic. She was once princess of the Crown, now the young lady is captain of an airship whose voyages occasionally involve skirting the edge between legal and illegal. From small time smuggling to supporting local pirates, Elizabeth and the crew of the Crusader do it all. Elizabeth's wish that her life never change comes to a crashing halt when the new Emperor of the Crown begins to enforce his rule. Military patrols, increased taxes, and harsher laws begin to ferment a deadly brew of rebellion that blows up when the Crusader finds itself fighting toe to toe against the entire Empire.

ForestFae, a Night Elf girl raised in the ghetto of Westfall. Pushed into thievery and assassination, in attempts to keep food on her family's table. Fae joins a Rogue guild by the name of "The Silent Hand". Though all seems to go to hell when ForestFae and her twin brother Equinos, are assigned to a mission all the way in Tanaris. Making more friends and enemies than they ever could imagine, the two and their squad try to survive outside city walls in hopes to retrieve the mysterious item they were send to find. Will stress break the team apart? What places may ForestFae find love? But most of all. . .What is "The Speaker Of The Dead"? Find out in "Among Fae"! TIMELINE: Right after Burning Crusade, Wrath Of The Lich King events are soon to happen. ((DISCLAIMER! I do not own World of Warcraft. Some of the characters in this fanfic are actually in the game and owned by Blizzard. Some are fictional and belong to me - as well as the story line.)) ((Also, I haven't proof read this yet so. . .Bare with me here. XD))

Known all over the lands for his infamous piracy, and vast riches, he and his crew venture into the deep ends of the ocean with high hopes, and heavy burdens. "Heave 'er up!" the raspy voice shouted, a single gold tooth flashing among the crew mates pearly whites. The pulley strained at the sudden weight, slowly wheeling in their 'catch'. What caught their eyes was the bright scales shimmering from the male's torso to the thin fins that would usually be their feet. "It's not a lass, but a wee lad!" one shouted, resting his good eye on the shivering boy that was caught in the loose tangles of the fishermen's net. "And a siren, at that!" a younger voice added, his voice seeming to alert the ones above deck. Golden heels clicking against the wooden planks, a man of extreme pride and glistening figure had made eye contact with the mythical creature for the first time. A charming grin was all it took for the siren to jump. His hair stood up like the pines on a tree, his hands quivering as he tried to get out of the net. He had made a big mistake, he should not have entered the deep end.

This is the Chronicle of Morgan Fey, a pony ranger from Equestria and Courier Six, ruler of fabulous New Vegas. In this story is love... violence... betrayal... and truth so powerful it will rock the foundation of the multiverse to its very core. Welcome... to the Wasteland.

Full version of Second Edition available on Amazon and via Kindle Unlimited. Chris Sinclair fades under a dark cloud after losing his mother to cancer. On the cusp of adulthood, he doesn't know where he should go or how to get there. But watching life pass him by was never the plan, and when he is forced to attend a concert in an attempt to coax him out of his shell, he discovers that life might have more to offer. Dante Heron holds the audience between his delicate bow and the tips of his fingers. He plays the violin as if every heart is his to command, but the discipline needed to perfect his skills has left him with nothing to spare. He's a fire that burns too bright or not at all-unpredictable and demanding. When Chris is unexpectedly offered a job to travel around Europe as Dante's assistant, or 'friend', he surprises himself by accepting. Their journey barely starts before Chris realizes he's in over his head. Every step along the way is fraught with tension, and the farther they go, the closer they veer to a breaking point. Invisible strings are at play, stitched into Dante's life by those who should have taught him how to love. Perhaps Chris is right to be afraid, but sometimes, what you fear the most is what you can't afford to lose.

Team Crafted has grown into nothing but hell, and they all know it. Ty is determined to fix all this, and he won't stop until he's done. Will he get the Team back together? Or is it a lost cause...

I don't know I got bored and decided to write down lyrics to songs, deal with it.

'Sometimes before it get's better, the darkness get's bigger. The person you'd take a bullet for is the one behind the trigger.' Adam, a boy who suffers from the death of his mother. Ty, who suffers from his own tragedy. How will two misfits ever find happiness? Well, this is their story. And a story, it is.

"*Completed*"I froze the first boy I ever kissed. And I don't mean he got cold feet..." Megan is pretty unhappy when she's forced to move to a tiny, freezing town in Canada. It's going to be totally boring, right? Things heat up when she discovers that she possesses a growing power that's becoming more and more difficult to control. Not only that, but the power has attracted some interesting people. A smouldering young man who claims to be her rescuer, and his icy but attractive enemy. They're both claiming to be the good guy, so who exactly is she supposed to trust? Megan finds herself embroiled in an ancient battle between two kingdoms, slowly discovering an identity she never knew she had. Cover designed by Marie Tilmant

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