If I could give you but one thing in life, I would give you the ability to see yourself through my eyes, only then would you realize how special you are to me. In a world where everyone has been put into factions, there will always be those who never fits that particular standard. Those are the ones society calls divergent, but are they a threat or not? Here you meet Octavia Pierce, and follow her journey through the faction system as she chooses differently than what she had been assigned to. Her journey through a new faction, where she must find her place and who she is, navigating her way through close friendships, enemies and even love. That cold hearted instructor who keeps her occupied, and on her toes, is there much more to him than what she first sees? This fanfiction runs through both before Divergent, under Divergent and under Insurgent. There's references from both the book and the movies. Highest Rankings: No. 1 in Divergent ❤️ 07/01-22 No. 1 in Eric ❤️ No. 1 in Jai ❤️ 08/03-22 No.5 in Divergent Fanfiction! ❤️

"I will never love you" I hiss digging my nails into his bulging bicep. "Trust me sweetheart I'll kill myself before I ever fall for a bitch like you" he replies slamming me against the wall. Death is all I wished for when I learnt that I'd be pinned down to this asshole for the rest of my life. Why didn't I just stay in Candor? I wish I was never born in the first place. Better off I wish I killed my father when I had the chance.

RANKED #1-Divergent as of 1-29-2019!!! Thank you, wonderful readers 🖤 Rae lay on the stiff mattress, unmoving. She stared up at the white ceiling, imagining what the seconds, minutes and hours would sound like as they rushed by. Time was such a strange thing. One moment you can feel as if there's too much of it, and in the next moment there's not enough. Time probably passes silently for a reason. If it made a sound it would probably be unpleasant. A constant screaming reminder of the moments that were wasted, taken for granted, stolen away or lost. A raging celebration of the moments that were precious, intimate and full. It would probably be too loud for a person's ears to handle, and we would crumble under the pressure. ***Intended for adults only! The Divergent story and many characters belong to the wonderful Veronica Roth! I hope you like the story. I've pulled together things from both the book and movie, and put a lot of effort into referencing both to make the story flow. Also, in this story the initiates are 18 when the choosing ceremony takes place. Let me know what you think, but please be nice!***

Things were finally going her way: her brother was marrying her best friend, she had a group of stable people in her life, her work was helping people across the factions, and she got Eric back. What could go wrong? How about her mother showing up, after Crystal believed her to be dead for nearly 8 long years? Yeah, that's bound to have nasty consequences that could royally screw her life up. Especially when her mother is the leader of the group of people who set fire to a school and nearly killed Eric, not to mention kidnapped and tortured her. There's only one way to solve this problem, and it's not going to be pretty.

Life in Dauntless without the war. Its hard to explain without spoilers, but this has many different things from other fanfics. Including Tris sharing an apartment with Christina, working as a tattoo artist, a new festivity call the 5 Weeks of Factions, a memory loss and lots of FourTris! *I made this in February of 2014 and it's not my best work, but a lot of people seem to like it, and that's the only reason I've kept it up. Thank you for so many reads!! xx