"stop doing that!" "doing what?" "acting like you like being with me one second and acting like you hate me the next!" "i think you forget you're the one who gets paid to do this." (lowercase intended!) SEQUEL IS POSTED, ITS CALLED LEARN!! disclaimer: i don't own shawn or any of the magcon boys but i do own leena and her storyline.

Terra is dying, when a strange man in a blue box comes to comfort her. One moment she has no idea who he is, and the next she remembers - she's known the Doctor her whole life. And he's going to make sure she's never alone.

Not all spirits are Guardians. Jack Frost didn't start out as a Guardian, and Pitch Black definitely isn't one. The truth is: there are thousands of spirits we'll never know about. Spirits that linger just around every other corner, eyes shining when someone looks their way only to sigh in resignation when they notice the person is not in fact staring at them, but through them. Some special spirits are immortalized into deities, such as Mother Nature and Father Time. Others are feared- Pitch Black, for instance. And then there are the Guardians: spirits whose purpose in their after-lives is to keep children smiling. Keep them giggling. The Guardians were founded for joy! Or so it seems to every spirit, even the saddest spirit of all. But do they really understand what the Man-in-the-Moon has planned for them? Do they truly grasp the concept of what it means to be a "Guardian"? {I do not, unfortunately, own Rise of the Guardians (RotG). I only own my characters, my plot, and my legends.} Book 1/2

Pitch Black has returned due to the aid of Darkness. There's one thing on his mind and it's revenge, and he's got a new plan to do it, one that's better, bigger and much more dramatic. With the aid of a teenage girl, an ancient murderer and a blood thirsty unicorn, the Guardians better watch out. Because the Darkness is coming. AN/ Okay, this is a cross between both the movie and the Guardians of Childhood book series.

He lit his cigarette, I lit nothing. He drank alcohol, I drank water. He smirked, I smiled. He didn't love me, I didn't love him. He and I together wouldn't last a day. And then the game started... He said he found me intriguing, unique, and interesting because I didn't swoon over him. "You and me Grey, let's play a game. We'll date and in three months time I promise you will fall for me. When you fall in love with me between that time span, I win. If in any way you were to win I'll give up all the alcohol, cigarettes, and player ways." It was a game I wasn't willing to lose, but all games had accidents and consequences. It takes a broken heart to know how to break a heart.