No one ever said what would happen when dragons and aliens meet. And no one told me that I would be in the middle of it. Tasha was studying hard to get through her last year of university when she was kidnapped. She certainly didn't expect to wake up with four feet and wings. Mad scientists are bad enough, but things get even more complicated when aliens appear and wipe out the human race. Is there a way for her to hide her true identity in this new world while retaining her humanity? --------------------- Sneak Peek: I jumped over the lip of the tray and beat down hard with my wings. I had expected to only slow my fall; I had not expected to end up gaining so much height. I squawked in surprise and spread my wings wide in alarm before gravity regained its hold on me. With several awkward back-winging motions of my wings, I landed lightly on the floor. Well, at least I know my wings work. I glanced at the man in the corner as he was scribbling quick notes. I turned around to regard the tray again. They say practice makes perfect. With another hop and a single wingbeat, I managed to land in the sand tray with fanned wings slowing my momentum. That was much more graceful. But a wing-assisted hop wasn't true flight. And I still wasn't on the windowsill. ---------------------------- Entire semi-polished draft can be read on Wattpad. The polished version may be purchased on Amazon as print/audio/ebook. Copyright November 2016. All Rights Reserved. Readers may not copy, alter, or steal this story. Fanfictions are allowed to use my *world*, *labs*, and kidnapping/metaforming idea as long as credit is given. Loosely based on a story of a loyal war dog who had originated as a street stray. The Cover was done by Dedefox at https://www.deviantart.com/dedefox

||» Imperfect two «|| ""FATED TO M E E T"" ""DESTINED TO L E A V E"" »»» No one knows my story. No one has heard my story. And no one shall find out my story. ~ Y/N L/N •||=+=||• Prologue ~ She died. He died. They died. No one to hold on, she gripped her own life in her hands. Two either suicidal or accidental, the other murdered right in there house. She loved, she smiled, they left She cried. And she vows to never love the same way again. FATE made her GLANCE and MEET an IMPERFECT being But they were both DESTINED to LEAVE

(ReWrite) Y/N, she and her little brother Matt, wake up with no memory of what happened in the time before waking up. Meeting Aphmau and her friends they help Y/N and Matt recover.

Files on the Creepypastas, because I'm aware how much people love them! I do too CX

A collection of stories I gathered from all around the web. Some are edited because I couldn't find the original story, none are by me unless mentioned. Each "chapter" is a different story. I'll be adding stories every now and then so it won't be marked "complete".