This is my go-to for anyone wishing to know the characters I plan on using in my Calling Fate story. This has the characters listed under the titles of which Clan they are apart of and the information about the Clan can also be found under the titles.

I was in a cage, some sort of red stones growing from the ground... wait, hang on, is that a... skull? There is a skull in the red stone thingy. The red gave it a bloody and violent look, and I had to use all my will not to touch. I am not touching it, because it looks sinister and evil. DISCLAIMER: I do not own Dragon Age or its characters, all credits to BioWare. I only own Elise, and some of the conversations taking place as well as part of the plot. Also: Warning for sexual content and cussing! You have been warned! RATED M! Also also, if you are asking if I have used your pictures: No, the cover and any other pictures I may post to this story are my own screenshots, possibly edited in Photoshop, but they are mine... Do not even think about using them, but I'd happily make some for you if you wish :) And it is short, because I am working on a longer one ;) Stay tuned :D

After the door was locked she whipped around walked over to then leapt over her desk and landed in her black oak chair but then stood up remembering what she had forgotten to do this past evening. "Please forgive me if you do not like the smell of burning incense. It calms my nerves; it was my eldest brother who once figured that I have an unnatural shaking to me even though I myself am a half demon. It happens after I am done killing demons." "Really?" Vergil looked around to see all kinds of herbs, dried flowers and berries of all sorts. "Yes, It was something my Mother and Father couldn't have figured out until... Until after I killed my first demon that had trespassed onto their property." She took several deep breaths, then walked over to them with a bunch of incense sticks. "Here smell each and decide which ones you both like and those will be the ones I burn." She watched as they took the packets and sniffed each one. She watched as they decided on a particular one. "Ah that was always my favorite one. It is the scent my brothers shared when they were younger." "Who were your brothers?" Dante asked as she placed one stick in each of the three holders and lit them each in turn while saying a protective spell. When she was done, she walked over to her desk and removed something from lying face down. "Their names were Vergil and Dante. My Father said that I would know them if I ever saw them again after the tragedy with our mother and the house. All three of us were separated so I don't know if they even live anymore. But more importantly we have matters that both of you came to discuss, am I right?" She looked at them both, studying first the elder then the younger then back to the elder.

Watty Award Winner 2011) *ORIGINAL SERIES* This is the first book of the Original Death Is My BFF Series, which won the Watty Awards in 2011! *** Death came knocking at her door. Well actually, he pounded. Faith Williams has always been a little odd, but never before did she think she was one of a kind. Enter Death, the legendary, sadistic, and irresistible Grim Reaper who sparred Faith's life when she was a child. The more she tries to resist him, the more he's popping up in her life and turning it entirely upside down. Death is dangerous with a dark past and a thirst for revenge, and Faith Williams is slowly becoming unable to resist his power over her. Who is the man under the hood? What does he want with her? Most importantly, why the hell does he have a name for his scythe? ** This is the FIRST of the DIMBFF series. *** Fan Made Book Cover uses image from = michellemonique on Deviantart.com! http://michellemonique.deviantart.com/ MY WRITING PAGE! Please join! http://www.facebook.com/pages/Kat-aka-katrocks247-from-Wattpad/208740202517075

Keria is a normal Nordic woman, except for the part were she is the Dragonborn. She has slayed Alduin, dealt with several Daedric Lords, except the one she worships the most, Hircine, and finally has time to settle down until she enters Falkreath where she meets a unfortunate man who just happens to be the thing she desires to be the most: a Werewolf. But when the Lord of the Hunt takes a fancy to her, her long unfulfilled wish comes true but with a price. She is to love no one other than him and when the moons rise high she is to kill anyone in her path to include the rogue werewolf she helped so many moons ago. But there is a problem she loves that man and he loves her. Will she do as told by her Lord or will her love for the mortal Werewolf get in the way?

Two angels loved each other in secret for a vast millennia. When they cast aside their wings to become mortals, it was a year after the Worldstone was destroyed. Two years later, after the birth of their daughter, Imperius catches wind of it. And he is not amused. Yet, to him, the child shows promise. -Based on Post Diablo 2 content, Diablo 3 content and through Reaper of Souls- He was completely fixated on the small girl in his powerful frame. It was unlike him. Completely unlike him. He should toss her on the ground. He should give her back to them and leave. But he couldn't leave. He didn't want to give her back. He didn't want to hurt her. She felt like a perfect fit from being there in his arms. When she stirred and opened her eyes, he went still. The topaz color of her eyes were like tiny, perfect gems that regarded him silently. Then she reached up a tiny hand and gave a small smile with a soft laugh...

Ever wonder what happens to our heroes after the story ends? Astraea's life was dedicated only for revenge. The demon hunter lives to aid others in need and prevent her past from happening to someone else. With Diablo gone for the time being and Malthael defeated, she has just become the most dangerous mortal in the Creation. Imperius, the archangel of Valor, hates the nephalem to the core. Every time something reminds him of her, he feels more humiliated and ashamed of himself. Now his brethren believe that he needs to learn more about the half-demon-half-angel or the nephalem. Can the two even remotely get along? A/N: This is a Diablo 3: RoS fan fiction and a work in progress so please be patient with me. I will try to finish the chapter properly before I update each one so that you guys don't have to check back to see little details I add here and there. I have the tendencies to add things and fix a lot ._." But enjoy! Please feel free to drop any comments or suggestions at the end of every chapter x3

(Changed discription + Title) Just a bunch of random poems I wrote in my spare time between my stories.

Demons, Angels, and Nephalem: all have been around since time immemorial, but few know of the First Races. Races who's arts have been lost to time, and whose memories have been replaced by the new age. One of these Races still lives and, even though he is the last of his kind,he has chosen to be the guide of the last natural born Dark angel and Demon Hybrid in the world of Sanctuary; a child whose own destiny has been kept secret from her for all of her life.