***GirlXGirl Romance*** Living in New York you learn to keep up with the quick pace of the city, myself included. I was never the one to stop and smell the roses, but that was until I met her on that dull September afternoon. Her eyes were light and dark at the same time, as if a devil and an angel lived inside of her. Time itself had stopped, and since that day everything had changed, ever since I had crossed paths with Drew Wilder.

"She made a world of fantasy, And holds the name of Eleri, She bears the Mark and holds the key, To lock Serendipia's destiny." Eleri has always had a strange birthmark on her arm. A birthmark in the shape of a dragon. This birthmark was the inspiration behind Serendipia, a world created by Eleri in which many mystical creatures reside. When Eleri finds herself sucked into Serendipia, she has trouble adjusting to the strange, old-fashioned world. She meets Alfhild, a fun, excitable dragon tamer and Nolan, a dark, troubled swordsman, who both help her get used to the ways of the Serendipians. However, trouble is brewing. Serendipia is under threat from the sorcerer Cathal, a man bent on bringing the realm to its destruction. It's up to Eleri to stop him.

Say hello to the perfection of Cybele- tall, gorgeous, millionaire. She's a supermodel by day and a kidnapper extraordinaire at night. When she took Princess Talia from the castle one night, the whole country was sent into chaos. Princess Talia was the only successor to the throne, and her absence baffled the kingdom. Nobody knew that Cybele was the culprit, and no one would be able to guess her reason for it. Only she knew. Watch Cybele, both our hero and villain for the story as she struggles to fulfill her wishes while trying to keep her feelings for the Princess in check.

Morgan Hughes has been through enough in her life. She finally has everything in order and has moved to a new town. After years of going back and forth and therapy she's finally halfway normal. But that's all about to change when she meets the mysterious Ruby Rose. Maybe she sees more than she should have.

Tara Miller has the boy everybody wants in the palm of her hand; Jay Harris. But, she is constantly plagued by the feeling that something isn't right. Suddenly, when a new somebody shows up, Tara's whole world is shaken and turned around... And to her surprise, that somebody is Jay's sister.

Lexa, the commander of the 12 clans, and Clarke, the one most call leader back at the Ark, find ways to forgive each other about things they'd never dreamed. But when war breaks out, the two must learn how to fight together without their feelings getting in the way and causing an even bigger mess. ~The 100~ ~Clexa fanfic~ EDIT*!!* Yalllllll I just logged back into this account after almost 3 years?!??? And all I have to say is? IM SORRY FOR HOW BAD THIS IS ITS SO CRINGY BUT ALSO THANKS FOR 65k READS??!!

What would have happened if Lexa had met Clarke before she sent her warriors to kill the 100? Highest rank: #40 in Fanfiction (5/24/16)

Two girls. New Heights. Clarke is a regular student at an art University and is struggling to pursue her artistic dreams. She is a self-taught, simple, talented, and a bit of an awkward person. What will happen when the new girl catches her eye? Lexa is a new student, enrolling in a photography major to achieve all of her goals. She is free-spirited, intelligent, and well on her way to doing what she wants. She has it all. Her boyfriend, her looks, her drive. What will happen when she recognizes an unfamiliar interest?

'In peace, may you leave this shore. In love, may you find the next. Safe passage on your travels, until our final journey to the ground. May we meet again.' The 100 imagines girls only

|ORIGINALLY TITLED THE BAD GIRL CALLS ME PIPSQUEAK| Rosie was a tall girl; her hair was dark brown and fell short by her ears in a scruffy pixie cut. She had a black beanie hat on her head and dark red lipstick on her lips. She was wearing black, ripped jeans and a big black jumper that had I PREFER THE DRUMMER printed on it in white acrylic. Her eyes were brown, the type of dark brown that made you count how many seconds of life you had left. Her cheek bones were extremely defined on her slim face. Her skin was pale and didn't have a single flaw. There was a piece of metal in her septum, a hoop that hung over the bottom of her nose-but it suited her. ________________ So this book is about the journey of a girl called Freya. Freya was raised as a good Christian girl, when she was fifteen her father died in an accident at work. Her life changed for the worse. The colour has been sucked out of her life. A year on a strange girl moves into Mr and Mrs Nicholson's over the road, their new foster child. She's everything that Freya isn't, her name is Rosie. After the schools Halloween disco which is also a dreaded date with her friend Jonathan, she realises that she isn't attracted to guys. Confused and afraid of her feelings, she seeks shelter in the only person who would ever understand. Rosie.