*{Lord of the Rings Fan Fiction}* Amber Light lives in Lothlorien. Her best friend Haldir tells her she must represent Galadriel for the Council of Elrond in Rivendell. Discover Amber's story to see how she deals with the Fellowship and being the Representer of Galadriel ~Talia Spirit

Stiles is brought back from hell after selling his soul. But he's different, he's seen things no one should ever see. But he isn't with his pack anymore. He's with his family. But not the Stilinski part of his family. #1 in stileswinchester (march 2020) #9 in superwolf (march 2020) #9 in deanwinchester (april 2020) [ I DO NOT OWN TEEN WOLF OR SUPERNATURAL ] !WARNINGS! violence and mature language

"Baby? You're a vampire called baby?" "Well, it's more of a nickname". "What is your real name then?" "Trust me, you don't want to know". (Stiles stilinski x male Oc) (Teen wolf season three) On Hiatus.

[BLUE NEIGHBOURHOOD] "Never knew loving could hurt this good And it drives me wild." [3B] [boyxboy] [extented summary inside]

Stiles has had enough of the pack ignoring him, and above all abusing him. He is not their damn housemaid, and he refuses to do their homework as he is portrayed as a weak, pathetic human to the pack of supernaturals. The pack made a decision that results in Stiles absence and a finality in his goodbye. What happens when Stiles is called back to Beacon Hills? Will he be the same Stiles they knew? Or an entirely different species?

Incipience (\in-ˈsi-pē-ən(t)s), noun: the act or process of bringing or being brought into existence. The meteors came without warning. Hundreds of thousands of them came raining down to the Earth, but they did little damage to the planet itself. It's the people that they brought ruin to. Upon impact, the meteors combusted into this fine powder that saturated the planet in its entirety. Within a few weeks, billions grew weak, millions were sick, and hundreds of thousands were dead. That's when they came. These beings from across the stars, the Inovarians, landed on the UN's front lawn with technology capable of fixing the planet within a few weeks. People around the world celebrated until we realized what their help would cost: us. Follow Charlotte-Amalie, a teenager from the USVI, as she feigns assimilation into Inovarian society and races against the clock. She has a year of experimentation to survive through before having to face an ultimatum: be drafted into the military to fight the Inovarians' war or forced into their breeding program. With the help of a covert rebel sec of the military, Charlotte-Amalie may just be able to beat the clock in time to get her and a few of her fellow Earthlings out before the battle begins. Book 1: Chapters 1-12 (Complete, publishing with New Degree Press Winter 2021) Book 2: Ongoing (Update Hiatus to meet publication deadlines for book 1)

I DO NOT OWNED THIS STORY! Credits to who made this story; FalconLux KUDOS TO YOU! I found this on AO3 and thought that you WATTPADIANS that are potterheads would LOVE to read it as I did moments prior. so I shared it to you guys. But sadly the author of this story isn't updating frequently anymore... The link to the real story and from the website I found : https://archiveofourown.org/works/6573724?view_full_work=true REMEMBER: THIS IS NOT MINE! Warning: Mention of abuse Work In Progress

"Who was she?" "She was the most incredible girl I ever knew." "Did you love her?" "Of course I did, but that's not the best part of the story." "What is the best part?" "Let me tell you," ------------------- ABOUT THE BOOK Amelia Merlin is an exceptionally powerful witch, descended from the original Merlins and a long line of Druids. In her first year at Hogwarts she soon discovers her abilities are way out of control. Amelia goes to great lengths to keep her friends safe from herself. But the consequences are more severe than she can imagine. Loyalties will be tested, friendships will fall and through everything, we learn who we can truly trust. Amelia goes through life as a normal young witch starting at Hogwarts. But as time goes on she realizes just how abnormal she truly is. Will she be able to defeat her betrayers? The ones who would see her dead? Or will she meet the same fate as many before her? -------------- REVIEWS FROM PEOPLE WHO HAVE READ THIS STORY "This book is terrifying and amazing and I literally love it!" "...this story is very unique. There's been no mistake in my part for clicking the "read" button!" "Wow! The story plot is really good. It's really interesting-love it! Update pleeeease!" "I LOVE your book! It's amazing and I want to keep reading more...Amelia is one of the most perfectly formed characters I've ever read!" "This book just doesn't lose it's magic!" ------------------ Dislaimer!!!!!!!! Lots of the things in here are copied from the books, like the sorting hat song, and Dumbledore's speeches etc. Just to say, I don't own any of that, or the idea of Hogwarts. That all belongs to the one and only J K Rowling. But this is a work of fanfic so I feel like some copied stuff is to be expected.

Ara, the only woman left alive after a plague, is searching for a way to save humanity. She thinks there isn't a man she can trust, until she meets Kaden. ***** A plague has swept over the Earth, killing the majority of the population and every female. Except one. Ara witnessed the horror and destruction, but for the last three years she has survived. Now, desperation and hunger force her out of the mountains and onto a dangerous path; across the flooded downtown and through the gangs of survivors is hope. Ara's father spoke of a clue that could save not just her, but humanity. Then she is captured by a group of men. Despite the seeming kindness of Kaden, a young man her own age, Ara doesn't know if she can trust them. Then again, there's no way she can cross the plague-ridden city on her own. Men. Monsters. Is there a difference? This is the story of The Last She. (This book contains all of The Last She Series - Book 1: The Last She, Book 2: The Last City and Book 3: The Last Creation) [[word count: 250,000-300,000 words]]

"Because you've forgotten what it's like to actually feel something." I whispered. Peter's expression softened and the only sounds between us were the steady unsynchronized breaths falling from our lips. He swallowed, the closeness of our bodies making my heart beat faster and adrenaline course through me. The feeling was neither pleasant nor unpleasant as I looked into his forest green eyes. "How can you make me feel so belittled with only words?" his troubled voice fell into a whisper and he gripped my shoulders. "Is it your goal to stand before me and pull me apart until I am nothing?"