A girl forced to live in darkness meets a boy who lives in the shadows. Aelia, a practicing High Elf healer, has a hidden past and uses her work to try forget it. She tries to avoid the dark as much as she can, but when she meets a certain vampire who is trapped in the shadows, will she be able to get over her fear of the darkness. (occurs after the events in BG3!)

"HER?!?! She was away from the blast radius! I WAS RIGHT THERE!" Astarion whined, coughing and brushing away weave. "You're lucky I had bone man bring you back. That was artifact money." "Artifact money? I was dead!" Astarion argued. "Correction, technically, you're already dead, like all of us will be if we don't feed the damn wizard infused artifacts!" I argued. "Why are you talking about me like I'm a pet needing fed? I'm standing two feet away from you." Gale deadpanned. *disclaimer: I OWN NOTHING! The only things I own are my characters and personal artwork I add to the story headers. Everything else is all owned by Larian.*

DISCONTINUED 𝑇𝐻𝐸 𝑊𝑂𝐿𝐹 ─ all amaya wanted was for everything to go well with her adoption, to finally have a family. but when she ends up being placed in the same class as her childhood enemy rigel, she might just have more than what she bargained for.

The legend of The Tearsmith, is a world where everyone was void of emotion and couldn't cry. So they caught out the tearsmith, a shadowy figure who'd give them his tears. But in doing so, the tearsmith brought out all the darkest feelings trapped in their hearts, which destroyed the world. That was the story told throughout the orphanage, something you believed in as well. Rigel was the tearsmith, she just felt it. He was a smart, intelligent and plays the piano. His beauty is angelic and conceals a dark nature. He was cruel towards Nica Dover. The new girl at The Grave. Ranking: #1 in dark academy #5 in untoldlove

(Authors note:this book has some references to the movie called Tearsmith, it's a Rigel Wilde fanfic, and he's the love interest in the movie, so please don't say I'm copying it I already know) He was so broken, he had much trauma and pain. She was forced to be perfect. His life was like listening to a good song without knowing the meaning or noticing the flaws, you don't understand it, it's all fun colors and good dancing and good singing until you realize what you're actually singing. He was seen like that song all the time, good lifestyle and decisions until they actually read the lyrics, broken lyrics filled with messages and riddles that can't be unsolved, he was misunderstood, he was numb he was used to it and he was exhausted. She was confused, a fairytale life filled with depression and scars, her scars we sign of how many times she battled and lost but didn't give up, always forced to be perfect and to be that perfect song that everybody talked about, no flaws and no imperfections, truth is. She wasn't a song, she was just lyrics in form of puzzle pieces that were impossible to understand and connect correctly. Similar thing that riddles and puzzles have, they connect, they're almost the same but nobody can u riddle them, when people get tired of puzzles they put the pieces away, and when people don't get riddles they give up, but what if there's a person that doesn't give up, and what if there was a person that doesn't put puzzle pieces away when they can't build the puzzle?.

"You talk too much elf-boy," Arya muttered, her voice hoarse from all the screaming she had done due to the pain of her injuries. Legolas scrunched up his nose in disdain of the nickname, but a smile soon found his way onto his face. "I am not a boy." Her eyes opened then, and her familiar hazel eyes met his striking blue ones. A small smile made itself present on her face as she looked at him, a twinkle of mischief evident in her eyes. "No. You are not." ¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨ Arya woke up some years ago with a grey-haired wizard leaning over her. She had no memories, no indications that told her who or what she was. With the outer appearances of an elf, but eyes that flash orange and strange symbols that appear on her skin - no one seems able to tell her anything about her past. She joined the quest of Thorin's dwarven company to have something to do, and she quickly became a part of their group. After a long and arduous journey but still a far away from the mountain they stumble into trouble. And whom is there to save her, but a certain Mirkwood prince with long blond hair and a pair of startling blue eyes. With one of them bursting with light, and the other filled with darkness their story will be anything but easy. Feelings, however, are hard to suppress, and with a war brewing on the horizon they might not have a lot of time. Read on if: You would like to figure out what Arya is. You would like to see one of Tolkiens beloved characters discover love. You love dwarves, elves, hobbits and wizards You love Middle-Earth You just want to read it for the heck of it You do not have anything better to do ...Just please do it? Please and thank you.

Oh dear, the impossible has happened. I, the incredibly level headed ruler of darkness, have written a fanfic. Oh no. The world that you thought you knew was all a lie. I am so sorry. If you despise me for this, vote, comment and like anyway! ^_^

Caroline Forbes and Niklaus Mikaelson are star-crossed lovers. No matter who they fall in love with or what life throws at them, they find their way back to each other.

What if Sophie, to keep Klaus in control, decided to curse Caroline to live as a swan whenever the sun shines? Klaus chasing desperately after a swan? Yes Caroline waking up in ridiculous situations? Yes Kol having a field day and an endless supply of Swan Princess jokes? Hell Yeah! (Another Klaroline fanfic that sounds like a crack idea, but I promise it's not...ish) Pairing: Klaroline, Katherine/Elijah, Enzo/Bonnie, Kol/Davina, Marcel/Rebekah

Rogue has been captured by Weapon X and Gambit takes it upon himself to rescue her. Making their way back home will strain their relationship and maybe, bring them closer to each other. X-Men Evolution fic, set after season 4. AN: When Remy charges something in Evolution it glows golden, not magenta, so that's how I describe his powers in this fic.