In which Cara Brooks finally gets her happily ever after. [Sort-of sequel to Unconditionally]

{PREVIOUSLY KNOWN AS TOXIC AGONY} Christina thought that changing her hair color was a good enough disguise when she traveled to Germany to discover secrets of her past, but HYDRA found her. She had been trained thoroughly on what to do and what to say when kidnapped, and she was completely level headed. But nothing could have prepared her for what was in store for her. Familiar faces arise. Faces of people believed to be deceased. She felt disgusted at how HYDRA had changed the people she'd known for years. But that wasn't the only thing that was hard to believe. She was changing. As her time as a hostage continues, the Super-Soldier serum causes Christina to go through a metamorphosis. Christina is scared and hungry and in pain and lost. These things are the least of her worries. [book 3 of the precious serpent series] cover by enchantella

||"Wounds heal, but they will always leave a scar."|| . . . Natalia Lucifson. That name holds many secrets. Natalia has walked the Earth for more than a millennium. There are stories and legends written of creatures like her. Some call them monsters, others demons, and some question their existence entirely. However, Natalia is very real. What is she you may ask? Vampire would be a correct guess, but Natalia is no ordinary o'l vampire. Instead she is an Original, just as the Original family is. But that story spans centuries, and things are often much more complicated than they appear to be. (Follows story lines with some twists)

|Book One of The Control Series| *EDITING* ❝ I'm bigger than my body, I'm colder than this home, I'm meaner than my demons, I'm bigger than these bones.❞ In which a mourning warrior attempts to pursue her supposed fate with the assistance of two hunters. |Cover| : @ghilbert [Seasons 1-2] DISCLAIMER: I do not own Supernatural or any of its characters. All rights are reserved for the writers and CW. I own Odessa and her plot only.

Keira is a survivor. She doesn't fall for tricks, she turns her back to the past and walks on. She carries secrets as her burdens. Guilt and sadness curdle inside her, but she's learned how to mask it. Cares and carelessness cause her to make mistakes, the mistakes that cost her dearly. But she's learned how to ignore it. She is alone and scared. She has nobody to cling to, and maybe she doesn't want anybody like that. Keira is a survivor, but maybe she isn't. Maybe what she's hiding will make her unhinge. She's clever, but she's naive. She's careful, but not quite enough. Keira is a ticking time bomb. Someday she's going to implode. If only there was somebody to fix her. • Ø • Ø • Page count: ~344 Word count: ~35,255 Grammar Nazis will be satisfied. Highest rankings: #1 on "carl grimes" tag!!! #59 on the fanfiction tag!!! Started: 11-21-15 5k reads: 3-17-16 10k reads: 4-12-16 500 votes: 4-28-16 500 comments: 5-11-16 Finished: 6-4-16 25k reads: 6-7-16 1k votes: 6-11-16 1k comments: 7-14-16 50k reads: 7-24-16 75k reads: 8-25-16 100k reads: 10-7-16 5k comments: 11-9-16 150k reads: 11-22-16 5k votes: 11-26-16 175k reads: 12-11-16 200k reads: 12-30-16 Alternate ending: 12-31-16 250k reads: 3-24-17 300k reads: circa 6-28-17 10k votes: circa 11-5-17 350k reads: circa 11-25-17 400k reads: circa 5-6-18 Warnings: •Dark •Gory •Cussing •Spoilers (Seasons 5-6)

"Maybe Oliver was right." "Oliver? What are you talking about?" "Being with me puts you in danger. It's not worth the risk." The day Barry almost saved his mother was the day everything changed. He purposely left things as they were so everyone could be happy. But the opposite happened. Lives were lost and new threats were looming. Barry took on all the guilt and Spencer couldn't handle the pain, causing both of them to push everyone they cared about away. Including each other. Now, six months after that day, Team Flash reunites to fight against new enemies, travel to new worlds and race against time. Unfortunately for Spencer and Barry, time was never really on their side. [season 2] [barry/oc]

❝Arden you've changed. You killed someone innocent, you don't trust anyone but yourself, you run with the wolves and you're in love with the leader of the sky people. What happened to my innocent little sister?❞Lexa frowned down upon the bloody brunette, upset about another thing she had just done. ❝Death.❞ Extended summary inside || A The 100 Fanfiction || Bellamy Blake || Season 1&2

Iris West and Barry Allen had a friend named Angela Timko. They were three peas in a pod. Angela was your average happy little girl with a single mom and two best friends. But good things don't always last forever. Her mother was murdered so her mothers former fiancé took her in until the foster system found her birth father. She was forced to move 600 miles away from everything she ever knew and loved. Now years later she is finally coming back to her home Central City. But why now when she's 22? She could've come home earlier. What happen the the Angela that Barry and Iris grew up with? The shy kind frail girl that loved to sing and dance? If you look closely all you'll see is a broken quiet girl that works herself half to death. Will Barry Allen be able to bring the Angie he knew back? Or will she drown in her horrible memories of the past? { Disclaimer: I don't own any DC characters, I only own my OC's } *very slow updates*

❝Blood must have blood.❞ Grounders believe in that one sentence. They let it rule their choices, their lives even. It has always been their way of life and it probably always will be. But are there children scared of death and brutality? There is one. This is Valika's story about being a pariah within her people's walls and beyond them. When the one part of her life she thought of as a constant is taken away by intruders, the once so scared grounder changes. The change doesn't only scare her, it rules her. One sentence starts ruling her life. ❝My people's blood will be answered by the enemy's blood.❞ Can her people stop her? Can her friend stop her? Or is it in the hands of the enemy to prove her wrong and save her broken soul? [season 1 + grounder culture & aspects from season 1-3] TW // torture edit (1/3/2018): i wrote this when i was 14 so please bare with me here lol. i'm currently thinking of rewriting this as the story contains a (in my opinion) toxic relationship that i feel is highly romanticized.

This is not the end of me... I whispered in an attempt to sing one last time, and my hand reached up to press against my loves cheek, damp from his tears. This can't be the beginning though he whispered back and pressed his cheek into my hand. It can be, for you' I said Promise me something I breathed and closed my eyes for a moment to catch my breath. Promise me that you will move on, find someone else, I couldn't bear it if you were alone...' I said opening my eyes once more and my love shook his head. I won't be with anyone unless its you, Adaline" he said and more tears spilled over onto his cheeks. I looked around and the crew, stood around me and my love, had taken their hats off and held them to their chest in respect. One or two had tears in their eyes as well but I was too focused on the pain in my chest and on my love. 'But you must' I said and remembered our song 'I know that your heart is still beating, beating darling...' I tried to sing in a broken voice but I was cut of with a cough and blood came up, I only just managed to turn my head away so that the blood fell on to the deck of the ship rather than onto my love. 'I know, but it beats for you' he said and hiccuped a little as he cried. 'I have to leave you now...' I muttered as the pain in my chest began to numb a little. 'No, I won't let you leave!' He shouted and the crew jumped a little. I smiled as best I could and I knew that I was crying as well now. Not in fear of death. I knew I should embrace my death, there was no way of stopping it from coming. I was crying in the knowledge of the pain my love was in and would be in when I had gone. I was also scared of leaving him. I know I would be dead and wouldn't well... be here to miss him, but I still felt the pain of missing him in my heart.