Ever since I opened my eyes, Jean has been there. Born from the same pregnancy, we were deemed the miracles of the Merman Clan. Because, if one female is already something to celebrate, what can be said about the simultaneous birth of two? I thought I was, simply, a female from the Merman Clan. So I lived my childhood joyously, loving my sister and playing inside a bubble (both literally and figuratively). When our estrous cycle began, I did what I had to do for my clan. That is, I mated, but I was not like my dear sister. I loved, and I cherished the same merman from the very start... to the very end. When my heart shattered, when all my hopes and prayers for an everlasting love under the sea were utterly destroyed, that is when, while weeping from my eyes the whole sea my clan ruled, my mind was flooded with memories, with old memories of a life and a time far, far away. I had been 24. I had been scared to death of any romantic interaction and, yet, I had prayed and longed so deeply for a chance at love, a chance at feeling what everybody was looking for so desperately in the 21st Century... Then, I died. And here, in my cave, I laid dead again from the very thing that I so deeply desired: love.

For as long as Luciana could remember, all she ever wanted was freedom. Freedom from responsibility. Freedom from society's suffocating rules. Freedom to live and act as she pleased. But freedom, in her world, was nothing more than a cruel illusion, like chasing a glimmer of light at the end of a tunnel that never ended. Instead, she wasted away at a soul-crushing nine-to-five, working herself into the grave. Literally. Her death was as pitiful as her life: overworked, overlooked, and forgotten. Yet the gods, in a rare stroke of mercy, decided her story wasn't over. Reborn into a savage new world, Luciana has been handed the one thing she always craved- freedom. This time, she intends to enjoy it. To be lazy. To live for herself. And if that means attracting a few unusual, scarred, and utterly irresistible beastmen as husbands along the way... who is she to complain?

Hailey Rose Potter have been a pawn for the grown up to use and she was tired of it all. After being the perfect pawn for all her life with abuse, neglectance, violations and blood, she refuse to be their pawn again she refuse to die in his hands again, she makes a big decision and take her life in her own hands. She wanted to say F&%¤ this and let them fight their own fight but knew as long as she was the chosen one she will never be safe and took a drastic turn. She wanted to refuse sides but her fate already had other plans. Getting an helping hand from no other then Death himself Hailey refuse to let ot

❝ Someone born with the influence of Amortenia cannot love ❞ ❝Nah, mate ❞ In which Harry Potter is sent back in time turned into a girl to change Tom Riddle and his ways. A Female Harry Potter fanfic (Under major reconstruction I am changing up a lot of things, so many chapters have been unpublished) WARNING: SLOW UPDATES ALL THE CHARECTERS RIGHTFULLY BELONGS TO J.K ROWLING ONLY THE PLOT AND CHANGE OF EVENTS ARE MINE

Ria goes with Bella to save Fuckward, because Bella still loves him and for the Cullen Coven. While in the throne room she meets the three kings and instantly feels a connection to the king that doesn't even look away from the wall that he's studying to see who just walked into his castle. She can tell though Ciaus is vicious, and Aro is insane, Marcus is ruthless and cunning to get what he wants and when someone threatens his Coven or Mate he becomes Ares the first God Of War. Before Jasper. Will she be destined to find her mate in the apathetic king or will she die with her heart in pieces This is a soul mate Mark story and Ria had already went through the entire war a year ago

Amara thought marriage was forever... until her so-called best friend stabbed her in the back (literally!) just to steal her husband. Tragic? Yes. The end? Not quite. When she opens her eyes again, she's reborn as a human maiden in a world full of beastmen-strong, charming, and a little too good-looking for their own good. This time, fate is not giving her just one husband. Oh no... she gets to pick as many as her heart desires! From cold warriors to mischievous rogues, every encounter brings chaos, laughter, and maybe a kiss (or two). Who needs one man when you can have a whole forest of them? A lighthearted tale of rebirth, romance, and way too many handsome husbands begins!

Astra Lunella Potter was born to prophecy. The one with the power to vanquish The Dark Lord approaches Born to those who have thrice defied him, born as the seven months die.... and the Dark Lord will mark her as his equal, But she will have power, the Dark lord knows not. Astra found out the truth about how it truly hurt her, now she needs to change her whole life for the better, but could she alone, or would she find help in the least expected place? For neither can live while the other survives... Being more exceptional than the others, Astra knew there was something more to it. She knew Dumbledore was manipulating her, yet what was she supposed to do without proof?

For years, Dahlia Potter was believed to be lost-another victim of the Voldemort and was forced mourned by her parent, forever separated from her twin... But Dahlia is not dead. She's alive, hiding in plain sight, a ghost in the shadows of her own life, haunted by memories she can't explain and a past she escape. And the one and only Sirius Black was the one to find her. What happened to Dahlia all those years? And what part of her remains untouched by the dark magic that almost claimed her life? But some truths are buried in blood, and not everyone wants them to resurface.

The forgotten daughter of Sirius Black. The Pureblood Princess. Carina Black was raised by her uncle with no interaction with the marauders or her father. But what happens when her school goes to Hogwarts for the Triwizard Tournament and she has to face them for the first time in her life. And what happens when she catches the face of a certain boy with green eyes and messy black hair. TW mentions of suicide and self harm. Regulus, Jily and Wolfstar are all alive, Peter got sent to Azkaban for his crimes against the Potters.

Anastasia Genevieve Potter, younger sister to one James Potter, finds herself unable to have custody of her nephew, Harry Potter, after that fateful night. Instead, she works for years to change that. This is what happens when she finally has her way. All Rights for Anastasia and her plot/story-line go to me. Everything else goes to J.K. Rowling because I did this completely based off of the books. Cover art goes to my sister, who made it because she loves me.