[Chen Ju Fen] The chrysanthemum fragrant blooms at dawn. At the age of 22, she died by the hands of her so-called husband and at the feet of her 'sworn' sister. Dying regretfully for wasting her life on a man who had thrown her away so easily like an used tissue, she opens her eyes to the familiar sight of her bedroom at the age of 16; it was exactly one year before she married him. Now she makes a choice: follow with the original story or take another route. NOT A TRANSLATION: this is my own humble story. All rights reserved. Do not plagiarize. Cover picture belongs to me while other photos used throughout the chapters do not, and I don't claim them. They belong to their rightful owners. Viewer's discretion is advised. Story contains usage of strong language, violence, and heavy sexual contents. Read at your own risk! Highest Rankings reached: #1 Novel #1 Revenge #1 Short story #1 Mature

Harry has lived a long and fulfilling life as a wizard, and he is ready to pass on when his time comes. Children, grandchildren, great-grandchildren, Harry was happy with the way things turned... That is, until, he finds out the truth and gains his strange...inheritance. With a little help from Death, Fate, Time, Life, and even Lady Hecate herself, he's able to fix the wrongdoings of his past. Maybe even find new friends and family. Who knows? For Harry, luck is all he needs. -- This is a Harry Potter fanfiction that contains slash between Harry Potter and Tom Riddle/Voldemort. DISCLAIMER: I DO NOT OWN ANYTHING HARRY POTTER RELATED, NOR AM I CLAIMING TO! THIS IS JUST A FANFICTION!

Meet Hana. She's a fujoshi and proud of it. One day, a freak accident causes her to lose her life. Upon death, she sees the three fates, who tell her that her death was not supposed to happen. To make it up to her, the fates allow Hana to be reborn as her "persona," which happens to be a high school boy with an amazing voice and the talent of attracting a famous manga artist.

He Chang Hua lived a life accordingly. According to norms, rules, politeness, duties... A quiet sort of life, and garnered a quiet sort of affections. It was considered a good life. He died with regrets. Cover by the wonderful wattpad user claira232 *All images were of random Google Search. Will be taken down if requested.

Cora grace Madison -Cullen thought she would be alone forever until she moves to small town forks . But will she except the love she is given or will she hold off due to her scared of his mortality . If she does will he let age get in the way of their love .

Nichole Swan, you could say she's quite and shy, you could say she's aloof and arrogant but if you ask the right people they would say she's afriad and broken. Nichole suffers in silence, keeping the biggest secret in a small town. Her father, the sheriff, abuses her to the point when she needs to cover her entire body in makeup to hide the bruses. But she tells no one because since she was ten this was how she lived. When the Cullens move to town Alice quickly befiends Nichole in attempt to fulfill the vision she saw before coming. Nichole, in her eyes was destined to fall in love with her brother, Emmett. <<Hi so this is an Emmett love story. Rose will be with Edward :) All rights and characters (with the exception of Nichole) are the creation of Stephanie Meyer)

When the world was shrouded in darkness, it had no choice but to give birth to a new light. (Currently being rewritten)

The Uzumaki, blood relatives of the Senju... The Namikaze, relatives of the Uchiha... What if these blood ties were strong enough to awaken the legendary bloodline, known as the Rinnegan. With the powers of the gods at his fingertips how will things turn out for our blonde hero? With a more dangerous enemy and a team that actually helps him, what will be the outcome?

Valery Storm, a normal girl from a completely normal world. what happens when she and her best friend Skylar, make a wish on a VERY un-ordinary shooting star? " He pushes me onto the bed and climbs on top of me, making sure it is only him I see, nothing else. 'Now that we are alone, let me show you how much I do, Mrs. Volturi' " ~Feel free to imagine the characters however you like, this is just how I picture them.~

"Alec..." His name was the only word that I could force across the barrier of my lips. The lips that he'd kissed in ways that should be illegal. I tore my soulful gaze from him to Russell, who was staring at me hard, daring me to save Alec and not him. I swiveled from boy to boy--no. From man to man. Alec, my brother, Alec, my brother. My lover, or my guardian. But even I discovered that my shifting eyes were resting on Russell just slightly longer. Alec's amused voice broke the silence. "You don't take poker seriously enough." But the corner of my mouth twitched up at the reference. No, I most definitely did not.