Kat was an 11 year old who thought her life couldn't get any worse, that is until the day the military came and creatures known as "Xenomorphs" showed up. She doesn't know what to do, until she finds a little Snake being chased by a marine. She saves it and takes care of the little critter not knowing that it will grow to be a Monster. Xenomorphs belong to 20th century fox. This is a Xenomorph FanFiction. If you use an idea/character from this story please give me credit (It's very appreciated) :3 Cover made by Xenochick :D

•female reader• Your home's quite the disaster. Your parents for sure aren't helping and this leads to many, many problems. You start searching for a job. Soon, you become the new nightguard of the famous restaurant: Freddy Fazbear's Pizza. You become friends with the animatronics over time. Good friends, even. But they soon start to notice that not all is what it seems. Also, since you're working at Freddy Fazbear's, a lot of things are happening to you. Great things, like finding your true love. But unfortunately, also bad things, like-find it out yourself :3 How is this all going to turn out? Find out in this book! ;) ×Pictures in this book are not mine× ×Contains a lot of swearing and fighting scenes. Be aware of blood and shizzle× ×Five Nights at Freddy's belongs to Scott Cawthon× ×I don't support abuse in any way. It's wrong×

"What the hell?" I took a step closer to the mirror, staring at my reflection in disbelief. The person looking back was still me, but at the same time it wasn't. I had the same thick, dark, curly hair. The same hazel eyes. The same olive skin with a light dusting of freckles (ugh) scattered across the bridge of my nose. But my curls were now streaked with highlights. And not the subtle, golden-brown ones that sometimes appeared during the summer. No, these were an aggressive, dazzling blond that went from the roots of my hair all the way to the tips. It looked like I had spent a full day getting my hair done in some upscale salon. Never mind that I had never set foot in such a place since the day I was born. My eyes appeared somehow wider and more luminous. The colour brighter, my eyelashes darker up against them. And, when I looked closely, my pupils seemed to be slitted almost like a cat. I looked down at my body. My skinny arms-which had always refused to gain any definition no matter how hard I exercised-were lined with flat, wiry muscles. My bony shoulders were now curved and smooth. My scrawny legs were toned like a dancer. I reached down and lifted my shirt, revealing two subtle lines running vertically down my perfectly flat stomach, hinting at the rock-hard abs underneath. My whole body was rippling with strength. Like liquid steel.

Marcie is an oddity in her village, the daughter of a widower with both village and outsider blood in her veins. She cares for her drunken father, and struggles to fit in with the rest of the village. Everything changes when she comes across two dragons, a mother and her new born, and unwittingly becomes the Tamer of the baby dragon when his mother dies. This new unlikely bond completely changes her life and opens doors to her future that she would have never thought possible whilst also causing her pain and heartache.