When Avery is pulled away from the life she had grown accustomed to following her parents divorce the last thing she expects is to be pulled into a world of heroes and villains. In the small town of Bantfell big things are happening. The life Avery thought she knew is exchanged for that of heroes, villains and all the drama of a comic book series and Avery quickly learns that in Bantfell no one is safe. In a world where everyone seems to be wearing a mask who can she trust and who is looking to destroy her and those she loves?

When you're a Superhero, you're not supposed to team up with the bad guy. Oh well, I suppose rules were made to be broken. -unedited Highest rank #23 in Adventure (Previously known as "Super and a Hero") *Please note that this story was intended for me to be able to practice my writing, therefore my writing improves throughout the story but the plot is still loopy and poor

The world is filled with creatures of magic. Some were good once. Most have always seen mortals as nothing more than food and spell fodder. For hundreds upon hundreds of years the brought havoc to mortals, tipping the balance in their favor. The gods whom had created mortals grew saddened by their inevitable extinction. They wished sorely to prevent the creations of demons from destroying what was once so beautiful. So saddened by the incoming loss, Luna goddess of the moon and life shed tears from her perch in the stars for she, more than any god was forced to bare witness to these atrocities. Her tears dripped from the sky off the ends of the stars, falling to the world into the forests she loved so. They coated the beasts she adored more than her own soul. The wolves who loved to chase the stars she would throw morphed before her very eyes. Seeing them standing beneath the nights sky, not man not beast, she knew. Her wolves would put an end to the horror against mortals. They would bring balance to this world. ~~ The children of the night? Leaches. The fae? Drunken partiers with a taste for murder. Merfolk? Fish sluts with a taste for human flesh. Trolls? Morons of the highest caliber. Zombie? Bastards of witches. Witches? Vile little whores who turned their back on humans for power. Werewolves? The beasts who hunt them all.

Evangeline has not had a life like other she wolves. When she was 14 her brother, the next alpha of the Hawthorn pack, died leaving the pack without a male heir. The accords require any pack without a future alpha to merge with another unless their daughter is mated to a suitable future leader. So. They did not tell anyone. It was the packs largest secret. And when the time came if Evangelines mate was found and suitable he would take over when her father stepped down. If he was already an alpha....then the pack would have no choice but to merge. They could only hope he was suitable. It was not a fate Evangeline wanted. Any of it. If it were up to her she would never find her mate. She did not want a mate. She did not need a mate. She could get everything she wanted on her own. ~~ I let out a breathless laugh, rolling off the werewolf beneath me. "Well that didn't totally suck." He chuckled, abs flexing, looking me over as I rose from the bed, "didn't totally suck?" I hummed searching for my dress, "yeah it was fun while it lasted." Pretty doesn't always equal the best stamina. "Thanks Alex." "...its Aaron." I cocked a brow at him, wiggling into my tight little black dress, "not for the past hour it wasn't but okay. Cool." I raked a hand through my hair, smoothing out the inky waves. "Anyways I have to get back to my pack before sunrise and I cant find my panties. If you do, their yours." Sauntering over to him I kissed him deeply, "thanks again Andy." He chuckled, "its Aaron, and how about if I find them I give you a call?" Shit. How drunk was I? "Did I give you my number?" "No." "good." I started for his door, "have a nice life Adam." "Its Aaron!" He called after me. I rolled my eyes, "whatever." He was not good enough in bed for me to remember his name. Besides I had better things to do. Like get home before dad found out I was gone. My first Lunar Ball was coming, my first time participating to find a mate. Unfortunately.

The 17-year-old Toru Kakazu gets bullied every day at school. One day, a magic circle appears in his classroom, teleporting him and the rest of his class to a different world. They are asked to defeat the Demon King, who seemingly terrorizes and threatens the well-faring and prosperity of the adjacent kingdoms. As his classmates are being trained by the Sophetirian Empire, which they were summoned by, Toru is deemed to be of no worth. He has no skills nor talents and ends up being beaten by his bullies and left for dead. Toru survives by chance and sets out to defeat his enemies, who do not always appear in broad daylight... The Grim Reaper is born. Currently DROPPED until further notice Cover by @Warrior21st Edited by ThePab98. (@Pab998)

Joten Caru a young man age 18 who died from a fatal form of brain cancer. However, after death, he was faced with God that told him that particular form of cancer has a less than 1% survival rate should never have been created and was created by one of his underlings. He is then given the chance to create a new self for a new fantasy world similar to the MMORPG games and books he loved to read while was sick, which he fully takes advantage of. Work In Progress Please Vote and Comment!