It was dark and ominous. The wall you pressed yourself upon was cool and dank. A rancid smell reached your nostrils, making you gag. It was the stench of death. Something horribly wet and sticky dribbled down your back, gliding along your spine. You startle, reaching a hand back and swiping up some on your fingers. You bring them close to your face, squinting to see. It was a dark, crimson liquid, viscous like syrupy honey. In horror, you realize it was blood. You spin around and back up, discovering more of the life blood splattered over the wall, conveying a message. Terrified but unable to help your curiosity, you peer closely, trying to translate. We're coming for you. Almost there. "We're here." PS, all the art (unless I say so) belongs to me. *The cover is not mine!*

Lyla Davidson was just a normal 14 year old girl. Emphasis on the was. After her mother died from cancer caused by a mishap in the laboratory, Lyla is left alone with just her dad. Then at her father's laboratory, Lyla drops several of her experiments on herself, causing her to gain new abilities she can't even seem to wrap her head around. At the same time, the lab is taken over by Loki, who takes control of her dad and the other lab workers. Lyla's life gets thrown head first into the Avenger's life when she is forced to become the youngest member to stop Loki and save the only family she's got left.

You are ________ Stark. Tony adopted you when you were around 10. Now you are 18. You have Fire Superpowers. You can shoot powers out of your hands and also become fire. The story plays somewhen at an undefined time regardless of the movies. That's all you need to know for now. Have fun and oh it can eventually get a little spicy here, just that you know ;). Excuse my grammar please! And my cover making skills. I own nothing except for "_______" and the idea of this fanfic. it's based on characters I do NOT own. I know everyone knows but I don't wanna get in any kind of trouble. This is my first story. I will make two alternative ends.

"People like him don't change. He is the god of mischief, after all." Bruce Banner has a niece; Eryn Banner. She works by his side at S.H.I.E.L.D. When Loki mysteriously returns, she finds herself intrigued to him. He's not all mischievous and full of lies as much as he's said to be. Beneath his tough facade, is a broken man with a story to tell. Too bad, no one else but Eryn sees that. So what happens when Eryn helps Loki escape from S.H.I.E.L.D? Loki isn't called the god of mischief for nothing. *UNDER EDITING*

You were supposed to be a normal Android for this rich family, specifically designed to be different for this family. You were doing great until the father murdered the mother, and blamed you for it. Now you sat here hiding from that damned Deviant Hunter with a small little baby in your arms. Now only if you could protect yourself and (Baby/Name), maybe with the help of Connor and other you could be safe.

"Running diagnostics. . .Systems all up and ready to go. No misplacements or reconstruction needed. Model RK800, serial #313 248 317 at your service." His voice came exactly as you wanted, calm and soothing. Perfect for a negotiator. You were suspended in disbelief. "It, it worked. . . hi." "Scanning. . . Dr.(Y/N), creator assisted by a sliver of blueprints that were left by Dr. Kamski in your care at the time of his retirement. Hello, what do you need Model RK800 prototype #1 to do for you?" Perhaps a little cold and detached too, but what did you expect? You smiled gently, fiddling with the coin in your hand. "That's not necessary. . .and that model number doesn't really roll off the tongue. I shall name you." "Very well, although I would like to remind you that I am a prototype and that I am not a living being that is needed to be called by something. Ready to accept name." "Reminder accepted. . . Connor." "Hello, Dr. (Y/N). My name is Connor." You took his hand for a shake, him quickly reciprocating it once he realized it was a socially accepted action used by humans for greetings. Your eyes twinkled, making sure he took the coin even though he was about to question it. "Hi Connor. It's nice to finally meet you." |ConnorxProgrammar!Reader| Creator!Reader| Android & Human|Fem!Reader|

"If nature has taught us anything it is that the impossible is probable." The course of Connor's life as an android changes when he meets Sergeant Lee Hart. He meets her at the same bar a day before he meets Hank. He goes to look for Hank that night only to find Lee. She offers him to sit next to her and share a drink with her to which Connor declines. Lee then makes a bet that if she flips a coin and it lands on tails, Connor stays and if it lands on heads, he can go. Connor agrees and with a flip of a coin, his entire fate changes as Lee enters his life. She along with Hank began to make him question his obedience to Cyberlife, but at what cost? The probability of an android falling in love with a human is highly unlikely....right? Disclaimer: Follows the games story loosely with added in parts and fillers. Time leading up to the Detroit Android rebellion is a bit skewered. This story deals with racism that both my black OC experiences along with androids. If that bothers you, don't read! :) (Cover is made by qlossxier ! Check her out! ♡)

In a universe where Demons rule the earth and humans are their slaves, a small village girl somehow gets the attention of the king of the world....

Getting Kicked out of a One Direction concert for Whorin’ For Horan wasn’t on top of Kim and Alex’s ‘to do’ list neither was running from zombies, but Santa obviously isn’t happy with them lately. The two die hard Directioners get their world turned upside down in less than 24 hours. All it took was a forgetful crazy Kim, A door swinging Alex a sexy as hell British-Irish boy band, a dead ice-cream man and a Homeless Rabies lady. Now Kim and Alex are running in one direction WITH One direction! Directionators are not allowed to read, they couldn’t handle this much awesome. Jk everyone is welcome into Harry’s Pants! Wait-wut?