Marinette and Adrien's class goes to a class feild trip to China (which in this story is Marinette's old home before she and her family moved to France ). While Marinette reunites with old friends a certain Adrien Agreste starts to get jealous when an old friend of Marinette starts hanging out with her more than usual. Will this lead to secrets being unraveled? Will love ever bloom between Marinette and Adrien? DISCLAIMER: I do not own the characters of miraculous ladybug nor the fanart used in the cover. THEY ALL BELONG TO THEIR RIGHTFUL OWNERS. Thank you and enjoy the story.

COMPLETED, SEQUEL OUT NOW : Best Ranking : #1 in Miraculous Ladybug It was lying next to a pink box with white dots on it. A sleek black pin tied to it with the ribbon that bound it shut. But it wasn't shut. I didn't usually snoop around, but it was just too inviting. Yes, Adrien Agreste was going to take a peak at what Marinette had written in her diary. And I couldn't believe what was written inside. ________ Previous/Current Rankings for The Diary #1 in Miraculous Ladybug #3 in Ladynoir #1 in Marichat #2 in Ladrien #5 in Ladybug #1 in Adrienette #1 in Zag

"Sometimes following your heart, means losing your mind." I was always a small wolf. Really small. People often called me fox because I was so small. I understood the danger, I couldn't run like the others, I couldn't howl like the others. I couldn't survive like the others. It was a sensitive topic for me. I often blew up about it and demanded everyone stop treating me like a baby. This was my mistake... I got lost in the woods. I was barking and howling and doing anything to get their attention. I got the attention of some humans. Too fast everything went and now I find myself petted and collared in some boys bedroom. Can I also mention that it's my mate's room? And that he's human? •°*☆Thank you for hitting 175k!☆*°• #3 in puppy tag!

Will I Always Be: Just A Friend? {Book 1} *** {Teen Fiction #1} Ashton Thompson is everything you'd want in a boyfriend. He's funny, caring, childish at times, loving, romantic...oh and he's drool-worthy gorgeous. It's just a shame that he's my best friend...NOT my boyfriend. Being in love with your best friend SUCKS. Watching him kiss other girls HURTS. Acting like he means nothing more to me than just a friend KILLS. *** Lydia and Ashton have been best friends from the very beginning. They tell each other everything and know everything about one another. Well, so Ashton thought... Lydia has been secretly in love with her best friend for as long as she can remember. However, she keeps it to herself, not wanting to ruin their close friendship. Now they're both 18, things begin to change after a couple of 'moments' between the pair...will their friendship stand the test? And will Lydia only ever be to Ashton...Just A Friend? **THIS IS NOT A 5 SOS FANFICTION** *Credit to @XxTofiexX for my gorgeous book cover* Highest Ranking - Teen Fiction #1 (10/11/15)

In the kingdom of Vanderdash, there is no more feared warriors than that of the Scarlet Guard. Protectors of the royal family, skilled assassins trained since childhood, They follow the crown, they enforce the crown. To many, the group cloaked in red is a greater symbol of the royal family's power than the kings crown itself. Citizens respect and fear the scarlet guard, the power they hold. But within the guard there is only one who installed that very same feeling into the rest. Head of the prince's royal guard, ruthless and cunning, rarely seen by the citizens themselves. They call her Red. An expert in poisons and deception, the small girl has brought armies to their knees without once lifting a blade. A vermillion haired monster hidden behind the face of a doll. ~~ I smiled up at the men, "Would you like a cookie?" They peered into the basket I held out, spotting the heart shaped treats. "They're cinnamon with apple Jam. I do promise they are to die for." The taller mans eyes narrowed, "did you give the poor fool dead on the road a cookie?" My lips parted, "a dead man? Oh my..do you think it is safe?" "..depends on who you are miss, why did you say you were in the woods again?" I smiled gently, "I didn't." He rose a brow. "I'm delivering these," I shook the basket a bit, "to my dearest grandmama." He hesitated for only a slight second, "oh. well. be careful then. These woods can be dangerous." I nodded once still holding out the basket, "so would you?" "Would we what?" I giggle a bit, "like a cookie silly." "Ah.." he scratched the back of his head, "sorry, I'm not too fond of apples." Damn it. I sighed softly, "strawberry next time then." "Right..." As I turned to go I looked up at the two tall men, "you be careful now too gentleman. There are wolves in these woods." They nodded rigidly as I spun and began to skip off, giggling to myself. He asked the wrong question. I didn't give the dead fool a cookie. I gave him two.