Harper King is the girl who has it all. More fame than you could ever imagine, looks beyond compare and the job of a lifetime. What more could you want? Having taken the modelling world by storm, her name is on the tip of everyone's tongues. She's a public icon. A celebrity of the ages. The perfect girl living the perfect life. But immense media pressure and constant scrutiny from the public comes with a price even Harper can't afford. Even she won't be able to survive in this cutthroat industry unscathed. She's empty. She's damaged. She's broken. Maybe the perfect girl everyone knows isn't so perfect after all. Everyone has their secrets and Harper is no exception. Using modelling as an escape from her saddened past, she threw herself into the lion's cage head first and now it's much too late to turn back. But maybe all hope isn't lost. There might just be something that can make this life bearable. And that something - or rather someone - is Axel Knight. ~*~*~

Ophelia is the smartest girl you'll meet in DC. She's also the most mysterious. Her past is a complete secret to everyone around her. The only thing people know is that her parents apparently died when she was nine. Now, at 16, her latest foster father is a guard at the boy's juvenile center, and he's gotten her a job teaching a class to a group of boys. Being a 16-year-old teacher to a bunch of boys in Juvie doesn't sound so hard, right? Eli was put in Juvie at 14 for a crime he didn't commit, stuck with a sentence that leaves him in jail until he's well into his 60's. But that doesn't stop them from making him take an English class. These two find themselves getting closer, and Ophelia is determined to clear Eli's name and find the real criminal. Her past comes in handy every once in a while. But will her help alone be enough? --Readers, please be patient as we put this book through the editing process. Check back to see the changes

Draco is abused by his father and no one knows. He wants to keep it that way, he wants no one to feel sorry for him. Harry sees Draco one day sitting on the windowsill in Hogwarts, how will everything go? I speak English and I still have trouble spelling, and this is my first fanfiction. Picture not mine off of Google.

Voldermort rose in Draco Malfoy's 3rd. At the end of the year. They did not know why or how or what happened. They had been attempting it, Draco knew despite his father's tight lips. Yet, the process had not gone as planned. It was the soul from the diary that had returned, not the 20-odd year old that they had been expecting. This came with...complications. Tom Riddle was 16. Ideally, he would go to hogwarts in order to recruit those that would remain loyal to only him. Sure he had the remnants that his older self had recruited, but Tom did not know them, and furthermore, he doubted the viability of many of them. So he uses them, but he wants more loyal followers, and as such he needs to go to Hogwarts. Quite a decent foundation for such things. Using the young Draco Malfoy, molding him, grooming him, he would fool Albus Dumbledore, gain access to Hogwarts, and then he would begin his recruitment process. If he found his mate, became a bit too attached (obsessed) , and started another feud, well all part of the process he supposed. There were other issues as well. With Remus Lupin, the werewolf, still teaching, and the favoritism amongst the students, they had some work to do, but it was nothing Tom couldn't handle.

When Drake, son of Poseidon, devotes his life to ruining Percy's, he leaves camp. But suddenly Chaos, creator of the universe, appears and asks him to be his assassin and commander of his army. With Chaos blessing, Percy becomes the second most powerful being in the universe. A threat rises to Earth, and Percy must stop it before it wipes out humanity. With the help of old friends and a team of deadly assassins, Percy is not alone. Will he leave Earth to it's fate? Or can he learn to put the past behind him? A/N I adopted this story from @ShelbyLynnWilson don't forget to check out her stories as well. Temporary hiatus.

Percy Jackson is trying to be normal. He has tests to take, he has a girlfriend and friendships to keep up. He has a life, but of course the fates have other plans for him. Percy Jackson gets chased by some strange people in spandex, so what's he do? He ran, which seems to have been a mistake. Now the Avengers are looking for him and without knowing their intentions, Percy begins to question his choices. Then things just get worse from there!

Hera is walking through the streets of New York when a scream pierce the air, but wait why is she in New York well that's easy Zeus her 'loving' husband whom cheated on her again and sired a child Zander grieves but that is a story for another time, right now she is running through the streets to where she heard the yell when she skids to a halt in front of a small boy three at most bloody, beat, and wearing torn clothes shivering in a pool of blood that was much to large for him to create alone when she slowly looked up a bit she saw a woman in a pool of blood a foot away from the boy she had grey streaks in her hair which was matted in her blood from the lacerations all over her body Hera tentatively reached down towards the boy when she touched him he shot up......

Brother of my mother, with whom I stay, Cast spells and does tricks with a stick like clay. An odd bunch of friends call his home theirs, They all walk in, mostly in pairs. Accustomed with Gandalf and Spark head who join in his fun, Which is all very nice, because my previous life holds none. Alone I be, No other friends or family. To the arms of death they go, While I wish they carried me in tow. My uncle's name is Sirius Black, And mine is Perseus, son of Jack. All Characters belong to RR and J. K. Rowling

~ON HIATUS~ After the Great War with Gaea, Percy and his friends travel to Beacon Hills to have a more normal life. As fate has it, this doesn't happen. They meet Scott and his pack, both groups joining together to try and save Beacon Hills, along with the the rest of the world. On top of all this, what has Stiles been hiding from everyone, including his best friend? Is there something more to Stiles' past?

He had eyes the color of sin. Lips that tasted like hellfire. And tonight I was a little hungry for the devil. -Almaz A. Bad boys. Known by their charming goodlooks and devilish smile. Winning the hearts of women one panty drop at a time. I love reading the bad boy genre books. I have been on wattpad awhile. So I've gained an amount of bad boys to share with you babes. These are my personal opinion and viewings on these books. Much Love, M.