{𝗕𝗼𝗼𝗸 𝟭} Lexi Hooper has been a Harry Potter fan since the very start. One day, Lexi and her friend decide to go to King's Cross station for a memorable cosplay. But what started as a joke, turns out to be both Lexi's dream and her nightmare. Just for a laugh, Lexi starts to run towards the wall between platform 9 and 10, careful not to hit it too hard. But the shocking part is that the wall disappears and she passes the barrier, suddenly finding herself in platform 9 3/4. At first she thinks that she's just dreaming and goes with the flow. But when she figures out that everything is as real as it can get, Lexi realizes that she has the power to change everything and save everyone; because she knows exactly what is going to happen next and how to stop it, even though she is just a Muggle.

# 1 I N B U L L Y I N G #1 I N H O R R O R # 1 I N D O M E S T I C V I O L E N C E # 1 I N A N T I - B U L L Y I N G # 1 I N R A I S E A W A R E N E S S (highest ranks) CLARK, OLIVIA 15/02/2000 DD/MM/YY TRENT, ALESSIA 28/08/2000 DD/MM/YY You are murdered at 8PM on a Saturday evening whilst you are walking to clear your mind. But then, miraculously, you wake up. In your killer's body. Pick a girl. Who would you rather be? 🕊 '𝐈 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐟𝐞𝐞𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐥𝐞𝐬𝐬 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐥𝐞𝐬𝐬 𝐥𝐢𝐤𝐞 𝐎𝐥𝐢𝐯𝐢𝐚 𝐂𝐥𝐚𝐫𝐤 𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐲 𝐬𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐥𝐞 𝐝𝐚𝐲, 𝐡𝐨𝐮𝐫, 𝐦𝐢𝐧𝐮𝐭𝐞, 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐬𝐞𝐜𝐨𝐧𝐝 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐈 𝐬𝐩𝐞𝐧𝐭 𝐭𝐫𝐚𝐩𝐩𝐞𝐝 𝐢𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐛𝐨𝐝𝐲. 𝐈𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐥𝐢𝐟𝐞. 𝐈𝐧 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐥𝐢𝐟𝐞.' First posted: 25/10/18 Last posted: 12/04/19 1k reached: 15/04/19 2k reached: 23/05/19 3k reached: 17/07/19 4k reached: 22/08/19 5k reached: 07/10/19 6k reached: 25/12/19 (🎄) 7k reached: 19/02/20 8k reached: 06/03/20 9k reached: 07/03/20 10k reached: 10/03/20 11k reached: 15/03/20 12k reached: 22/03/20 13k reached: 30/03/20 14k reached: 17/04/20 15k reached: 24/04/20 16k reached: 14/05/20 17k reached: 04/06/20 18k reached: 06/07/20 19k reached: 18/09/20 20k reached: 15/08/21 21k reached: 12/10/22

"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.

"*Completed*"I froze the first boy I ever kissed. And I don't mean he got cold feet..." Megan is pretty unhappy when she's forced to move to a tiny, freezing town in Canada. It's going to be totally boring, right? Things heat up when she discovers that she possesses a growing power that's becoming more and more difficult to control. Not only that, but the power has attracted some interesting people. A smouldering young man who claims to be her rescuer, and his icy but attractive enemy. They're both claiming to be the good guy, so who exactly is she supposed to trust? Megan finds herself embroiled in an ancient battle between two kingdoms, slowly discovering an identity she never knew she had. Cover designed by Marie Tilmant

The international singing sensation, Ghost Bird, is a name known around the world. No one knows who the mysterious singer is, but everyone knows her music. Sang Sorenson sings to escape the reality of her hard life. Locked in a house with her mother, Sang has only stepped foot in the outside world once. When the Blackbourne team heard the cry for help in her songs, they know they need to figure out who Ghost Bird is. Will they be able to rescue Sang in time, though? ♪♬♪ Fanfiction of the world created in the Academy books by C.L. Stone. ♞♜♝♚♛♟

For 18 year old Avery Williams, life hasn't been an easy ride. With her mom on life support, being poor which means she can't afford her mom's surgery, she has to raise her 6 year old sister Lilly by herself in their small apartment, and her dad abandoned them before Lilly was even born. But one stormy night while Avery was driving home in their old ford pickup truck, her and Lilly come across an injured fox lying in the middle of the road. She decides to pull of and help the poor fox. But after she helps it, it starts to talk. The next thing Avery knows, is that the fox is glowing and the little glow goes inside her body. With her new secret, she can shift into a fox. But the fox named, Red, told her she can't tell anyone. So now it's Avery's and Lilly's little secret. --------------------------------------- Jake Taylor is the alpha of the Southern Nightshade Pack. He's used to getting what he wants. When he comes across Avery and Lilly walking in a park, he finds out that she is his mate. And he wants her. Bad. So he does the only thing he can think of. Have him and his friends kidnap her. But will he put up with her trying to escape? Will he find out her little secret? Read the book and find out. Highest Ranking: #52 in Werewolf

When a deadly disease ravages the town of Holmsley, Frankie and her friends find themselves trapped inside a military-blockaded quarantine zone. ***** A story that was first published in 2014 and feels more relevant than ever. Fifteen-year-old Frankie and her friends must find their way out of quarantine if they want to survive. As the body count rises, Frankie realizes that this is no ordinary quarantine and no one is coming to help. Once infected, the sick become crazed and violent, while fear turns other survivors to savages. And who or what are the mysterious figures Frankie keeps seeing around town? It seems she'll have to unravel the dark truth behind it all if she wants to get out alive... Content and/or trigger warning: This story describes disease outbreaks and contains scenes of violence, which may be triggering for some readers. [[word count: 100,000-150,000 words]]

She's not human. She's The First. Gis is a breakthrough in human cloning and DNA manipulation. To everyone around the world, she is a miracle, and a new hope for salvation. In a time full of disease following the dissolution of the United States, Gis is humanity's last hope for a cure. But Gis has a mind of her own, and she isn't ready to be all that people want. She is her own person. And she will fight to keep it that way. No matter the cost. [The Second - sequel to The First, out now!] Highest rankings: #1 in Science #1 in Test #1 in Future #1 in DNA #2 in Experiment #30 in Science Fiction

No one ever said what would happen when dragons and aliens meet. And no one told me that I would be in the middle of it. Tasha was studying hard to get through her last year of university when she was kidnapped. She certainly didn't expect to wake up with four feet and wings. Mad scientists are bad enough, but things get even more complicated when aliens appear and wipe out the human race. Is there a way for her to hide her true identity in this new world while retaining her humanity? --------------------- Sneak Peek: I jumped over the lip of the tray and beat down hard with my wings. I had expected to only slow my fall; I had not expected to end up gaining so much height. I squawked in surprise and spread my wings wide in alarm before gravity regained its hold on me. With several awkward back-winging motions of my wings, I landed lightly on the floor. Well, at least I know my wings work. I glanced at the man in the corner as he was scribbling quick notes. I turned around to regard the tray again. They say practice makes perfect. With another hop and a single wingbeat, I managed to land in the sand tray with fanned wings slowing my momentum. That was much more graceful. But a wing-assisted hop wasn't true flight. And I still wasn't on the windowsill. ---------------------------- Entire semi-polished draft can be read on Wattpad. The polished version may be purchased on Amazon as print/audio/ebook. Copyright November 2016. All Rights Reserved. Readers may not copy, alter, or steal this story. Fanfictions are allowed to use my *world*, *labs*, and kidnapping/metaforming idea as long as credit is given. Loosely based on a story of a loyal war dog who had originated as a street stray. The Cover was done by Dedefox at https://www.deviantart.com/dedefox