Maria (aka Ria. Ri or Riri) doesn't hate a lot of things in life.. Just douchey men and Zak Bagans and the feeling is mutual. Both being friends with Aaron Goodwin they are forced to be within each others presence at countless occasions. But when alone the fire between them grows, shots are fired and things become heated. Will the pair resolve their differences? Or will someone get hurt in the cross fire? Disclaimer: I do not own, nor have any connection to Ghost Adventures, it's crew or any known associates. My portral of any cast or crew members are strictly fictional and for the basis of the story line. No copyright infringement, harm, etc. intended. I do not own any pictures present throughout this story.

→ A long time ago, in a galaxy far, far away... After the battle on the Starkiller base with resistance supporters Rey and Finn, the commander of the First Order, Kylo Ren, has his wounds he sustained during battle tended to by Luna, a young unsuspecting nurse of the First Order. • set directly after the force awakens • contains spoilers for the force awakens • written before the last jedi was released April 2016 → January 2017 • highest ranking: #18 in fanfiction • #3 in the kylo ren tag → I do not own Star Wars, Lucasfilm or any characters created by the franchise. → However, Luna and any other character not belonging to Lucasfilm are owned and created by me.

!Currently being edited! "Han Solo? Wasn't he a war hero?" The confused so called Resistance fighter asked the wookiee stood behind him. "No, he was a smuggler," the scavenger girl beamed, watching the old man with a look of awe on her face. "Smuggler, war hero, nerf-herder," the younger girl smirked, a lifetime of memories of Han Solo swimming through her mind. "But mostly, my father," Copyright to O.T'Gan 2016.

[ COMPLETE ] ❝what's meant to be will always find a way❞ [ 𝐩𝐫𝐞-𝐭𝐰𝐢𝐥𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐭𝐰𝐢𝐥𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭 ] [ 𝐛𝐨𝐨𝐤 𝐨𝐧𝐞 𝐨𝐟 𝐭𝐡𝐞 '𝐤𝐚𝐲𝐚 𝐬𝐚𝐥𝐯𝐚𝐭𝐨𝐫𝐞 𝐬𝐞𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐬' ] © frosch, 2018

𝐆𝐑𝐀𝐕𝐈𝐓𝐘. ❝ she could be the stars and the moon, but he would never see the difference. ❞ 𝐅𝐀𝐍𝐅𝐈𝐂𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍 𝐒𝐓𝐀𝐑 𝐖𝐀𝐑𝐒 - 𝐏𝐎𝐄 𝐃𝐀𝐌𝐄𝐑𝐎𝐍 𝐂𝐎𝐕𝐄𝐑 𝐌𝐀𝐃𝐄 𝐁𝐘 @asoisastark this book sucks, i wrote it when i was really young, you have been warned!

Skywalker: Legends, the chosen ones, Jedis that bring hope and justice across the galaxy. General Leia Organa is in search of her long-lost brother, Kylo Ren is advancing to his own darker powers, and thousands of lives already lost in stopping the First Order. Hope is wearing thin in the Galaxy, and there is only so much that could happen before the Resistance falls to darkness. A Skywalker needs to reign in good once more, and many think it is Jedi Master Luke, but only he knows they are wrong. Kamaria Fatum is barely making it in the depths of a forested planet known as Norko, selling old technological equipment she finds throughout the galaxy. Coming across lightsaber crystals and old hilts shouldn't have been so bad, but for her, it can doom her very existence. The force is something she has known for quite some time, an undying spirit in her that knows she can be a Jedi just like her father before her, and the father before him. Kamaria isn't stupid, and she knows her true history despite the lies her mother tried to feed her. She is the only daughter of Luke Skywalker, cousin of Ben Solo, and trained under her father before that fateful night in the temple... She's in constant fear harboring that knowledge, and when her Aunt Leia asks for her return in the Resistance, only so much can happen before Kamaria has to make a choice with the force. Good like her father Luke, or dark like Anakin. *SPOILERS INSIDE.* *WILL BE TAKEN PLACE THROUGHOUT THE SERIES INCLUDING THE RISE OF SKYWALKER*

❝ 𝗧𝗛𝗜𝗦 𝗜𝗦 𝗡𝗢𝗧 𝗔 𝗙𝗔𝗜𝗥𝗬𝗧𝗔𝗟𝗘- 𝗜𝗠 𝗡𝗢𝗧 𝗔 𝗣𝗥𝗜𝗡𝗖𝗘𝗦𝗦 𝗪𝗔𝗜𝗧𝗜𝗡𝗚 𝗧𝗢 𝗕𝗘 𝗥𝗘𝗦𝗖𝗨𝗘𝗗 𝗕𝗬 𝗦𝗢𝗠𝗘 𝗟𝗢𝗩𝗘𝗦𝗧𝗥𝗨𝗖𝗞 𝗙𝗢𝗢𝗟 ❞ 𝐟𝐮𝐥𝐥 𝐬𝐮𝐦𝐦𝐚𝐫𝐲 𝐢𝐧𝐬𝐢𝐝𝐞 ᴄᴏᴍᴘʟᴇᴛᴇ 𝐟𝐞𝐛 𝟐𝟎𝟏𝟖 - 𝐣𝐚𝐧 𝟐𝟎𝟏𝟗 𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐝 𝐜𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐭: 𝟐𝟏𝟒𝐤+ 𝘩𝘪𝘨𝘩𝘦𝘴𝘵 𝘳𝘢𝘵𝘪𝘯𝘨𝘴: #1 𝘪𝘯 #𝘫𝘢𝘴𝘱𝘦𝘳𝘩𝘢𝘭𝘦 #𝘫𝘢𝘴𝘱𝘦𝘳 #𝘸𝘰𝘭𝘧𝘪𝘦𝘤𝘪𝘯𝘥𝘺

[Highest Rank: #3 in Romance] "Tell me to kiss you," he whispered so quiet and husk I wouldn't have heard if he wasn't my main focus of attention. "No," I protested knowing good and well that I've never wanted anything more. "Tell me," his other hand slid under his hoodie, his cold finger tips a contrast on my hot body, his lips leaning in to whisper in my ear, "to kiss you." His eyes pulled back and studied my face. I leaned in close, my lips barely touching his. "No," the stretch of my lips making a bit more contact with his. I heard him growl. And then it was as if a gust of wind blew out the candles and everything went cold, including the once occupied space in front of me. He was gone and I was left alone in the dark. ______________________ They say drowning is a peaceful death, one of the best ways to die, if there is even a good way to die at all. They say it's like falling asleep, the calm feeling of water flooding your lungs as the flow of oxygen ceases and you pass from earth to wherever we go after this life. I however, beg to differ. ______________________ When a blue eyed girl stumbles into the town of Wrustles and almost drowns she becomes the talk of the town.. and the chatter of the sea. After being convinced that someone in the water saved her she jumps again, only to find the harsh waves and a face. A face she knew would find her beneath the crashing water above her. A face she believed in before she even knew it existed. ______________________ I update hella frequently! And my chapters are what some would consider short but I promise it's worth it and it allows really frequent updates! ♡ ______________________

"When you see her, everything changes. All of a sudden it's not gravity holding you to the planet, it's her. Nothing else matters. You would do anything; be anything for her." ❖❖❖❖❖ After the death of their parents, Reed and Callas Quinn move back to the small community of La Push, Washington, to live with their grandparents. The Quileute Reservation, where they had grown up, seems even more welcoming and home-like since they moved back. Although, Reed remembers it slightly differently to his younger sister, Callas. Mainly because he was the one who was told by his grandparents about the legends of the tribe, the legend about being descended from wolves and how the wolves were their brothers still, and genuinely wanted to believe that maybe, just possibly, that it was true. Unlike her brother, Callas was never really phased by the legends that their tribe had brought them up on. She couldn't really remember much of the stories anyway, being so young when their father took them out of La Push to live somewhere else, after the death of their mother had taken a toll on him. But returning once more, ten years later, with Reed being almost twenty and more able to look after his sixteen-year-old sister, he falls back into the comfort of the legends and myths of the tribe. Maybe too comfortably. While Callas sees it as an opportunity to finally be back to her roots, back to her loving grandparents and ageing dog, and to finally feel like she belongs. Callas wasn't the type of person to mind moving, having done it for over half of her life. So, transferring to La Push High School wasn't weighing heavily on her mind. But accidentally bumping into a group of russet-coloured skinned boys, while in her own mind, did. Her connection to the boys was almost instant, which put Reed slightly on edge. Especially if he believed the legends to be true. © copyright | tribecky | 2017

"She slept with wolves without fear, for the wolves knew a lion was amongst them." -Robert M Drake He howled at the moon to bring him peace. Instead it brought him a tornado with ocean eyes and a heartbeat. She cried to the heavens to bring her release. Instead it brought her a flame locked inside a beast. Ryder Kane was used to pain. It infiltrated her life at an early age, a never ceasing burn through all of her days. The struggles of reality had become engrained in her mind since the day she realized that the world wouldn't carry her. She had to carry it. Paul Lahote didn't believe in love, not until he met her. His life was a whir of anger and meaningless days. Ryder changed that, the second she locked eyes with him. His imprint, a gaurded fireball with ocean eyes- Ryder Kane became his world. And slowly, but surely, he became hers, even if she didn't want him to. Paul Lahote Fanfiction