lonely and outcast by his classmates, Remus wishes on a Moonshadows for a friend who understands him. To his amazement his wish is answered his wish is answered not once, but three times by his former enemies, the Marauders. This does not belong to me this fanfiction belongs to Moonshine. Please go support the original at fanfiction.net.

The battle on Starkiller base has been won, but can Rey escape her internal battle? Kylo's voice still calls to her in her sleep, and his words "I can show you the ways of the Force, " haunt her soul. Starkiller Base was destroyed and Kylo Ren supposedly along with it. Now Rey is back on Jakku with her new companion BB-8, hoping for a little rest. But is Kylo Ren really dead? Or will he come looking for her, and for the power within her that he so longs for? This is a fan fic sequel to the latest Star Wars movie The Force Awakens **The Cover image was used with permission and created by http://ck0t.deviantart.com/

Sick of cliché Wattpad books? Then this isn't the book for you. We take every single over-used plot, character and trope on Wattpad - from player-meets-nerd to my-boyfriend-is-a-vampire - and mash it all into one, awful, hilarious parody. NOTE: This is a parody. Characters have not been created to mock a race/nationality/sexuality, they have been created to lightly poke fun at the way certain teen fiction writers reduce them into crude stereotypes. Thanks for helping this pile of junk get to #1 in Humor!

✓~ Nico Di Angelo wasn't much for humans. So pesky with their small minds and lack of flare. But Nico was big on bets. Though he has an annoying tendency to lose those, much to his friends enjoyment. Make a human fall in love with you. Seems easy enough. Wrong. Cover made by: @LordoftheRabbits

“Love is a psychological and physiological phenomenon, made of synapses and hormones, endorphins and dopamine receptors, pheromones, experiences, commonalities, mutual attraction. Not the muscle of the heart. Inexact metaphor. Designed for poetry, not accuracy.” First person, present tense story told from Sherlock's point of view. Written in early 2011, prior to series 2.

POST REICHENBACH/JOHNLOCK AU. Two years after watching the love of his life commit suicide, John Watson has faded out. Balancing between sleepless nights or facing the nightmares to see Sherlock’s face again; he knows the game is over. But he never had closure. And so, on a bleak Christmas Eve, he visits Sherlock’s grave and says what he should have said but never could. He hadn’t expected a reply; especially not this one. After two years of using the shadow of his demise as a cover to take down a terror network, Sherlock Holmes is back. With his hand hovering over the call button, he waits near his grave to catch a glimpse of John, unsure of how to come home. But one night, somebody makes it easier. The game is on. (Or should I say, “The gay is on”?) BOOK #1 of the SherlockedDoors Subcanon (shitty name, I know, but alliteration calls.) (NOTE: This does not follow the plot of series 3, it goes off in a totally different direction. Though some things have been recently updated to merge with some posts in John's blog and a couple of teasers, I started writing this AAGGGEESSS before series 3 so the reunion scene is different. Anyhow, if you like Johnlock, you'll probably like this. Enjoy!)

This is the original missing love scene from my fanfiction "Don't Be Afraid, I Feel it Too", which was removed in order to keep the fanfic accessible to all ages. But upon popular request I am now posting it as a separate chapter for Reylo smut fans. If you are not a fan of love scenes or smut, this one-shot is not for you. I haven't rated it mature because it would still be okay for readers under 18, depending on their maturity level, but BE ADVISED that this is a love-making scene, upon request of many readers and make that decision for yourself. And so, without further adieu, here is the love scene for those who requested this, enjoy!

❝He didn't say anything, just stared. A malicious glint came to his eyes. "Rey, I did not think you could be this foolish. I am years older than you, physically and mentally. How could I ever fall for a Jedi? I am stronger that that." This was what he reiterated in his head every day, every second he thought about her. But she was right indeed. He did like her. It seemed like an understatement almost. He needed her. Every second that Rey wasn't with him felt like torture. He couldn't let her know that. He also desperately clung to the darkness. His darkness was what fueled him and what kept him going. He couldn't possibly give that up. The girl was a conundrum. "Liar," Rey whispered. She crossed the distance between them. Now, they were only a few inches apart, separated by the bars of the cell. "You're right," he smiled. Yet again, it didn't reach his eyes. Rey was right. He could barely stand to be someone he wasn't. But his past called for him. "I am a liar. A manipulative beast." He reached out and tucked a stray piece of hair behind her ear. "You would do well to stay away." She stepped back. She had felt a jolt of something when he touched her. Like she was being set on fire, but she loved it. "St- Stay away from me," she stuttered. Never in her life had she been terrified of herself this much. He frowned. "You don't like this, little padawan?" ---- Thank you for reading! Any feedback is welcome.

"Are you really going to go without asking me the question that you've been dying to ask me?" "Well I'm not.... I haven't been dying to ask anything. I... N-no questions here, for Stiles. Nothing." •••••••••••••• It's the classic room mates switcheroo in which case Stiles and Lydia accidentally assume their newest room mate is of the same gender. And everything's fine two minutes in, but three minutes and Lydia automatically knows that good terms is out of the option. Sure he was sarcastic and a dick and she could live with that (having a few snarky comebacks herself). Until he has sex with his girlfriend. When she's literally a room away. Wait. Did I say girlfriend? "Sweetheart, I don't think you understand. I don't date. And you'll learn that in a couple minutes when the next girl shows up."

"Game plan. Throw a kick ass party and have Lydia Martin fall in love with you." "I'm pretty sure that's not how it works..." "And I'm pretty sure that's exactly how it works." Stiles wasn't even remotely close to popular and having a crush on the most popular girl at Beacon Hills didn't exactly help. But apparently (according to his best friends) throwing a kick ass party would help get him a little bit of radar. "You're the kid that threw that party right?" Lydia then makes it her full fledged job to un-nerd him. She calls it her best idea yet: project Stilinski.