Y/n a popular witch singer/songwriter falls in love with Percy Weasley. Now she has to go through the ups and downs of being married to the stubborn boy. Short story 😁

What if there was an 11th Garde that dissapered........

The Garde + Sam, Malcom, and Adam play different games in Nine's penthouse. Also stohn fluff and breaks from the games to make it more like a story. Nine's pov. Unless I say it's someone else's pov or third person. Warning! A LOT OF STOHN FLUFF.

Lorien. They said that it's a perfect place. A paradise. Earth. They said that it's undeveloped and yet on the verge of dying. A disaster. Loric. They said that they were here to help the Human beings. Humans. They said they needed help. Half bloods. They never told the truth about them. Me. They said I was an abomination. They were wrong. They were DEAD wrong. *Set before the great Mogadorian expansion, Johann explores the life of being a half Loric-half human, protecting a secret from the hands of unknown enemies. Will he ever escape his fate?* author: so this is a fanfic of Lorien Legacies series that i've written---idk, like a year ago? i did not intend to flaunt it into this large crowd since it's my first time writing a novel and that my writing skills back then was MEH (not that my skills are great now---but i'm just saying. *i improved though. or at least i think i did...whatever*). the thing is that i'm too lazy to edit it for the nth time, so please bear with errors.

*Continuing from The Fall of Five—contains spoilers from the first four Lorien Legacies books by Pittacus Lore.* They caught Number One in Malaysia. Number Two in England. Number Three in Kenya. And Number Eight in Florida. I am Adamus Sutehk. I will be known as the Mogadorian traitor. This war will be turned around.

"Do you hear that?" I ask Six, with a hint of underlying concern. I grab her hand and transfer my super hearing legacy to her. "It sounds like someone's hurt." She says. "The sky is blue! You're a genius!" I say sarcastically and begin to jog after the pained sobs. What we saw next will stay with me for life. ********* We all know the story of how numbers One, Two and Three were killed, written by Pittacus Lore. But what would happen if Number One was never killed? Set at the start of TFOF (The Fall Of Five) Please don't copy my story. I am NOT normally this crazy but if you choose to copy my story I will curse your blackened, cheating, plagiarism- loving soul FOREVER. Plagiarism is punishable by law and an infringer can be fined from $50,000 - $250,000 imprisoned for year to TEN YEARS. Info from @isabelleronin, author of #2 in romance, Chasing Red.

In the beginning, there were a group of nine. Nine aliens who left their home planet of Lorien when it fell under attack by the evil Mogadorian. Nine aliens who scattered on Earth. Nine aliens who look like ordinary teenagers living ordinary lives, but who have extraordinary, paranormal skills. Nine aliens who might be sitting next to you now. The Nine had to separate and go into hiding. The Mogadorians captured and killed them one by one. They killed Number One to Three but they were never given another chance to kill the next Garde after their leader has been dethroned and the Lorien has risen. But their thirst for blood did not end from there and the casualties just keeps on growing.

I have no number. I was not one of the chosen few hand picked to save our race. The Loric that is. I was sent here on my own mission a few years before our complete annihilation. To gather research on the humans so that if necessary we could live here and assist the humans with improving their world and hopefully prevent them from destroying it. But now I have a new mission, to find, protect and guide the nine Loric Garde and their Cêpans. If I can.

This is a fan fiction about a secret garde who's named Blair Elana. She is number zero and after years of looking finally find all the Garde together.

It's been six months since the final events of United as One. The Academy is open. The Garde are reuniting. And the winds of winter are coming. With the Human Garde now in training and the Earth Garde Peacekeepers looking over the shoulders of Lexa and Number Nine, they must find out who the real enemy is, while simultaneously struggling with Nine's newfound Legacy, a Legacy that he and Ella have to hone together. Their allies, FBI Agents Walker and Smith, find themselves tangled in a new war when two of the Garde suspiciously disappear after ages of self-exile. Imprisoned and afraid in an unknown location, Number Six and Sam Goode hold on to what little of their bodies, and minds, they have left. Adamus Sutekh, the traitor turned leader, has finally found peace. Among the Alaskan wilderness, he has built a home for himself and his people. The Trueborn have faced many hardships, many fatalities, many metamorphoses. But they've survived. However, as Winter draws near and old enemies begin to grow bolder, Adam once again needs to protect those he has cared about. The Garde created this new world. Now they must protect it.