DISCONTINUED. Female reader as always! When Rodney arrives at Aunt Fanny's, he sees something most peculiar. He is astonished to see a human being hidden by Fender and the gang. He learns you somehow ended up in their world by a device, which is now broken. In order to fix it, he needs parts....which are no longer being sold by Bigweld Industries! Can he keep his promise to get you back home? (If you haven't seen Robots, you are a sinner! REVIVE THE FANDOM.)

The Locker Exchange is becoming a film and will be adapted by Wattpad WEBTOON Studios and Leone Film Group. Stay tuned for updates! ***** The Locker Exchange is now published as a Paperback and E-book by Wattpad Books! As a Wattpad reader, you can access both the Wattpad Original Edition and Wattpad Books Published Edition here upon purchase. Thank you so much for your support! ***** When Brynn finds herself accidentally sharing a locker with a misunderstood and popular bad boy, she can't help being pulled into a high-stakes mystery. ***** After discovering her newly assigned gym locker has no back wall -- so she's stuck staring at the shirtless abs of the school's resident bad boy, Kyler Fellan, almost every time she opens it -- Brynn Cadence does what anyone would do: she tries to pretend like everything is normal. But soon enough, she catches herself laughing at his flirtatious jokes and searching for his eyes in the crowds of the halls or lunch room. What she doesn't know, however, is falling in love with Kyler Fellan comes with more danger and drama than she realizes... [[word count: 100,000-150,000 words]]

You were a Potter. You grew up with Harry, your twin brother, in the same dreadful situation. You had the same lightning bolt scar, but on your neck. And you had the same blood, or so you thought. When you entered Hogwarts and were sorted into Slytherin house, your world fell apart. You found out you weren't like your parents, and were a disgrace to your family name. Then a blonde haired boy, who had seemed to hate you for your half blood statues, helped you through the transition. "But you hate Half bloods." You sniffled. "Well apparently not all of them." You looked up at the warm smile he gave you and accepted his hand standing up. "Thank you Malfoy." "Anytime, Potter." WARNING! •if you skip sections you might get confused •this is just as much a Harry Potter fanfic as it is a Malfoy •you will see the Malfoy relations get more tense as the story goes, don't get anxious!

𝘛𝘩𝘦 𝘛𝘳𝘪𝘸𝘪𝘻𝘢𝘳𝘥 𝘛𝘰𝘶𝘳𝘯𝘢𝘮𝘦𝘯𝘵 𝘪𝘴 𝘢𝘣𝘰𝘶𝘵 𝘧𝘰𝘳𝘨𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘪𝘯𝘵𝘦𝘳𝘯𝘢𝘵𝘪𝘰𝘯𝘢𝘭 𝘵𝘪𝘦𝘴 𝘣𝘦𝘵𝘸𝘦𝘦𝘯 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘯𝘨 𝘸𝘪𝘻𝘢𝘳𝘥𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘴𝘵𝘶𝘥𝘦𝘯𝘵𝘴, 𝘣𝘶𝘵 𝘸𝘩𝘰 𝘴𝘢𝘪𝘥 𝘪𝘵 𝘪𝘴 𝘰𝘯𝘭𝘺 𝘢𝘣𝘰𝘶𝘵 𝘧𝘳𝘪𝘦𝘯𝘥𝘴𝘩𝘪𝘱... Meet Elena Dubos, a student from Beauxbartons who came to Hogwarts for the Triwizard Tournament. A sweet, caring, and smart girl who stole Fred Weasley's heart from the moment she stepped into the Great Hall and lost her miniature dragon. Follow them on a journey involving trust, jokes, laughs, tears, and, of course, a lot of love. {Goblet of Fire - Deathly Hallows} {Completed} Disclaimer: I do not own anything in the Harry Potter World, everything belongs to J.K. Rowling. I do own the characters I created and would appreciate it if you don't steal or copy them in any way.

Warning: If you haven't read the Tightly Knit Series, read the other books first before continuing on or read at your own risk! Clara Easton had a more than decent life before the start of the Second Wizarding War. Upon her first year she was sorted into Hufflepuff, made friends and enjoyed her schooling for the first few years. She was kind soul and described as beautiful by her peers . She lived up to traits of her house dedicating herself to working hard and remaining loyal to those she loved, especially when the Battle of Hogwarts arrived. She, along with hundreds of other students remained at the castle to defend their school and secondary home against the Dark Lord and his followers. During the battle, Clara fought bravely, but it wasn't enough to save her from the damaging scars she received from a werewolf attack. She was thankful to survive the attack, but it left her with scars that she could not hide from her peers. At first, she wanted to hide herself from the world, but the need to complete her education brings her back to Hogwarts once more where she ends up seeing a person she least expected to return. Draco's seventh year didn't go exactly how he envisioned it would, with the responsibilities of a Death Eater looming over his head, Draco felt like he never got to experience his seventh year properly. He returns to Hogwarts, fully aware that his previous actions have left him with a tarnished reputation that he is certain he cannot recover from. At least not without a little help and the last place he thought he would find help would be from a Hufflepuff. Slowly, the two students realize that second chances are not given to make things right. But are given to prove that one can be better even after they fall. *Part of the Tightly Knit series*

It's been more then a few years since the dead started to rise and destroy all of humanity. now it's either kill or be killed... people shoot first ask questions later and murder others for sake of your own survival. THE ARCHER: Megan is a lone wolf. she hunts in stealth and stays inside the cover of the forest. she's not much to engage with human interaction or one for having conversations. she stays hidden away from other people... she could never decide who the real monsters where, the humans, or the flesh eating dead. THE SNIPER: works best alone, is faster and most accurate in high places. does his best to avoid people and the infected but knows when he has to pull the trigger. he's always on the move, never stays in one place. he likes to stay inside the cities and towns for days at a time and while moving actionably cuts threw the forest or the woods. the forest was always quiet and unoccupied by people... [cover by @inkedpenny] >>>#1 in #cure <<<

(WRITTEN BEFORE SEASON 4) What if Sherlock had a daughter? Well he does, a two year old daughter to be exact and she is the sweetest thing in the world! When the girls Mother dies the police find out that The Sherlock Holmes is the little girls Father and now it is up to him to care for the child... But what happens if Moriarty learns about the little girls existence? ~ The plot is my own creation and so is Sherlock's daughter, the other characters are not owned by me. Please do not steal my ideas or character. I have written Sherlock a little differently to the original ~ Please comment your thoughts!!

**AVAILABLE ON AMAZON** https://www.amazon.com/dp/B06X9T331Y Crissy Atwood is on the mend after a disastrous break up with her fiance two years ago. It doesn't help that Valentine's Day is right around the corner and she works at a coffee shop, baking sweet treats for couples and trying desperately to ignore the loneliness in the pit of her stomach. When a gorgeous firefighter walks into her life, Crissy soon finds herself falling headfirst into a steamy romance unlike anything she's ever experienced before. **This work contains sexual content. Please read at your own discretion.* All work is property of Charlotte French, any duplication or reproduction of all or part of the work without explicit permission by the author is illegal. © Copyright 2015. Ranked: #54 in Romance, 3-8-17 #1 in Bakery, 3-19-19 #2 in Firefighter and Steamyromance, 3-19-19 #5 in Cosmoreads, 3-19-19 #1 in ContemporaryRomance, 4-5-19

Surviving is what Rowan does best. She's been alone almost since the beginning and it's suited her just fine. Lately things have changed; a group has appeared and she can't help her interest in them, especially one particular redneck with a crossbow. What will happen when they meet? Will the two loners of the apocalypse realize that they're better off together? **As always my descriptions kind of suck but trust me, this story is worth the read!!

"Y-you," she stuttered, staring at the handsome man sitting on the sleek black throne, "you're..." He rolled his eyes, waving his hand impatiently and said, "Hades. Come on, say it with me. Ha-des." "Hades," Ariel breathed out, still not believing the sight before her. Every picture she had seen of the gods had not depicted Hades' beauty. The god sitting before her was not a crusty old man with a white beard; no, he was a Calvin Klein model. "Yes," Hades clasped his hands together and grimaced, "the God of Death and riches; that's me." Ariel nodded, still refusing to believe but knowing she had to and Hades' grimace turned even bitter, "And you, darling, will be staying with me for quite some time." ~*~ Cover: _nymphomaniac Published: 8/6/14