The Botterills were an anomaly. Even among the 41 other children spontaneously born at once - what were the chances the two would be cousins? You could call it fate, if you believed in that. Neither of them do, of course. Though Jess considered it incredibly luck. If not for her aunt, she likely would have ended up in the foster care. Or even worse; in the hands of Sir Reginald Hargreeves. Yet the Hargreeves continued to find their way into their lives. In more ways than one. Ciana Hargreeves had been famous since she was thirteen. A member (a former member? That was her family, could it ever be former?) of the Umbrella Academy, it was the kind of fame that you can never escape. The kind that was baked into her childhood; baked into her very essence. Ciana could never escape it. Maybe that's why she never tried. Maybe that's why she didn't even leave the city she was raised in. There was no point in running, there was no place where she would be normal. At least until, she found the Botterills. For the first time she fit in with someone other than her siblings. After all, the special children had been born all around the world. What were the chances that three of them would meet each other, with no prompting from an outside force. Okay...maybe there was some prompting from an outside force. But that's getting ahead of ourself, isn't it? ------ The Umbrella Academy Season 1 - 3

Cassie Stone has suffered her fair share of tragedies, five and a half years ago Cassie's older brother, sister and nephew went on a plane and were assumed dead. Her brother's wife fell apart but Cassie was there to watch her niece in the process. Now her brother, sister and nephew are back and exactly the same. Although Cassie is nothing like the irresponsible younger sister they knew before. Saanvi Bahl x fem!oc (slowburn) Cal Stone x fem!oc (slowest burn) STARTED - 21/06/2023 ENDED - tbd 01/08/23 - #3 in Manifest 16/08/23 - #1 in Michaelastone 17/08/23 - #1 In Jaredvasquez 04/10/23 - #1 in Cal Stone 04/10/23 - #2 in Grace Stone 04/10/23 - #2 in Ben Stone 04/10/23 - #2 in Olive Stone 03/11/23 - #1 in Manifest

"Just write a book" they said. "It'll be easy," they said, "Everyone gets published these days." Yeah, well, it's a little harder when your editors are gods that will turn you into a gecko and use you as a ping pong ball if you don't write them exactly to their standards. Like, seriously! I don't think people care exactly what shirt you were wearing, Dad. Said with love. Oh, right. I should probably introduce myself. My names Atalanta Jackson. I've probably saved the world, like...twice. At least. Which is way more than you guys have, just saying, which I think makes me over qualified to write this book. But I'm getting way ahead of myself. Let's start at the beginning. ---- Percy Jackson and the Olympians: The Lightening Thief to The Titan's Curse Art in cover made by me!

FLAPPER GIRL | ❝All those people, all those lives, where are they now?❞ In all her ninety-something years of death, all Effie Connolly wishes for is some excitement in Button House... from anyone other than the fellow ghosts she's stuck with. So when the elderly owner of the state pops her clogs to make way for the young, fresh-faced Coopers to inherit it, she might just get what she wished for. But there's a catch: the couple want to renovate the house into a hotel. A hotel! There's only one thing for it: the ghosts will simply have to intervene. And they might just find that it's the best decision they ever made... ☆ WINNER of the 2024 Armageddon fanfic awards: "BEST SITCOM FIC" ☆ ( extended summary inside ) bbc ghosts | multiple original characters © starryeyedturtle

"They call him The Storm for a reason. He's Jackson Storm, you should be running in the other direction." I shook my head. "I'm going to catch that arrogant bastard. I'm going to catch 'The Storm'." *** Jackson Storm. If you were to look up that name you wouldn't find anything. At least, not anything incriminating. The police have been after him for years with no luck of ever finding any evidence to put this guy away. He's a professional at what he does, and he's a conman. Jackson Storm can be anybody you want him to be. He can become a person you'd trust your life with, or a person who can make your life a living hell on earth. He's sexy. He's confident. He's charismatic. This is the guy you'd bring home to introduce to your parents. Unfortunately for anyone who's not a friend to him and who just so happens to be filthy rich, he's your worst nightmare. When he gets it in his head to con one of the richest families in the world out of millions of dollars, he's all too eager to get the job done. And he knows his best bet at successfully pulling off the con is the daughter of that family. Crystal Carver is the picture of perfect. Her father's a big hotshot CEO, and her mother is a highly successful movie actress and model, but her parents have darker pasts than she's aware. Crystal herself is a model and portrayed as a real-life Barbie Doll. Always wearing the latest styles, always wearing the most expensive jewelry. She's Daddy's little princess. No one dares to tell this girl no to anything. Unfortunately for her, Jackson sees her as his ticket to stealing millions from her and her family. Charming her won't be a problem, and he's actually looking forward to it. This job would be just like any other he's pulled off except for the added bonus of seducing one of the 'hottest' girls in the world according to all the magazines. But the greatest conman of all makes his biggest mistake... He judged the book by its cover, and he ended up conning the wrong girl...

I can't keep the smile off my face as I take my seat on the plane. I slide my bag under the seat and lean back. I close my eyes and let a blissful smile grace my face. He said I wouldn't be able to run. As if. I'm vaguely aware of someone taking the seat next to mine, but I pay no attention to said person. "So where we headed?" I choke on my own spit as my eyes fly open and whirl around to face the owner of the familiar voice. His eyes are hidden behind those damn sunglasses and a rather smug smile graces his face. I continue choking and he does nothing other than flip through a magazine. That smug smile never leaving his face. "You still haven't answered the question." "To hell." I finally manage to choke out. "Awesome," He flips a page in the magazine, "It's about time I returned home. You know, bodies to burn, lost souls to torture, I've missed it. It'll be fun." *** Nicolette Moore. A name law enforcement agencies across the world know. Though no one's ever seen the face of the world's greatest thief and hacker, everyone knows who she is by name. Nicky. She's an absolute genius. Once upon a time she wasn't the best person in the world. When her family was struggling she made some bad choices to help them through it, but when she tried to get out she got pulled in deeper. Ryder Stevenson. He's the son of the director of the FBI, and an FBI Agent himself. He's the one who brings in Nicky to get her protection from the people chasing after her. He's also the one, who gets assigned to protect her. Neither one of them like each other, and they can't go five minutes without getting in a full blown argument. She's constantly ditching him only for him to show up later and prove to her he's not that easy to get rid of. They're stuck with each other whether they like it or not. But he doesn't know who she really is. What will he do when he finds out? An FBI Agent protecting THE Hacker. The one the FBI have been after for years...this just screams chaos.

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