In the kingdom of Vanderdash, there is no more feared warriors than that of the Scarlet Guard. Protectors of the royal family, skilled assassins trained since childhood, They follow the crown, they enforce the crown. To many, the group cloaked in red is a greater symbol of the royal family's power than the kings crown itself. Citizens respect and fear the scarlet guard, the power they hold. But within the guard there is only one who installed that very same feeling into the rest. Head of the prince's royal guard, ruthless and cunning, rarely seen by the citizens themselves. They call her Red. An expert in poisons and deception, the small girl has brought armies to their knees without once lifting a blade. A vermillion haired monster hidden behind the face of a doll. ~~ I smiled up at the men, "Would you like a cookie?" They peered into the basket I held out, spotting the heart shaped treats. "They're cinnamon with apple Jam. I do promise they are to die for." The taller mans eyes narrowed, "did you give the poor fool dead on the road a cookie?" My lips parted, "a dead man? Oh my..do you think it is safe?" "..depends on who you are miss, why did you say you were in the woods again?" I smiled gently, "I didn't." He rose a brow. "I'm delivering these," I shook the basket a bit, "to my dearest grandmama." He hesitated for only a slight second, "oh. well. be careful then. These woods can be dangerous." I nodded once still holding out the basket, "so would you?" "Would we what?" I giggle a bit, "like a cookie silly." "Ah.." he scratched the back of his head, "sorry, I'm not too fond of apples." Damn it. I sighed softly, "strawberry next time then." "Right..." As I turned to go I looked up at the two tall men, "you be careful now too gentleman. There are wolves in these woods." They nodded rigidly as I spun and began to skip off, giggling to myself. He asked the wrong question. I didn't give the dead fool a cookie. I gave him two.

"Great power comes with great..." I raised my eyebrows at Guardian, looking his skin-tight suit up and down. "Urges to wear spandex, apparently." "Are you using altered famous superhero comic book references to insult me?" he asked incredulously. I snorted. "You bet your fucking ass, I am." *** Crown City has all the typical big-city flare. There's a McDonald's on every corner, enough carbon emissions to end life as we know it, and a new supervillain trying to take over right before finals week. For Tessa Kingston, Supers are nothing out of the ordinary. In fact, Tessa likes to pretend that Supers don't even exist at all. Though Tessa isn't exactly shy with her not-so-popular thoughts on Crown City's resident vigilante, Guardian, he seems to have taken a liking to the annoyed teenager. Well, he and his buddies have, that is - buddies meaning two supervillains dressed in Walmart Star Wars masks. Crown City has always been a center for mayhem and superpowers, but when strange things start happening too often to be coincidences, Tessa finds herself in the middle of a fight she didn't start but she sure as hell was going to end. Villains torment her. Heroes try to save her. Tessa just wants to pass Supers 101. In a world full of Supers, it's up to normal-teenager Tessa Kingston to save her city. A typical tagline she's well-aware of, of course. As Tessa prepares to show these Super-fools they messed with the wrong girl, she just has one condition: There's no way she's wearing spandex. *** BOOK #1 OF THE "SUPERHEROES SUCK" DUOLOGY Featured on the Wattpad Adventure, Action, Superhero, and Humour profiles! WARNING: Contains mild swearing, cliffhangers, plot twists, and enough sarcasm to last a lifetime.

Marvel Fanfic Awards Winner: -Best Plot -Best Loki -Best Male Villain -Toughest Character (Anna) BOOK ONE. The world has changed. After aliens invaded New York City and superhumans continue to emerge from the woodwork, society has been forced to accept that which it does not know or understand. Anna, a young freelance journalist, witnesses these changes first hand as she travels the world, always observing yet never participating in events which continually shape the future. Now, after watching an Avenger murder a seemingly innocent man before her very eyes, she's thrust into action. Narrowly escaping death with Loki, the God of Mischief, Anna finds herself at a crossroads. How do you fight that which you do not understand? DISCLAIMER: May experience extreme fangirling and hyperventilating. Screaming, crying, laughing, broken e-Readers, intense feels, and asthma attacks have all occurred. (Seriously.) ++++++++++++++++++++ A Wattpad Featured Story. #37 in Fanfiction (6.18.2016) RATED PG-13: Violence and some strong language. © 2016. All rights reserved. All content (except original characters and storylines) is the property of Marvel. Cover art courtesy of Jungshan on DeviantArt. Art used with permission.

Hadley Jamison doesn't know what to think when she hears that her classmate, Archer Morales, committed suicide. She didn't exactly know him, but that doesn't stop her from feeling like there was something she could have done to help him. So to Hadley's surprise, on the very night of Archer's funeral, she has a run in with Death himself and is offered the chance to go back in time to stop Archer from ending his life. The catch? She only has twenty-seven days to do it. And if Hadley doesn't succeed? Well, she doesn't want to think about that.

(WARNING THIS BOOK IS POORLY WRITTEN AND THOUGHT OUT BECAUSE I WAS 13 WHEN FINISHING IT, thank you) Megan Forest is an ordinary - not so ordinary - dance student from The Royal Ballet Of London. All she wants to do is make friends, have fun and become The Best Ballerina. A dance competition that happens every 4 years and is a one in a life time opportunity. And nothing will stop her. Well... That was her plan until she came face to face with her childhood enemy: Jack Peacock! He was the one that bullied her for years for doing dance,yet he did dance. He was the one she was up against, well that's what she thinks. Will Megan forgive Jack because he claims he's changed? Or will she be that stubborn 10 year old she used to be? Will they be haters or lovers? With arguments, love, anger, hatred and trips, adventures and competitions what will happen between them? FIND OUT IN- Dance Like No One Is Watching... Everything in here is completely clean so don't worry about it. ENJOY!

**Only the bonus chapter is paid, the rest of the story is (and will stay) free!!** Libby Marks-Whelan is decidedly not a lady. Kicked out of nearly every finishing school in the country, she's shocked when her demure, straight-laced cousin Ella invites her to the royal court as attendant during her debutante season. What Ella fails to realize, however, is that Libby's brand of mischief is exactly the kind of distraction Prince Andrew is looking for during his inaugural season as an eligible bachelor. Cover designed by Adam Budny

"Would you not do that, Cupcake?" He moaned. "Cupcake, really? We escalated to pet names?" I said annoyed. "Well you haven't confirmed your name, so yeah." He responded getting up. "Fine if it means you'll stop calling me Cupcake, my name's Marie." I told him. "Good to know Cupcake." He smirked. I just rolled my eyes and turned back towards the classroom. "Hey does it look like I was done talking to you?" "Does it look like I care?" I asked turning back to the classroom. ------------------------------------ People think I am a normal girl. That's not how I would describe it. My dad was a CIA agent, before he died when I was 10. He trained me so, I can take care of my mom and I. I thought I wouldn't have anymore issues. I wouldn't need to live in fear of someone trying to hurt us. But then when I came home from school my mom was gone. The only thing there was a letter. MY MOM WAS KIDNAPPED! ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ I just moved to a small rich town in Tennessee. I just wanted to finish Junior year and not have to worry about how my dads job could effect me. I never expected to run straight into the schools bad boy. Let's just say he had no idea who he was messing with.

It was just a matter of time before their happy bubble would burst. Things were going too well. The Earth is shaking under their feet and they only have a limited amount of options. In the end, it doesn't matter. Whatever they do, whichever path they choose, they are damned. All roads lead to hell. Matt, Vera and the others are thrown in the middle of The Defenders mess. Set about six months after the epilogue of 'Damned If I Don't', a few weeks after 'Cups'.

Eleanor had always been surrounded by weird things. Her friends were like her, her parents were like her; she felt accepted. But that soon was gone. In 1962, she finds herself working with the United States against the Russians, meeting by chance a group of people like her who claim to be mutants. [romance/action/drama/comedy/fanfiction] (CHARLES XAVIER X OC)

"*Completed*"I froze the first boy I ever kissed. And I don't mean he got cold feet..." Megan is pretty unhappy when she's forced to move to a tiny, freezing town in Canada. It's going to be totally boring, right? Things heat up when she discovers that she possesses a growing power that's becoming more and more difficult to control. Not only that, but the power has attracted some interesting people. A smouldering young man who claims to be her rescuer, and his icy but attractive enemy. They're both claiming to be the good guy, so who exactly is she supposed to trust? Megan finds herself embroiled in an ancient battle between two kingdoms, slowly discovering an identity she never knew she had. Cover designed by Marie Tilmant