"Rose, you're adopted." Those three words stung like a b*tch. I was told I was adopted, and that I was going to be staying with my brother from then on. No questions asked. My adoptive parents put me on a plane headed for California, since that was where my brother lived. I didn't even know his name, much less what he LOOKED like. H*ll, I didn't even know if he knew I was coming. But when I stepped off that plane, I knew my life was changed. Forever.

Guess what guys.. THIS IS ANOTHER PRINCE MERLIN AU. Merlin is a prince of a fallen kingdom that was overthrown by a traitor within its mists, having been sent to Camelot almost immediately after the fall, sent into hiding for his own protection. When word comes to Camelot that several Knights from a far off land will be arriving soon with urgent news, no one expected the secrets it would unlock especially when it comes to the one and only, simple Merlin. But he isn't as simple as he seems. *I'm rating this story M for Mature just to be safe because I can guarantee, there will be quite a bit of strong language, incredibly descriptive.. Descriptions of violence. Lots of violence in certain chapters. Lots of stuff. Enjoy!!*

Its been 13 years since Don Juan Triumphant, Christine has sucessfully left Raoul and is on her way to Paris to see the man she realized she is inlove with, Erik. But does Erik still love and want her? Will Raoul try to get Christine back? Who will suffer from a heartbreak? **Copyright stuff**

Face it, we all want to know what it would have been like if Christine and Erik had a daughter, so instead of Gustave, we have Gwen. This is a love never dies fanfic with an alternative ending Note: I'm setting this story 13 years later and not 10 because I want Gwen to be more mature. Christine is 29, Raoul is 31 and Erik is 37 Meg is 29 as well. As for madam Giry.. She's just old

After a year of being separated from her angel and being engaged to Raoul, Christine Daáe realizes that her true feelings lye within the man underneath the mask. In one last desperate attempt at love, Christine flees from her childhood lover and back to the cellars of the opera house. *THIS STORY WAS COMPLETED TWO YEARS AGO BUT LOOKING BACK ON IT, I DO NOT FEEL SATISFIED SO I WILL BE UNPUBLISHING THIS STORY, EDITING IT, AND REPUBLISHING IT STARTING 06/20/18. I WOULD LIKE TO APOLOGIZE IN ADVANCE FOR ANY INCONVENIENCE, THE STORY WILL BE UP IN FULL VERY SOON. Thank you for understanding.*

Things are returning back to normal in the small town of Hawkins, and for the two teenagers, Jonathan Byers and Nancy Wheeler, something is happening between them.. Stranger Things fanfiction contains spoilers of the entire season 1 of the tv show Stranger Things!

Natalia dyer and charlie heaton fanfiction.

How do you solve a murder when every single suspect has a time machine? Time-travelling police officer Erik Midgard has a problem. He has seen his own future. His fate is set. There is no way out. There is nothing he can do to escape it. He is going to die. But in the meantime, he has a murder to solve. On the moons of Mars, 900 years into the future, the wealthiest men and women in the solar system are arriving for the biggest night in the social calendar. The invitations are exclusively for people rich enough to own their own time machines. It is meant to be the greatest party in history. No one is supposed to die there. But when the guest of honour is found dead after the last dance, Erik and his partner Mirabi find themselves facing the greatest challenge of their careers. Trapped in a luxurious mansion and surrounded by millionaires, lovers, enemies, assassins, terrorists, robot doubles, hidden grudges, secret agendas and a criminal genius plotting his masterpiece, Erik and Mirabi must solve the case before its consequences can explode across the solar system. But as they sift through the evidence and the details of the crime start to appear, Erik finds himself beginning to wonder. Is his destiny truly written in stone? Or could there be a way for him to change it? A Wattpad Featured Book Selected by the BBC for their official Doctor Who reading list.

He's the reckless, typical bad boy. She's the sweet, good girl everyone loves. Their both ghosts who are polar opposites, yet they managed to fall in love despite the odds. After the red lady incident in haunted high, their duo has sadly come to an end. But, little did they know... It was just the beginning. Follow Porter and Spectra once again in their duo. Find out what it will take for them to say the three words they both have been anxious to say. "I love you." Simple right? Why not read and find out. After all, it's... Just. Three. Words. ********************** -WARNING: GOING THROUGH SOME MAJOR EDITING, READ AT YOUR OWN RISK- I have been slowly editing, and tweaking around with some chapters HOWEVER the plot remains the same. You may notice changes to the dialogue but it will be very small changes :) This story also continues off from where the movie left off, Monster High : Haunted High. Really sorry if this story relates to another, I am not copying you, it was just merely a coincidence. This will be a short story, not plan on making it long. Another last, important note: This story contains some mature themes and sexual references so please be cautious. Hope you enjoy the story! :* ~xxBrokensouls

Cathy was just trying to be a normal girl. She worked at Dunkin Donuts, was paid pretty well actually. She's 25 and loving her life. Nothing can possibly change! Until, of course, two men walk in. And I'm not talking about Mac and Jack. "What do I owe this pleasure?" Cathy smiled at the two men. "Out back, now." The tall man said in a harsh tone. "Make me." Cathy challenged. The tall man forcefully grabbed Cathy's wrist and tightened his grip. "hey, What seems to be the trouble here ladies?" A man wearing a leather jacket clasped his hands together and looked at the three. The tall man let go of Cathy's wrist. "Watch your back." The tall man laughed as he made his way passed the man in the leather jacket, and a blonde, handsome man. Cathy brushed herself off. "Can I get you boys anything?" She asked. "Actually," the blonde man stepped forward, "we're here to recruit you, Cathy Kane." Cathy scoffed. "For what?" "A think tank." The man in the leather jacket winked at her. •First book of "Please, Don't Leave"•