Alexis Jane Morgan has been on the run from S.H.I.E.L.D for over half a century. Howard Stark had helped create her, but she feared what would happen to her after he founded the organisation that hunted down people like her. With the brain capacity of over 30% and rising and her inability to age, Director Fury tracks her down 60 years after she fled and send Agent Barton in to bring her to the S.H.I.E.L.D headquarters, but not to be experimented on and tested like she'd believed. The Tesseract had been found and Alexis finds herself helping the organisation she was so afraid of.

❝Being against evil doesn't make me good.❞ [across the marvel cinematic universe] [captain america: the winter soldier - black widow]

A young girl with the power of, pretty much, bad luck has been committing crimes left and right to stay alive(but also for the thrill of using her powers for something). She's been thrown in jail so many times but her rich uncle keeps bailing her out, who's her uncle? Tony Stark. How will this trouble maker fit in with the Avengers?

"My hands are stained with dirt. And they always will be." ~ Lillian Nightshade; assassin, Captain America's girlfriend, and number one magnet for bullsh*t and bad luck. For her entire life, she's been told what to, who to kill, who she is, and what she's meant to be. And now? Thanks to her history of daddy issues that could rival Shellhead's, she finds herself kidnapped by father of the year Loki Laufeyson and held hostage in a realm far from her favourite boy toy's reach. Asgard. Struggling with her own sense of identity whilst simultaneously trying to escape the clutches of a god with fabulously glorious hair, by the time Lillian finds herself returning to the world she knows, she begins to notice a suspicious amount of change within it. HYDRA apparently died with the Red Skull, SHIELD hasn't fallen, the battle of Braga never went down, and Steve Rogers doesn't seem to remember her. It's almost as if she's... Gone back in time? Between balancing the timeline, trying not to spoil the future, righting wrongs committed the first time around and dealing with a butt tonne of family drama, Lillian simply can't catch a break from all the bad luck she attracts. Throw a familiar metal armed World War II soldier turned HYDRA weapon into the mix, and the Nightingale might just be in over her head. In spite of it all, will the two complete opposites, Steve and Lillian, find their way to each other's lives once again? Or is their romance lost, a faded memory stored away for rainy days? For she may have their love to light the way, but where there is light, there will always be its older sibling. Darkness. BOOK TWO OF THE NIGHTINGALE CHRONICLES **I obviously don't own any Marvel or comic characters. I only half of the plot, Lillian Nightshade, Samuel Hemmings and a few other characters that appear later on in the book. All other rights are reserved to Marvel and DC comics.**

"Her name is Hela," he replied, watching the infant lose interest in the shield and move onto something else. Hela looked up at the mention of her name and the same grin came across her face. The smile reminded the Avengers of Loki, it was clearly obvious. The child seemed more innocent, but she was clearly his daughter. It didn't take a genius to know what they were about to do. The Avengers were about to have their hands full. Loki's only daughter was taken from him when she was just a baby. Her father was a criminal and unfit to care for her, and her mother was dead, so Odin ordered Hela to be sent to Midgard. Thor automatically calls up S.H.I.E.L.D. and soon Hela is being sent there to be raised by the Avengers. How will the young girl turn out being raised by superheroes, and more importantly, how will Earth's Mightiest Heroes fair against Loki's daughter?

Rosie likes to tell herself that being on the President's top 10 most dangerous individual's list is perfectly normal. She makes her living through phishing, not the kind that involves fish, the other kind. Well she does a little more than just email spam, either way her full time job is behind a computer screen. Her only friends are her brother, cousin, and Natasha Romanoff. She is a doer but when it comes to physical ability she is moaner. So when Natasha asks her to come help with the Avenger's Initiative, which involves other people, it isn't for her fanciful bulging muscles or amazing strength. Instead her amazing sense of style and witty dry humour... or maybe because of her extreme skill with technology. Whatever it is Rosie takes a leap, jumping from self-employment to a team and getting herself involved with a government agency.

Mark is in love with Ava Pierce who is a third year resident and he often helps her with peds surgeries that need the help of plastics, she wants to specialize in peds at the hospital. Mark thinks Ava is captivating with her brown hair and green eyes, but he doesn't do well with commitment so she has no idea about his feelings.

At seventeen years old, she was graduating med school, and on her way to a Harper Avery award. Payton Arizona Johnson is what most people would consider a genius. She was top of her class in med school and had a bright future ahead of her. Will all of that come crashing down when Payton gets in a horrible accident? Or in the whirlwind of the medical world will she find a job, friends, and maybe even love? The first chapters are super super shitty but I promise if you keep reading, once you get to the teens and the 20's those chapters are way better and way more interesting.

-you do not need to watch Grey's Anatomy to read- "With my last breath, I'll exhale my love for you. I hope it's a cold day, so you can see what you meant to me." I came into this world decades ago with a loud crash. Literally, I popped out amidst a car crash. Most would agree that I've been loud ever since. Every movement erratic and spontaneous. This often made my life swirl out of control. I became a resident surgeon, neonatal was my speciality. That was, until I lost my job to perform in bars with my band. And, surprise surprise, I kind of hated it. Anyhow, now here I am, ambulance lights dancing about like a discotheque and I am finally calm. My blood pressure became that of a normal human being. I am still as hospital carts are wheeled this way and that. The ugly fluorescent lights of the hospital dimming. I am finally whole.

My thoughts you can't decode.. Sequel : Escape Route.