❝𝐇𝐢𝐬𝐭𝐨𝐫𝐲 𝐫𝐞𝐦𝐞𝐦𝐛𝐞𝐫𝐬 𝐧𝐚𝐦𝐞𝐬, 𝐧𝐨𝐭 𝐛𝐥𝐨𝐨𝐝.❞ History will speak of how much ruin the Targaryen civil war brought to Westeros just as much as they will speak of the sun and moon that aimed to put an end to it. - Aemond Targaryen x OC - House of the Dragon, Canon Divergent | This fanfiction is intended for personal use only. Please do not copy, distribute, or translate this work without the author's explicit permission. | Rankings: - #1 on "gameofthrones" (12/17/22) - Formerly - #1 on "canondivergence" (01/14/23) - Formerly - #1 on "gameofthrones" (01/16/23) - Formerly - #1 on "houseofthedragon" (01/27/23)

Everett Kingston is running away from the fire that seems to still be ruining his life. He's in need of something stronger than the whiskey he keeps downing every night. Something darker, something corrupt. Copyright © 2024 by moonpilots. All rights reserved.

I purse my lips. "Maybe I don't want you to look out for me. Like I said, I don't need anyone." He lets out a laugh. It's a little jarring, how much Zombie resembles his namesake. Sunken eyes, rattling jaw, bared teeth. It's dark and twisted and genuine. Zombie, what happened to you? "You can lie to everyone, Croak. You can pretend that you're some tough little soldier who doesn't hurt and doesn't need anyone, but I know. I just saw proof that it's all a lie, that you're just as human as the rest of us. Even if you won't admit it to yourself, I know." A fanfic for the book "The 5th Wave" by Rick Yancy. [COMPLETED]

This is a re-imagining of my OC Amelia and her relationship with Juice. What if Amelia was not raised in Charming, with Tig and the club, but still somehow still found her way there. Will her personal search for identity end up with a new family and lover or a broken heart? Titled after the Saves the Day song Firefly.

Sons of Anarchy fanfiction. [Juice/OC] A funeral home is not a normal place to meet a girl, but when the guys went to visit Skeeter, Juice met her. A girl with a strange job and an interesting past. Yes, the summary sucks. The story is better.

Rowan Collins life is crumbling to pieces, her mother is dying, and her father's never been in the picture, even though he may be closer than she thinks. The last thing she needs is a certain badass biker boy named Jax Teller, screwing around with her heart. The SAMCRO life threatens to bring Rowan and Jax together in more ways than one, and tries to rip them apart just as fast.

There were two things I knew. I was going to die. And I was sitting next to Bellamy Blake. Okay, I was going to die while sitting next to Bellamy Blake. "I hate earth." I said one night while sitting by the fire. Mick had just died from acid rain. Acid rain. What a joke. I was better off rotting in a cell in the Ark. "Oh really?" Bellamy said to me. He plopped down next to me. I rolled my eyes. "Come on Fallon it's not that bad." He suggested to me and poked the fire. I glanced at my wrist band. "I just watched my best friends burned alive by rain." I hissed at him. He sighed. "Maybe you just need to get lucky." (A Bellamy Blake/ The 100 Story)

"Can you promise me something, Bell? Promise me you won't do anything stupid?" "I can't promise you that. If it means protecting you- I'll do anything. Stupid or not."

[ OLD VERSION ] In peace, may you leave this shore. In love, may you find the next. Save passage on your travels. Until our final journey to the ground...may we meet again. |Season 2| I do not own the plots or characters from The 100. I do own Dani Fallon and her story.

Jasmine and her older brother Finn collins are sent to earth with 98 other delinquents.She will make new friends and learn that her people are in danger but she will also find love <SEASON 1>