This is a not-so-book of sentences guaranteed to have you laughing with tears streaming down your face.

For so many years Merlin had stood standing guard over an empty lake - a resolute soldier with one last duty left to perform. Wars waged around him, and still he waited. When people asked him, when even Alaric dared question, the answer they got was always the same. "How can I do anything but wait?" "Who are you waiting for, though?" He would smile faintly. "A prat." I refuse to be judged on this. I wrote it when I was about 13, okay? Disclaimer- I own nothing of merlin, all characters belong to bbc I also claim no credit for the cover picture

Charlotte is a 19-year-old girl from Earth, but she will become a legend known as the Blue Horse. A legend throughout history. And it all started with one meeting and a mystery man called 'The Doctor'. There will be love, there will be loss, and there will be one last promise that seems impossible to keep. So sit tight, get a sonic screwdriver, and dive in. This is a Doctor Who fanfiction, by the way. Hope you enjoy.