Between trauma after being attacked by Quirrell, harsh comments from Snape and being told he has to go back to the Durselys, Harry has had enough. This summer he starts kicking back and watches as Dumbledore's carefully laid plans for him crumble ...

(Sons of Anarchy Fan Fiction) When the young daughter of a prominent Charming family is assaulted during a visiting carnival,nSAMCRO races the authorities to capture the assailant. When they do, Clay knows who to call because she doesn't hesitate. When if Piney didn't just have a son, what if he had a daughter? She's not a Son, but she would be if women were voted in. She goes on runs, she handles gun runs, and so much more. What if when she comes, she catches the eye of a certain killa - eventually, of course? Will Charming become her home again or will she not find enough reasons to stay?

Angel Gilbert is the opposite of her twin, Elena. With her blonde hair and deep brown eyes, she gives off the appearance of a saint. Cursed with being the sister of every doppelgänger, Angel has seen it all. After the tragic accident off Wickery Bridge, the Gilbert siblings chose different coping mechanisms. Jeremy turned to drugs, Elena turned to writing, and Angel turned to not caring. Truthfully, there was never much of a change in the blonde Gilbert. She always had unbreakable walls. Her dark eyes were always dull with indifference. She was forever calm and collected, never showing emotions. She was quite and observing, seemingly all-knowing. Unlike all of her doppelgänger siblings, who had the Petrova fire, Angel was made of it. What will happen when the Salvatore brothers and the Mikaelson boys meet the blonde-haired beauty again? "Every man chooses the doppelgänger, but in the end they all regret their decision." ~Klaus Mikaelson Note: Will not really follow along with the show and will contain drug/alcohol use, mentions of sex (NO Rated-R scenes), suicidal actions, and cursing. I am in no way encouraging any of the above topics. I do not own anything, except for Angel and her plot.

16 year old Isabelle Montgomery had one mission: take care of her terminally ill mother. Beside her mother as she took her last breath, she revealed a secret. Isabelle's biological father lived, but doesn't know of her existence. After her mother loses her fight to cancer, Isabelle takes on a different mission: avoid Child Protective Services. So, she made her way to Jean, Nevada, filled with hope that her father was exactly where her mother left him 17 years ago. Jackson Montgomery never wanted children. And when he became President of The Bloody Skulls Motorcycle Club, he only cared about his club and himself. But when Isabelle comes into his bar, claiming to be his long lost daughter, he takes her in. And decided then, that he was going to raise her the only way he knew. The way of a Biker. Lucy_Pearl COPYRIGHT © 2016-2017 Ages 14+ Words 65,000+

Torn Between Good And Bad. Justin is light, safe, good. Alex is dark, dangerous, bad. Ariana is torn between the two. She knows she should head towards the light but the element of darkness has always excited her. Darkness runs through her blood, darkness makes her heart go wild. Darkness attracts her, she's drawn to it like a moth to a burning fire. Which path will she choose?

I stand there with my back away from him. I couldn't look at him not after he hurt me. How was I supposed to believe anything that came out of his mouth? "Helena. I'- I'm sorry. I didn't mean to." taking a step closer. The heat of his muscular body penetrated my cold skin. "Leave, just - leave me alone. I can't take it anymore. You broke me. Don't you get that?" whispering the last part. "I did. Please..." "Don't, your words don't mean anything. You don't mean anything." I wanted him to hurt as badly as he hurt me. "That's not true. I know you don't mean that. You want me as much as I want you." his breath lingering in my ear. "Don't flatter yourself. I hate you. I.Don't.Want.You." hissing as I turned around to face him. He pursed his lips and I knew my words cut deep. I wasn't going to be nice anymore. Kane made sure that part of me was gone. Silence filled the room. It was suffocating me just like he was and right when I was going to turn around he grabbed me slamming me to his hard chest. "Too bad, cause I want you." smashing his lips on mine he kissed me hungrily as if his life depended on it. I tried pushing him away but I couldn't or simply I just didn't want to. Did I want him after what he's done? Lifting me up he walked us to the bed laying me down slowly. Pulling away he took his shirt off then kissed me again. "I want you. There's no one else I want more than you. Let me be your first and last." I didn't know what I was thinking or if I was at that moment, but I wanted him. I couldn't deny it. "Take me. I want you to make love to me." letting the words come out making him smile. Without another word he kissed me softly. "I've been waiting for you to say that to me for a while. I will make love to you until the sun comes up baby." then took my shirt off with everything else. His body pressed against mine. "I love you Helena and I always will." as he entered me taking my virginity just like he always planned to. #47- 11/23/16 #65- 11/24

I stand there wide eyed and frozen where I am being held in place. The sounds of fists connecting on skin, cracking under his bloody fists. How can he be so cruel and heartless? Why doesn't he just leave me alone? "STOP PLEASE JUST STOP!" I hear myself scream feeling warm tears fall down my cheek. I couldn't bear it anymore. At the sound of my scream, he stops midair snapping his head towards my frightened one with a sadistic smirk. He does that every time someone begs. "Sorry Princess, I don't think I heard you?" He heard me, that's how he plays with people's emotions. "Stop just let him go he didn't do anything wrong." He stares at me blankly. His eyes show anger. "HE DID DO SOMETHING WRONG! HE TOUCHED YOU! NO ONE TOUCHES WHAT'S MINE!" I flinch from his screams, something I always do when he yells. "I'm... we aren't." I shake my head. "Say it. I WANT.TO.HEAR.YOU.SAY.IT!" I know what he wants me to say, I just couldn't. He notices that I am not going to say the three words he wants to hear. Turning to face his punching bag, he lifts his arm again, hatred in his eyes. "STOP! I -- I'll say it, just please stop. He's had enough." I say defeated. Dropping his arm, he drops him on the ground like a sack of dirt and stalks towards me as the arms that restrain me let go. "Tell me Princess. Tell me what I want to hear." he cups my face with his bloody hands. Staring into his cold-hearted eyes I let out a shaky breath "I -- I'm...only...yours." His lips curl up into a smile pulling me into his lips. Kissing me possessively, I shut my eyes tightly. Pulling away he goes back to a serious face. "You.Are.OnlyMine! Remember that. You belong to me. You know I will kill any guy that even thinks to look, speak or touch you. Do you understand me? I nod my head yes glancing over at the limp body on the ground then back at him. Stepping back, he turns and kicks him on his side making him spit blood out. "Next time you're dead!" ... I'm only his...

Rose Amor is the school nerd. She wears big black glasses and keeps her long black hair in a ponytail. She stays out of drama and keeps to herself. She knows that's the only way to hide from her past, so she's happy like that. No risks = no trouble. Ryder Brown is the school's new student, soon to be the schools, bad boy. He wears his pants low, fights anyone who starts anything with him and uses girls like he uses tissues. Running one of the world's most powerful gangs, he doesn't care. So what happens when Rose and him meet? What happens when the nerd gets bold and the bad boy gets possessive? Formerly known as 'My Bad Boy' *not cliche at all **a book for not normal people. ***Like normal people won't like this. I think. Highest rank: #2 teen fiction #1 teen #1 drama #18 romance. #1 nerd #1 badass #1 youngadult #6 humor #32 love

WATTPAD ORIGINAL EDITION Adrift after a failed suicide attempt, golden boy Everest can't find anything worth living for - until he meets Beverly, a loner determined to prove him wrong. ***** For a boy who seemed to have it all - wealth, good looks, popularity, a wide circle of friends - Everest Finley becomes the ultimate social outcast after failing to take his own life. Dejected and alone, he starts his last year of high school by acting out, determined to ruin his golden boy reputation after his best friend and girlfriend both turn on him. But to his surprise, resident loner Beverly Davis reaches out and tries to befriend him. Ever the optimistic, her empathy and persistence eventually convinces him to spend time with her, and the two slowly bond over their complicated family lives and a love of singing. But even as their budding friendship begins to hint at something more, Everest continues to struggle with depression and unhappiness. Can a simple pact between the two truly encourage him to find something worth living for? Content and/or Trigger Warning: this story contains mentions and descriptions of depression and self harm. -SKY

She wasn't that drunk. So the six-foot something creature rummaging through her fridge half-naked, at eight in the morning was real. Now here's the tinsy winsy problem; She lives alone. ------------------------------------------------ Let's just say Catherine Wright wasn't having the best day. Everything just wasn't going well-right. So after a couple of sips of wine, she ended up 'praying' for some kind of distraction instead. Who knew the heavens answered prayers from drunk women. Now Damon Grace would be exactly what she asked for. And a few other things that would make her wish she never drank at all. (p.s. It wouldn't hurt to check the tags this story is on) Copyright © 2015 Liz Martinez All Rights Reserved