"Let's flip a coin," he said. "Heads, I'm yours. Tails, you're mine." Londinium isn't a city that's kind to orphaned children. Though when an orphaned Arthur and Frida meet in the streets, they'll have the power to shape the history of England. Legends aren't born. They're forged. A King Arthur: Legend of the Sword Fanfiction. [2018 Watty's Longlist] [Highest Rankings] #1 in Charlie Hunnam #1 in King Arthur #1 in King Arthur: Legend of the Sword #2 in Camelot #299 in Fantasy

DreamWork's classic with a bit of a twist. What if it wasn't Marina who Sinbad fell in love with? What if it was someone else that had history with the notorious pirate?

[Book One] Agatha Miller Nash thought she was finally starting to have the perfect life she always dreamed of while growing up. She had a job that made her feel proud of herself, the man that she would spend the rest of her life with, and a place she could finally call home after moving from place to place throughout her life. It isn't until Agatha is forced to transfer to a firehouse cross country in LA that she realizes that the perfect life she was living was a complete and utter lie. With the help of the 118 and a possible new flame, Agatha starts to believe that having to begin again is all she needs. * This is a 9-1-1 fanfic based around season 3 with mentions of previous seasons *

you were in the market. covered in blood you say you can't choose, but you had to. and you'll never know if you were right. your reward will be a stoning. and you will run. you will try to outrun the girl in the woods, but you cannot. you cannot escape the fire. you will burn for she is your destiny. [the witcher season 1-]

'Who's a heretic now?' Cover credit goes to: @liqvidlvck.) (Ranked #1 in The Witcher)

Twilight fell. Day bled into night. Shadows lengthened and stretched towards the light. Dusk had fallen. In the beginning there were eight courts. Spring, summer, fall, and winter. Day, night, dawn, and dusk. Now there are only seven, the eighth scattered across Pyrithian. Aoife is the last of her people, the only surviving daughter of the Dusk Court. Plagued by her past, she is able to hide her identity in the Day Court. But when a threat from across the sea resurfaces, Aoife is thrown back into the politics, war, and death she so desperately avoided for the past four thousand years. Throw in a few curses and a shadowsinger and Aoife's world is again turned upside down. Because no matter how far you run, no matter how long you hide, the past always catches up to you. Trigger warning: this fic gets dark. Subjects include childhood trauma, PTSD, abuse, self harm, and mentions of sexual assault. I will post trigger warnings at the start of appropriate chapters.

❝ fade away to the wicked world we left and i become the dark of you say a prayer for the wounded heart within as I become the dark of you.❞ [ billy butcher x original character ]

show me a hero and I'll write you a tragedy. [dean winchester x emery wilson] [supernatural; season one-three] [completed] [cover by veingeances] [highest rating; #23 in fanfiction. #1 in supernatural.] [voted best oc and best pairing spn awards 2016] [voted best dean winchester fic tv and movie awards 2017] [voted best oc and best dean winchester fic supernatural community awards 2018]

Stephanie Cale, hunter and like most, little friends or family. Her father? Missing. Mother? Dead for all she knows. And her brother is now missing too. But maybe, when Dean Winchester turns up, there's a new reason to keep going. (Book 1 of 2) © graciewr FANFICTION Edited: Oct 2016 Created + Completed: August 2015

"You shot him in the fucking foot!" [Disclaimer: I only own Perrie and her plot. I also own any other characters I might create along the way.] [Season 1.]