It's Haruno Sakura's fourth reincarnation, and her second time as a skin-changing creature of flame and destruction. The name marring her skin brings both hope and despair in equal measures, because her name in that world is rarely spoken amongst those who remember it. The name hammered into her soul is as good as a curse. One which doesn't promise a happy story, or a happy ending in the slightest. Still, it doesn't stop her from longing for that elusive feeling which has escaped her in all three of her previous lives. Because there's someone out there who's meant to love her, and Sakura knows he'll either do just that - or he'll shatter her heart beyond repair. WARNING: Contains themes of suicide and depression. PAIRINGS: Sakura/Glorfindel Crossposted on AO3 and Fanfiction.net, the link to my profile on there is in my bio. I do not own the image on the cover and it has been used entirely for non-profit, but if the owner wishes for me to take it down, then please inform me.

Here I present you......Miraculous but in a different way. Marinette never had a crush on Adrien and Adrien was allowed to go to school. He wore his headphones all the time and Marinette was just as clumsy as ever. They met at a party for high schoolers and played truth or dare. Things got heated and they now hate each other. Will they be able to manage to go to school together and protect Paris together unknowingly? Read and find out! (My friend helped with the title) (I do not own miraculous or Disney in any way)

When Marinette and Adrien turn sixteen, they begin to feel pain that doesn't belong to them. Cuts appear without warning. Bruises bloom and vanish too quickly. Exhaustion settles where it shouldn't, lingering long after battles are victorious and masks are put away. At first, it's easy to dismiss. Living in a city rooted in magic had always come with its share of consequences. But patterns start to form, and some of them are hard to ignore. Whispers of an ancient soulmate phenomenon resurface--one that ties two people together through pain before love, endurance before comfort. What begins as confusion lingers, deepens, and quietly becomes something far more dangerous. Love, they learn, is not the absence of scars. It's the choice to place stars around them. And live with what they cost. / Takes place after Kuro Neko, before the Season 4 finale. Weekly updates! Disclaimer: I do not own Miraculous Ladybug or its characters used in this work. All rights belong to their rightful owners.

Note: This is my first story that I've made and its gonna be a big one and I hope there are more to come!!. This story is a fanfiction based on Miraculous Ladybug, a tv series by ZAG. This story contains original characters along side characters that belong to the Miraculous Ladybug franchise. ALL SEXUAL ACTS ARE BETWEEN CHARACTERS THAT ARE OF OR OVERTHE AGE OF CONSENT (18) Warning: This story contains spoilers of the actual show. This story is intended for mature audiences. This story contains smut, sexual romance, possible sexual violence, violence, at LOTS of bad cat puns from yours truely, Chat Noir! If you are uncomfortable with these themes, please skip parts that contain such themes or do not read my story entirely, the choice is yours!! ENJOY!! Marinette, a normal girl with a normal life, except there's something about her that no one knows about her, she's Ladybug, Paris' most beloved hero. Marinette, once Paris' most beloved hero, becomes Paris' most hated person because of one person. She protects the city in her alter ego, yet the very same people that praises her are against her. She gets bullied by everyone, slandered by everyone. She no longer lives a normal life and decides to move to New York.

A rogue and a runt. A born and raised alpha. A boy with a secret. And a man bent on changing fate, no matter who gets harmed. ~ "Have you contacted the council about the rogues?" "Yes and they say that rogues don't band together in mass amounts." "Did you tell them about the lack of scents?" I roll my eyes at his question. "Of course I did." "And?" "And they think there's a witch out there causing havoc for the rogues," I scoff. "They said that only a witch could hide a wolf's scent but I can't seem to think of what witch would be out there doing silly experiments that won't benefit them. They'd be better off working with a pack if they had any interest there at all." "I get where they're coming from but this is mass reports across the country," he says pointing to the map. "I've been on the phone with packs all over the country having the same issues. We seem to have a higher concentration as of late," he furrows his brows. "Other packs have been having decreases of these rogues?" He nods. "This past week alone we've had six sightings and it's only Thursday." I feel tension rise behind my eyes as the realization hit me. "It's Celeste, isn't it. . ." ~ #8 in Werewolf #14 in dark fantasy #39 in Supernatural #26 in fantasy-romance #1 in rewrite #12 in new adult 💛 read ahead for free on webnovel 💛 (rewrite of ILR)

Anastasia knew her soulmate was older than her. Seeing that her twins destined words hadn't shown up till he was 15 unlike her's that have been elegantly etched into her skin as long as she could remember. The life they created with the Lightwoods changed however, once Jace found his soulmate in a mundane named Clary. Though what she didn't expect was for a curtain warlock to walk into her life and turn it upside own. A world centered around the twin of Jace Wayland in an alternate story.

In an alternate world of Harry Potter, the souls of wizardfolk-worshippers of Lady Magic-were divided into two in the earliest days of their creation, each half paired with another person's. Overcome by the sudden emptiness within them and the weakening of their magic, the wizardfolk begged Lady Magic to return their missing halves. In response, Lady Magic bestowed soul marks upon them and tasked them with the lifelong quest of finding the person who carried the missing half of their souls. Set in the early 1990s, the modern era of Wizarding Britain, the prodigious Tom Riddle-now known as Thomas Slytherin-returns from a long journey across the world in a desperate search for his missing half. Having inherited the Slytherin name, he steps into the political arena of Wizarding Britain and challenges the centuries-old laws of the Ministry, promising greatness and progress should he rise to power. Meanwhile, Alix Clementine lives as the Heir to the Most Noble and Most Ancient House of Clementine, a renowned lineage admired by many. Their House is built on a power passed down only through their bloodline-the ability to bond with and influence all beasts, magical or otherwise. Note: MAJOR REWRITE ONGOING This work is on AO3 with the same title. AO3 un: Elphir

Lyris Blakely, better known as 'The Siren', is tiny but fierce girl on 'The Last Jewel', a renowned pirate ship she was brought up on and is loved by all the crew on the ship. This is the story of her adventures.

Flowers have meanings. They can symbolize your hopes, well wishes and most dangerously of all, your inner self... Anthea Rose desires to be unique and known for who she is rather than the flower on her face. Unfortunately, her rose says exactly that. She will soon realize that her eighteenth birthday is only the start of her worries. Watch Anthea tackle her new gifts, stalkers and secret societies all while trying to graduate on time. Who said that her final year had to be normal? Part 1 of The Persephone Chronicles

Lucy Heartphilia was not a jealous person. In fact, she was quite the opposite. She was kind, caring, and she loved Fairy Tail. Although lately, it seemed that the members did not necessarily return those feelings. She knew that the silver haired mage wanted so badly to be on Team Natsu and she knew that Team Natsu felt the same way. Lucy didn't want to be the one that was stopping them from being together. Besides, Lucy needed to work on her strength. She was glad that she decided to give her spot to Lisanna. Yes, today was the day. The day that she would stop being Lucy the Cheerleader and become Lucy the something or other. Something that said she was a force to be reckoned with.