Cuando Kagome decide que su vida no vale nada, decide terminar con ella, tantas veces ha visto a InuYasha y a Kikyo amarse a pesar de todo... y ella se entrega sin querer a los brazos de un kitsune que la misma Perla de Shikón y los dioses le mandaron para sanar su maltrecho corazón. [Tome&Kagome] • One-Shot

[COMPLETED ✔] Amelia was all alone on earth. Suffering from hunger, thirst, and pain. She waits for her to die. The most she had been regret in her life is not having a family. Being abandoned by her parents since she was a baby, and no one wants to take her in. Sigh... Dying without no one for you to think is sucks! Soon, she died. However she awake with human voice. Her body is too weak to move even her eyes can't open but she can hear clearly. Eh? What? I'm pregnant!!!??? Amelia is very happy finally she has her own family! With her own blood! But wait? What??? My child's father is a monster? What? An alien? No! No! No! It can't be worse!!! He is a fu**ing ZERG??? ... "Congratulation! You have triplets!" Amelia is crying with happiness. Soon she will have a big family! However her cry became heavy, she doubt that she can handle this pregnancy! She look at the baby's father, such a handsome face, my baby will be very handsome and beautiful! But!!! She looks at his tail. Its long and big! She look at others zerg who have wings, sharp teeth and a big body. Oh noooooo! Can she survive!? ------------------------------------

Isabella Swan nunca imaginou que uma simples viagem ao passado pudesse mudar tudo o que ela pensava sobre si mesma. Despertando em uma época distante, Bella se vê presa entre memórias que não são suas e sentimentos que parecem antigos demais para serem explicados. Em meio a lendas tribais, conexões inexplicáveis e um destino que insiste em se repetir, Bella precisará descobrir quem realmente é. Em um mundo onde o tempo não é linear e o destino tem planos que desafiam a lógica.

Cabello blanco y descalzo , sus ojos eran como dos hermosos zafiros relejados en el sol . Ella lo recuerda Recuerda el frio que sentía cuando este tocaba su mejilla , pero también era tan cálido - ¿ Tu , puedes verme ? -¿ No debería de hacerlo ? Bella Swan estaba tan sumergida en su tristeza , tan dolida , tan traicionada y usada. Ella vio un hilo doradora y su curiosidad pudo mas y fue a explorar , reencontrándose con él , quien siempre le sacaba risas y la hacia sentir tan amada - Hola de nuevo plantita - No lo olvidaras ¿ Verdad ? - ¡ ¿ Y donde quedaría la diversión de eso si lo hago ? !

Harriet Potter and Luna are fed up with the Wizarding world. Harri, the new Dark Lady? You've got to be joking! And so they did something new, something terrifying. They went to a new world. What awaits them? I have no rights to The Mummy, just my characters Harriet and Luna (Somewhat)

Em busca para sobreviver ela vê que não tera escolha, terá que fazer amizade com um dos demônios mais perigosos e importante de Demons Slayer, o que não é fácil devido ao seu temperamento mesquinho e irritável. Porem... Por que parece que... Aqueles olhos vermelhos estam mais encantados por mim do que deveriam...? Essa é minha primeira fic espero que gostem /•Finalizada•

Being the Master of Death made life difficult, especially when you need to save all of magical Europe from inbreeding its way to extinction. At least Death was enjoying watching his Master attempt this over and over again. Harry didn't find it nearly as entertaining. Well, tenth times the charm right? (FemHarry) Original cover image by, beshinoe.

#180 in Fanfiction || #1 in Hermione || In the language of literature, there exists a seemingly-concrete, antonymous relationship between good and evil, light and dark, hero and monster. And yet, we often disregard the transition from one to another, in which the 'bad guy' becomes 'good.' Perhaps it was the cruel mistreatment of Tom Marvolo Riddle as a child, or maybe it was the bloodline of Slytherin's heir himself that made the boy into the 'monster' who cannot be named. Or, perhaps it was simply because he did not know that his heart would beat in such a frenzy, that his cheeks would redden like a crimson rose, and that his normally-calm facade would melt under the simple gaze of the time-travelling heroine. If I were to bet, I'd say it's the latter. But it matters not why Voldemort could not love, for this is not a story about Voldemort. This is the story of Tom Marvolo Riddle, and how he came into direct conflict and company with the 'brightest witch of her age' ... fifty-years ahead. This is the story of love's recognition, in which the force does not suddenly develop between two people, but a poignant emotion, different for each individual, is uniquely described to be 'love.' Maybe Tom Riddle never loved, much like that of Voldemort. However, as one chooses to stubbornly believe, love existed for Tom Marvolo Riddle as long as he chose to believe that he loved Hermione Jean Granger. ////// NO TRANSLATIONS ARE BEING ALLOWED AT THIS TIME DISCLAIMER: I do not own any of the characters detailed in this book, nor any of the quotations and plot taken from "Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows." They belong to J.K. Rowling and Warner Brothers. I do not own the individual graphics in the cover, although I do own the composition/compilation of the cover. The media I post belongs to its owners. \\\\\\

"Antes dele, eu não acreditava em um céu e inferno, achava que os humanos tinham a necessidade de acreditar em algo maior para justificar os seus erros e acertos. Mas assim que o vi, eu soube. Em meus 245 anos, nunca vi algo tão lindo, nenhuma pintura poderia ter detalhes tão magníficos, nenhuma escultura poderia retratar uma pele tão sem defeitos, tinha que existir um Deus para ter feito algo tão perfeito" Uma fic sobre Jasper Whitlock no mundo fictício da saga crepúsculo da autora Stephenie Meyer.

"Cheryl Griffin foi muitas coisas na vida dela. Irmã mais nova de Esther Mikaelson e Dahlia Carnahan, foi abandonada por aqueles que deveria protege-la, ressentida, ela jogou fora o nome Carnahan de sua família e adotou um novo nome. Quando sua irmã fez um feitiço para salvar os filhos, Cheryl achou que poderia fazer melhor, em si própria, mas um erro aconteceu e assim ela renasceu como uma fria." "Quando se tornou uma fria, Cheryl achou que vagaria a eternidade sozinha e foi assim por Mil anos, até o dia em que acabou encontrando com aqueles olhos, fazendo o mundo dela mudar completamente." Uma fic com Jasper Whitlock no mundo fictício da saga Crepúsculo de Stephenie Meyer e da Série The Originals