In a last ditch effort to save your life, you flee your dying planet and crash land on Vulcan. Due to being too young to be classified as an adult, you had to live with a young Spock and his parents. Of course, it's not like you ever acknowledged each other's presences. That would be simply illogical.

This is a story about how Myra McCall fell in love with the bad boy Derek Hale. Will they work? Will Scott get in the middle and destroy anything good that happens between them? Or will Derek be the end of Myra ?? Or Myra be the end of Derek? • read on to find out! Updates every Wednesday and Friday... if not Friday then Saturday morning!!🖤 Disclaimer I only own Myra! And slow updates

Her father died at the day of her birth, her mother left her, her brother left, she was sent to Tarsus where she experienced the worst trauma of her life and now she has to deal with crazy Romulans and both annoying and extremely attractive half-Vulcan first officer. What's girl gotta do to catch a break?

"She had reluctantly accepted suffering as a component of deep passion." (That's the quote on the cover) How did I get here? How did this happen I? It was just a simple mission so how did it end up like this? Where's Jim? Uhura? Bones? Scotty? Chekov? Sulu? Carol?.......Spock? Are they okay? What happened to them? How are the crew? how's the ship? As long as they're okay I'm fine with leaving even if it is...................................................forever.

Bryostone was planted beneath a great oak in the heart of the Shire. She grew into being, sprouting from a large flower, draped in petals like silk and eyes shimmering a kaleidoscope of greens. Brown waves cascade down her back and fall over unmarred skin, save for the patterns of freckles. When she stood the Shire exploded with all forms of life and has been bounteous ever since. Her arrival heralded an era of fertility and tranquility. The Shire has since been a haven from the violence, greed, and hatred of the world. Asterstone was lain at the bottom of Silverlode, a river running through Lothlorien, and so arose from the depths and into the soft blue lights of the forest. Hair like starlight falls around her shoulders and eyes like moon pools twinkle above her smile. The river stilled for her and as she approached the bank the water clung to her, reluctant to part with her being. The second her foot touched the grounds of Lothlorien a new star sprang to light in the sky, the brightest and most treasured light of the elves. Arkenstone was buried deep in Erebor, snuggled between precious gems of all kinds. She held a pose with an arm outstretched until a lone miner discovered her hand. Upon interlacing his fingers with hers all the stone and gems shielding her fell away. Her eyes shine like silver in firelight, reflect like water in the sun, twinkle like snow under the stars, and rain in the moonlight. Behind her a grand cavern of mithril opened up and before her an era of prosperity began. Cardiastone was burned into existence. A well placed lightning strike, sparking a flaming pyre in front of the White Tree of Gondor, brought her to this realm. She stood, encased in flames, a beacon calling a long lost king home. When she parted from the fire it remained, ever burning. Cedar hair echoes a bind with nature, eyes like a beating heart incite passion, and twitching hands drive innovation. A silver age of men began, patiently awaiting their king.

THIS IS A SHORT STORY, WILL ONLY BE TEN PARTS LONG.

Mia is James kirk's twin sister. They were very close when they were little because there step dad was abusive to them and there mum was working all the time, although Jim is only a few seconds older he protects Mia. When they were eight years old her mum got custody over Jim and her dad got custody over Mia and they were separated and haven't seen each other since.

Thranduil Elven king of Mirkwood finds a trespassor in his kingdom. Has an ancient and deadly race of creatures finally come our of hiding? Who or what has dared entered his domain? What happens when he meets someone who doesnt fear him? Can this shapeshifter stay a step ahead of such an old and powerful elf? Can she and her people finally step out of the shadows? Can Thranduil learn that to respect such a worthy adversary? (M for later chapters)

She had been mistaken for a witch, captured by Thranduil and thrown into prison, her fate lies in the hands of a handsome elf, with the help of his friend the ranger can they save her in time? "Legolas studied her as he knelt down next to Aragorn. Her wrists were red and bruised from the rope that had bound her. She had cuts and scratches up her forearms were she had been fighting off the Orcs. Her forehead was bruised and she had a cut above her right eye. She lay there beautiful and motionless, he thought she was dead."

A simple, complicated, love-hate feud: that's what Thranduil and Idriel's relationship can be described as. They can't even look at each other without a scowl. That is, until Idriel's realm is in danger of disappearing and Thranduil is the only one who could possibly help her.