I've stated that USUK is my OTP so I decided to do the 30 day OTP challenge. Yay.

In the kingdom of spades, lives a cruel king. Will his son Alfred be the one to save the people? Or will he be an even more evil force to be reckoned with? Note: Hetalia and it's characters do not belong to me.

In parallel universe, America's England died in American revolution. America swore to have England back no matter what. In the real universe, England have a terrible feeling coming towards him....a terrible feeling that he didn't know. 2p!USxUk and USUK.

Rose Weasley despises Scorpius Malfoy. Right up until fifth year at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry Scorpius has done nothing but tease and torment Rose with his favourite phrase "Weaselette." But as they enter their sixth year, the Wizarding World is in danger and this brings Rose and Scorpius closer. Rose's family still hold a grudge towards the Malfoy's so can Rose and Scorpius settle the differences between the two families? And can they show that love can conquer anything? As the drama unfolds it seems that not everything stays simple in the Wizarding World.

On Sunday: Rose Granger-Weasley was the same girl she had always been - the intellectual who had managed through luck and pure stubbornness to avoid losing her innocence. Scorpius Malfoy was the same boy he had always been - the loner who had spent his life chasing the one girl who didn't want him. On Monday: They both woke up with the realization that nothing was ever going to be the same. "The full weight of my predicament hit me suddenly, and I collapsed onto my bed in tears - dreading the moment when I would have to face Scorpius Malfoy." [THIS STORY IS UNDERGOING EDITING AND EXPANSION. YOU MAY NOTICE MINOR INCONSISTENCIES BETWEEN THE UPDATED CHAPTERS AND THOSE WHICH I HAVE NOT REWRITTEN YET] Highest ranking: #1 in scorose

"Do you want me to live?" I choke the words out, nearly a sob, head pounding. Maven steps into my cell and this time I do not move away. I stay in my place on the cold ground, waiting to see how he responds. He stops right in front of me, crouching down. He puts a hand out to push the hair out of my face and I let him. He is oddly gentle and an unreadable expression takes over his face. "Of course I do," he finally says, an inkling of pain on his pale face. "And I can have you live." This is my take on what would have happened if Mare chose Maven in the Bowl of Bones. Spoiler Warning: This will contain spoilers from Red Queen and may contain spoilers from other books in the series. ***All characters and anything from the original work belong to the respective author, Victoria Aveyard.*** Thank you for reading! Enjoy! :)

Arthur has gotten a mark, of spades even though he lives in clubs.. What could it mean? Alfred is Prince of spades, he is unsure of who will rule the kingdom after the Kings death. Who could the clock choose? Even if he has been taught to lead the kingdom. What is the clock? Who is who? The kingdom of spades has now gotten new royals, let's see how this will work out

prucan fluff and maybe more ahonhonhonhonhonhonhon ;)

༶•┈┈ ♛ ┈┈•༶ "You really want me to shy away like I used to? Like your little mouse?" I pierce him with every word. The Darkling stares back and for a while the only thing that moves in the room are the shadows. "Alina, you misunderstand me. I have waited centuries for someone like you. Centuries, Alina, alone. I do not need to answer your question. You know what I want." Please don't say it, I think. "I want you to be my Queen, Alina." He pushes off from his chair and I shiver in my seat as he pauses by my side. The Darkling's hands find my chin and he holds my head tenderly with both hands. My power sparks at his touch like fire to kindling and I have to clench a hand in my dress skirt to keep control. He makes sure my gaze is entirely on him when he says, "And you know you will." I shake underneath the pressure of his words and he strokes my chin to calm me. Fine, but he has no idea what he is asking for. I shall be a queen, but not his. And he will regret the day he forced me back at his side like a dog. Aleksander, I think, bow. ༶•┈┈ ♛ ┈┈•༶ It starts with burst of light, like it did in the beginning. Every time a Sun Summoner dies, there is a burst of light. With every flashing death, Alina can feel a strong hum of power return to her. Fearing the loss of her new life, she sets out on a mission to the Little Palace with hopes her old friends could help her. Little does Alina know, a familiar shadow sits on the throne of Grisha. As a whirlwind of events sets her right back on square one, Alina makes a vital decision to change everything. Still, she finds herself teetering in the edge of letting the Darkling and her powers swallow her up. The Sun Summoner has grown and she can no longer be a saint. She has to be a queen. ༶•┈┈ ♛ ┈┈•༶ This is a Grisha trilogy fanfiction that takes place after Ruin and Rising. All rights belong to Leigh Bardugo. VERY SLOW BURN Darklina!

What happen if they turn into a new 'person'?