-bellarke fanfiction- "Come here," he held out his hand. I had been on the rooftop many times, but I had never sat or stood on the ledge. It was like a death sentence. "I won't let anything bad happen to you, okay?" I answered by taking his hand in mine, allowing him to pull me onto the edge of the rooftop. I gaped at the view. Red, yellow, purple, blue, and white lights shined throughout the entire city's buildings as the sun set. I felt like I was on top of the world. I looked over at Bellamy and he was already staring at me with something in his eyes that I couldn't quite put my finger on. ------- Clarke Griffin left her home city of Arkadia behind along with her best friends Bellamy and Octavia Blake for college without a goodbye. When she returns years later, will she be able to reconnect with Bellamy and Octavia? Read to find out. All characters belong to Kass Morgan and The 100.

Most The 100 fan fictions are normally high school or based on the storyline....what if it was a mixture of both?? Minus the 2headed-deer and reapers of course... Clarke Griffin has a secret life within her own life; a life which she wishes to fix. New relationships are built within days, built with her secrets. Will they stay hidden and will she keep her new companions out of the loop?? Or Will she spill her guts and beg for help?? Obviously I can't tell you because it would spoil the book, so now you have to decide if this blurb was crappy enough to make you skip the book or did the picture fascinate you to read it Instead ( if you don't get bored- fingers crossed you won't) DISCLAIMER: I do not own any of the characters in this book⚫️⚫️ © 2016 multi_ships All Rights Reserved

He was the Rebel King of the City, leader of the newsies. She was an esteemed senators daughter who needed an escape. What happens when their worlds collide? Can she join the ranks of the newsies without being noticed? Murphy thinks he has every aspect covered, he will do whatever is needed to keep her secret, a lie, no matter the size, always finds a way out. She can't hide forever.

Meine Klasse ist der Hotspot für Dummheit, Schweißgeruch und Facepalms. Es gibt kaum einen Tag, an dem nicht irgendeiner etwas Dummes tut oder sagt und das ist meiner Meinung nach ziemlich traurig, aber gut für meinen Fame:) Willkommen in der neunten Klasse eines Gymnasiums. Start: irgendwann in der neunten Klasse Jetziger Stand: zweites Halbjahr in der zehnten (und ich hab die Schnauze voll)

"Today they would gather all of the prisoners of the ark and choose twenty-eight lucky individuals that would be sent down to earth to fight each other. Then granting the victor immunity for their crimes." What will happen when the characters of The 100 are placed into a contest that simbolizes The Hunger Games? What will happen when Clarke, Bellamy, Octavia, and other characters of the 100 get placed into this contest to the death? I don't own The 100 or any of its characters so the credit for that goes to Kass Morgan, Cw, and The 100 series cast and crew. Cover credit to: @morecottencandy © Copyright all rights reserved. »completed« »There is a book 2 and 3«

"It's you - he said still hugging her - I always knew that - he puts his hands on her face, looks right into her deep blue eyes full of tears, and smiles knowing she was the one" Resume: After Praimfaya, spacekru is now in space while Clarke is all alone in the last living valley on earth. Or at least that was what Bellamy thought. She could be dead, but he still had the hope that one day he could see her again. A spin-off of the series show: "the 100" -starting after the end of season 4. My instagram is @beatriz.lopes26 <3 I DO NOT OWN ANY OF THE "THE100" CHARACTERS! Credits to owner to the back photo in my cover Best rankings: 🥇 1 in "Clarke" 🥇 1 in "bellarke fanfic" 🥇 1 in "linctavia" 🥇 1 in "the100fanfic" 🥈 2 in "clarkegriffin" 🥇 1 in "Bellarke" Don't copy my story, all copy rights are mine💛

She's a wild, free spirit who sees the good in everyone, and he's the hardened, bad-tempered loner who wants nothing to do with her-yet no matter how hard he tries to push her away, she's the one temptation he can't escape. *** He's never met someone with such a bubbly personality. Not to mention the wildness and odd phrases she says every five minutes. He hates it. He hates how he can't stay away from it. He hates what she does to him; it's not like him to chase after some girl. She gets under his skin like no other. She's never met someone with such a bad attitude. He's ill-mannered and menacing. The glare never seems to leave his face. Considering it all, she can't help but feel the attraction toward him. Dangerous attraction toward a seemingly dangerous man. Maybe it's the tattoos on his arm that gets her attention. Or maybe it's because she can tell there's hope for good under his rough exterior. And she's about to find it, whether he likes it or not. It's no secret that the two of them are complete and total opposites. *** "You like being called Sugar, don't you?" I tease, placing my toothbrush back after finishing. He does the same and gives me a side-eyed scowl. He grips my chin harshly and kisses me. My body temperature raises a good ten degrees and my right leg goes all wiggly. He pulls away. "You like it when I kiss you, don't you?" He teases the same way I did to him and I'm left blubbering. "I think both of our questions are rhetorical," I lower my voice up at him. His lip curls up into a smirk. *** #1 in Young Adult #9 in Badboy #1 in Cold #3 in Goodgirl #1 in Sweetheart #14 in Love *** *Warning* This story contains mature themes (language, scenes)