When stars align, things usually soar - love, happiness, sometimes wealth. But for Mia and Richard, life decided to tumble downward; at least, between them. From childhood best friends to successful adults, Mia and Richard soon realize that distance and time apart do take a toll on people, and what was lost in the past couldn't be made up for instantly, even if they were just friends - just lucky enough to be in each other's lives - which also happened to be the one thing they weren't too sure about anymore. Perhaps the luck had run out. [Richard Madden x OFC] -•-•- Disclaimer: This is a work of (fan)fiction, and any resemblances to actual names, places, or events are purely coincidental. Book Cover: Image (c) Bruno Staub, Interview Magazine

It had always just been Zoe and her little brother Daniel, that is until she meets Richard Madden in hospital after he has knocked her down with his car. He soon begins to see all of Zoe's troubles and wants to be there to help as their romance begins to blossom.

When Satan finds an abandoned baby she will change everything between him and God. Being raised around that shapes the young baby in unimaginable ways. Join her in her journey

The sky thundered, The wind howled, The rain pelted down, Foretelling an impending doom. The little girl was not used to the feeling of fear. But at that moment, she knew, she was terrified. The boy looked at her as though she was a nasty bug he wanted squished. His eyes turned hateful when he looked at her father. She didn't like the dark glint in his eyes, she decided, not at all. He wore a royal-blue polo shirt and black jeans with hands behind his back - he had an air of supremacy which made him look like royalty despite his tender age. She knew who he was - everyone knew who he was but they never had been once introduced formally. "Aren't you an adorable little lady" Don Moretti bent forward and ruffled her hair. He then looked at his grandson, "Nipote" He called. Like a trained soldier, the boy stepped forward in a collected manner and stretched out his right hand. "Valente. Valente Enzo Moretti." His voice smooth and velvety; it was deeper than other boys of his age who had high-pitched tone and Sera decided she liked his voice. "Can I call you Enzo?" She asked politely with an air of innocence and her hand still on his while the elders watched them with an intrigued fashion. Their curiosity was apparent. Nobody called him Enzo. No one dared called him by his name. 'Young don' was his only reigning title. Did she say something wrong? "Your name" "Oh. I-Its Seraphina. Seraphina Rose Giordano." Valente seemed to mull and test the name on his tongue. "You can call me Enzo . . . . Only if I can call you Rosa, deal?" He looked straight into her eyes. Amongst the wild, Under the beguiling rain, Oblivious hearts, intertwined in a twist of fate.

"In ancient writings, it is said that those whom have been blessed with multiple soulmates are the ones with bigger souls and hearts. So far, the most soulmates one has had are 3." I rolled my eyes and tuned out my history teacher. Why would you call someone with multiple soulmates blessed? Why would you assume that person would have a "bigger soul and heart?" That's a whole load of bull right there. Why am I bitter about this subject? Well, I wouldn't say I'm blessed. And I definitely wouldn't say I have a bigger heart and soul than others. But guess what? I still have multiple soul marks anyway. Yep, in fact, I actually have 9. 9.

*Twilight series fanfiction* *Set after Breaking Dawn It has been a few months since the last encounter between the Cullens and the Volturi. Life has been carrying on as normal as possible for a coven of vampires. Carlisle and Esme travel to New York for a medical conference. Alice has predicted that they will return to Forks with a new member to their family, a chronically ill human at that. With the Volturi battle still fresh in their minds, how will everyone cope with the new addition? Will the Volturi intervene again? Disclaimer: I do not own the characters from the Twilight series, they are property of Stephenie Meyer. Any non-Twilight characters, as well as the storyline are mine. Any similarities to real people or events are entirely coincidental. *Slightly mature content.

"Hold on!" He asks vehemently. "What do you want?" I ask, irritated. His blue eyes widen and still manage to shine in the dim moonlight, his dark, golden hair looking like a halo on his head. America's golden boy he is. He hesitates at my question, as if he doesn't even know himself. "Why don't you come back with me? I can get you some food, a warm bed, some clean clothes?" He offers kindly. I look at him skeptically. "Back where? Your ivory tower?" I sass. He presses his lips together before jumping to the other dumpster. "Look, I just want to help. It doesn't matter what the press says. They get a lot wrong anyway." He shoots a smile down at me to try and win me over. "Well, that's wonderfully patriotic of you," I hop down and start walking down the alley away from him. "but no thanks." I slip my thumbs under the straps of my backpack and clutch on. Steve Rogers appears next to me in seconds, walking with me. I create distance between us, making sure we don't touch. Before he opens his mouth, I stop us both, my temper flaring up. "Look, I have no interest in being your charity case. I don't want to be in the press, used as an example of how good the Avengers are, or any of that shit. I just want to be left alone!" I huff, pulling my backpack tighter against my back to resist punching Captain America. Steve's eyes go to my still bloody knuckles in the dim light and his eyebrows furrow even further. "Oh, dear god." I complain at seeing more concern on his face. Before he can put a gentle hand on my shoulder and give me a rousing speech about justice or something I kick him hard in the balls. As soon as he leans over I start sprinting. I reach another dumpster and jump on top of it, then leap to the nearest fire escape. Then, I'm on the roof and feel like I'm flying. Some people've gotta learn the hard way; not everyone wants to be saved. SEQUEL 'Into the Ring' IS UP NOW! *I DO NOT OWN THE AVENGERS. ONLY THE CHARACTERS AND SITUATIONS I CREATE.*

Bruised Sequel! *Five Years After the Events of 'Bruised'* Percy's in college alongside Peter and his friends thanks to her advanced intelligence, but isn't quite sure where she belongs. Her past still has its claws in her, she still doesn't know what she is, much less what she wants to do with the rest of her life. And all of this isn't helped by Bucky banning the use of her abilities. As Percy sees it, she has two choices. Disobey and do everything possible to find out who she is and what she can do? Or obey and assimilate into a world she may have never been destined to be a part of in the first place? *I DO NOT OWN AVENGERS OR ANY AFFILIATE. I ONLY OWN MY CHARACTERS AND THE SCENES I CREATE*

Rule one - Obey orders. Rule two- Kill or be killed. Rule three- There are no other rules. Imagine if you broke rule one. And because of that, you are all alone in the world. Your loved ones are dead and, according to the government, so are you. You don't know what to do anymore. You don't have anyone to trust anymore. You're just a shadow of a person, a ghost in the system. This is her story. The story of the Ghost.

The daughter of two famous Quidditch players, Anora Forney, has grown up travelling the world. And while her parents are known for their skills on the pitch, Anora garners her own attention wherever she goes as many people love to get a glimpse of the child with naturally white hair. However, the world tour comes to an end when Anora receives her acceptance letter from Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. Surrounded by adults for much of her upbringing, Anora is initially quite nervous about interacting with peers of her own age. But with her feline companion, Iggy, at her side, she embarks on her own journey. Along the way, she meets Charlie Weasley, a boy whose hair is as red as her hair is white. And bright locks are not the only thing the two have in common, as their love for magical creatures and the outdoors, sparks a friendship that cannot and will not be broken. But their friendship is put to the test as their Seventh Year at Hogwarts approaches, and feelings that were not there before, start to surface. Nothing gets an adventure-packed romance started like dropping out of school and running off to the Romanian Dragon Sanctuary. And that is only the beginning. Cover Credit : @cendriia