Book One of the Fatal Attractions Saga: In the year 1962, Kat Hazel is found in Chicago by Charles Xavier and Erik Lehnsherr. As part of their group of collected mutants to bring down Sebastian Shaw, she must learn and train with the others under the supervision Charles - the first man to treat her like she was worth something. [I own nothing but the idea for my OC. I make no profit.]

It's been 10 years since the events of Logan happened and Lydia and Charles have re opened the school which has turned out to be more successful than last time. What happens when some old friends arrive and everything happens all over again. Will Charles and Lydia ever stay out of trouble?

Lydia is Hank McCoy's best friend ant they both work in the CIA facility together but when Lydia mets Charles and the rest of the x-men will she be careful because of her mutation or will she finally let down all those walls that she has built up

Book Two of the Fatal Attractions Saga: The year is 2023; Sentinels have killed and captured mutants and humans that have dared to aid them. But before Logan Howlett is sent back in time to fix things, Professor X has to explain a great many things to him. For if Logan doesn't get there in time to stop Raven from killing Trask, they are in danger. But if he doesn't stop Kay from leaving Charles, they will be forever doomed, for it was her DNA that truly changed the world.

❝i want―❞ he stopped. tore his fingers through his hair. ❝never mind what i want.❞ his voice was quieter, now. ❝what do 𝘺𝘰𝘶 want?❞ ❝you.❞ always you. ❪ 𝐄𝐑𝐈𝐊 𝐋𝐄𝐇𝐍𝐒𝐇𝐄𝐑𝐑 ❫ ❪ 𝐗-𝐌𝐄𝐍 ❫ ❪ 𝐃𝐀𝐘𝐒 𝐎𝐅 𝐅𝐔𝐓𝐔𝐑𝐄 𝐏𝐀𝐒𝐓 ━━ 𝐀𝐋𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐍𝐀𝐓𝐄 𝐔𝐍𝐈𝐕𝐄𝐑𝐒𝐄 ❫ © 𝘾𝘼𝙋𝙈𝙓𝙍𝙑𝙀𝙇 𝘾𝙊𝙑𝙀𝙍 𝘽𝙔 @𝙍𝙖𝙞𝙘𝙝𝙞𝙖 𝗛𝗜𝗚𝗛𝗘𝗦𝗧 𝗥𝗔𝗡𝗞𝗜𝗡𝗚: #𝟭 𝗜𝗡 𝗘𝗥𝗜𝗞 (𝗔𝗦 𝗢𝗙 𝟬𝟯/𝟬𝟮/𝟮𝟭) #𝟭 𝗜𝗡 𝗠𝗔𝗚𝗡𝗘𝗧𝗢 (𝗔𝗦 𝗢𝗙 𝟬𝟯/𝟮𝟰/𝟮𝟭) #𝟭 𝗜𝗡 𝗘𝗥𝗜𝗞 𝗟𝗘𝗛𝗡𝗦𝗛𝗘𝗥𝗥 (𝗔𝗦 𝗢𝗙 𝟬𝟯/𝟮𝟵/𝟮𝟭) #𝟭 𝗜𝗡 𝗗𝗔𝗥𝗞 𝗣𝗛𝗢𝗘𝗡𝗜𝗫 (𝗔𝗦 𝗢𝗙 𝟬𝟰/𝟭𝟱/𝟮𝟭) #𝟭 𝗜𝗡 𝗟𝗘𝗛𝗡𝗦𝗛𝗘𝗥𝗥 (𝗔𝗦 𝗢𝗙 𝟬𝟴/𝟬𝟱/𝟮𝟭)

My third book dedicated to the Marvel Universe. And as always, I will be including our favourites from the Avengers, the Guardians, X-men, Doctor Strange, Deadpool and whoever else I can come up with stories for. As always, my imagines will be fluffy, smutty, and just downright romantic. With the odd little heartbreak and bit of angst to hopefully keep you interested. So please, come and join me once again, as I delve into the Marvel universe. I do not own any of the Marvel characters, only those I create myself.

My second book dedicated to the Marvel Universe. And again I will be including the Avengers, the Guardians, X-men, Doctor Strange, Deadpool and even the Fantastic Four this time. As always, most imagines will be fluffy, smutty, or just downright romantic . With the odd little heartbreak just to keep things interesting. So please, come and join me once again on my trip down the Marvel rabbit hole and lets have some fun. I don't own any of the Marvel characters, just the characters that are my own creations.

"𝚃𝚑𝚊𝚗𝚔 𝚢𝚘𝚞, 𝙹𝚘𝚑𝚊𝚗𝚗 𝚂𝚎𝚋𝚊𝚜𝚝𝚒𝚊𝚗 𝙱𝚊𝚌𝚑!" -Jim Moriarty. (Book One) In which, a Russian immigrant joins the CIA's new mutant division: Division X. (warning, this sucks). (Erik Lehnsherr x fem!oc)

"𝙸𝚏 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚛𝚊𝚒𝚜𝚎𝚍 𝚝𝚘 𝚋𝚎𝚕𝚒𝚎𝚟𝚎 𝚗𝚘𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚊𝚋𝚘𝚞𝚝 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚒𝚜 𝚜𝚙𝚎𝚌𝚒𝚊𝚕, 𝚒𝚏 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚋𝚎𝚗𝚌𝚑𝚖𝚊𝚛𝚔 𝚒𝚜 𝚘𝚛𝚍𝚒𝚗𝚊𝚛𝚢, 𝚠𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚍𝚘 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚍𝚘 𝚒𝚏 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚗𝚘𝚝?" -Vanya Hargreeves. (Book 2) In which Professor X and Magneto use Kitty Pryde to project Wolverine's consciousness into his younger self's body in 1973 and hope to change the future, and stop Mystique and The White Violin from killing Bolivar Trask.

The year was 1962 when I met the man I would later call my husband. The man who sits at my bedside, holding my hand as I weakly gaze into the familiar blue eyes that captivated me many years ago... Far too many years than I would care to mention. "Charles?" My voice escapes my lips in a breathy hum, the downtrodden tones of approaching death threatening to distort his beautiful name. "Yes, my Love?" He replies with an expression of deep melancholy. "Do you remember when we met?" I inquire with a gentle smile painted upon my face, my wrinkled hand cradled gently in his own. "Of course I do, Darling," he soothes me, the cool metal of his wedding band brushing against my skin. "I never stop remembering."