Sang has been haunted her whole life by a sick boy with an obsession. Tired of being on the run she settles at Charleston to see if her fortune has changed.

I am Sang Sorenson they like to call me: •Insane •crazy •Mad •lunatic And much more but what they don't know is what goes down in the inside in my mind. All her world is cruel and evil until she meets the blackbourne-toma team. Things develop and secrets being to be exposed and magic reveals it self. Warning: All main characters belong to one and only C.L. Stone. This is a fan fiction book. I will be including the Blackbourne-Toma team.

My name is Sang Sorenson, I live in Charleston and today I attend for the first time the annual wolf-vampire-human ceremony which female human are forced to attend if they are from sixteen to sixty years old. The world is not like before, years ago the supernaturals decided to tell us that they exist and then there was a great war, now the world is a kingdom, the Academy Kingdom, we have fourteen kings and we humans are no much better than animals. This ceremony is for them to find their mate, there are no females supernaturals. Family has from 5 to 15 members (one a female human) so in order to them to find their chosen one they make us attend it. Wish me good luck, I really hope I don't end one of their mate.

Sang Sorenson doesn't understand what is normal. She has been abused by her family and heard two voices in her head her whole life. The Blackbourne -Toma team goes to Ashley Waters High School to find recruits for their mafia Academy. What will happen when the boys find Sang? Will they be able to rescue Sang? What happens when they realize that the only recruit they need is Sang? Fan fiction about Sang Sorenson. I will include both the Ghost Bird boys and the Scarab Beetle boys. First fanfiction! I am excited to be writing this!! The main characters obviously belong to C.L.Stone, I have just made minor adjustments to them and the plot is all mine. Highest: May 12, 2018: #82 in Fanfiction May 17, 2018 #1 in Academy May 18, 2018 #1 in Crazy June 4, 2018 #228 in Romance Start Date: April 10, 2018 Completed: May 17, 2018

Sang Sorenson has been chewed up and spit out by life too many times. Abused by her stepmother. Neglected by her father. Hated by her sister. Bullied by jealous girls, Ignored by nearly everyone else in high school Sang never gave in. Even when, on the eve of her eighteenth birthday, her family abandoned her with naught but a backpack and a single suitcase containing all of her worldly possessions. Alone, bruised, and tired of living like this, she took her meager belongings and the few thousand dollars she'd saved all her life she started over, determined to make the best of her freedom. Three years, a job, months of therapy, and an apartment later she's finally whole for the first time in her life and then 14 wonderful men fall into her calm world, shaking things up once more, his time for the better. Sang, the blackbourne boys, the toma team and all related academy characters belong to the magnificent C.L. Stone. Everything else belongs to me.

Twenty-five year old Sang Sorenson is the best bird in the Academy, even as a lone bird. She's been happily dating Raven Ravenstahl for a few months, but it's now time to meet the rest of the team. Especially since they will be doing a mission together in Las Vegas. I don't think 'What happens in Vegas stays in Vegas" applies to this Academy group. This is a short RHHEA with Sang and the Toma team. **Characters are based from the C.L. Stone's Academy series and are not mine. This is fan fiction. This story is for entertainment purposes only and will not be sold in any way.**

"Here be dragons" A phrase meaning dangerous or unexplored territories, frequently used in the 1700s and earlier by cartographers on faraway, uncharted corners of the map. It was meant to warn people away from dangerous areas where sea monsters were believed to exist. It's now used metaphorically to warn people away from unexplored areas or untried actions. Beware, this isn't a story about good people doing heroic things...no, this is a story about the bad guys. ***This is a fan-fiction based off CL Stone's Ghostbird series. The characters belong to her and I take no credit or financial gain from this story. I took creative license over the story line, but it's for entertainment purposes only!*** ***This is a dark horror story with some violent and gory imagery. If these types of things disturb you, I advise you not to read. It's not all about the blood, of course; humor and perhaps a little love is mixed in.***

With two years of experience, Sang Sorenson knows the tricks of the trade on surviving on the streets. She knows which streets to stay off of, which people to avoid, which restaurants are nice to the homeless, and most importantly what days are the days she and her homeless friends are hunted. So when she meets three newly homeless boys, what's she to do but to help them and teach them everything she can to ensure they survive the streets of Charleston too. If only she knew they were undercover to hunt those who hunt her and her friends. *** Confirmed GB/Sang/SB HEA with no bxb *** **Characters are based from the C.L. Stone's Ghost Bird and Scarab Beetle series and are not mine. This is fan fiction. This story is for entertainment purposes only and will not be sold in any way.**

I've hidden behind the lens of a camera since I was seven years old. My Mom dying turned me into a shell of a person; I stopped speaking, I hid behind fake glasses, my hair and baggy clothes. I let my father move us around, never asking questions when he would disappear for days at a time from the time I turned thirteen. The only thing that my father did that ever got the rare smile from me was when my birthday came around and he brought me a camera every year. The camera was my security blanket, another eye that I used to see things through, another way to observe even as I pressed that shutter button. Moving to a new town, a new school never fazed me; I never purposely drew attention to myself. I hid behind the camera, like I always did and that was when I started capturing them just like they started capturing my heart. *This is a work of Fanfiction based on C.L Stones Ghost Bird and Scarab Beetle Series'. I do not own The Academy or any of the Characters. They are all C.L's.* THIS STORY WILL CONTAIN MATURE CONTENT! I WILL PUT A AUTHORS NOTE WHERE TO EXPECT IT.

Your prospects are limited when you don't exist, but Sang Sorenson has been getting by as a cashier in a grocery store after dropping out of high school. Most days, she's just glad to have some independence, but she's been drifting through her life for two years, too alone to realize she's lonely. Then, late one Sunday night someone comes through her line with more apple pie than one man should be able to eat. The next day, she finds herself helping a young girl with a ...delicate purchase that the girl's older brother and his friend can't handle. And after a close call at home, she seeks help at a diner that recently opened down the street. It's been over a year since the Blackbourne team shattered into three separate teams, and they've all been dealing with the aftermath of a broken family. Though the new Lee and Taylor teams have done well for themselves, things just aren't the same. Then Sean stops by a little mom-and-pop grocery store after a long shift and discovers their bakery section. Kota and Nate take Jess bra shopping, and the cutest girl they've ever seen intervenes when they are less than helpful. And Luke finally meets someone who values pancakes as much as he does...possibly more. And it's barely even Tuesday. ~oOo~ This is a reverse harem fanfic based on C.L. Stone's Ghost Bird series. Be warned, I don't do trigger warnings on individual chapters and this is a Ghost Bird story: there is physical and emotional abuse, implied and overt; there are nine men interested in one woman (#whychoose) and sometimes each other; and the language used is appropriate for mature readers only. Not my circus, not my monkeys. I don't own any of these characters, The Academy, or Charleston, SC. I'm not making any money off of this. Liberties were taken with the legal and medical professions, but I tried to be as accurate as possible.