"AUCH, I'M WOUNDED, SOMEONE HELP ME BEFORE SHE KILLS ME!" he yelled loudly and I couldn't help but laugh. "Shut up, the whole castle can hear you!" I said and tried to pull him up. "That's the point! You're a dangerous being", he stated, but let me pull him up. "You're an idiot", I mumbled and narrowed my eyes at him. He was quite a bit taller than me, making me having to look up. It were his eyes that intrigued me for some reason. They always seemed to twinkle with amusement, even when there was nothing particularly funny going on. They held so many stories. I could see that he was studying me as well. They were a maze. A maze that I would love to get lost in. "You really are an onion", I blurted out. - Y/N Y/L/N arrives at Hogwarts to attend her sixth year after being homeschooled for all of her life. There she meets the infamous Weasley twins and one in particular catches her attention. It starts with a little teasing, but Y/N soon finds herself way in over her head. - Most characters are owned by JK Rowling. I do NOT support JKR at all, but I wrote this fan fiction years ago when I didn't know any better, and the Harry Potter universe was a big part of my teen life.

Highest Ranking: #48 in Fanfiction (10/5/16) PREVIOUSLY FEATURED A tale of loss, fractured bonds, newfound friendships, and action-packed battles, Out of Time is a fresh Marvel fanfiction for all lovers of superheroes. What do you get when you cross a sarcastic redhead with a master time traveller? Me. My name is Andi. Just Andi. That's all you need to know. I've walked the earth for hundreds of thousands of years. I've seen much and loved many. I've held many names and I've walked hand in hand with historical leaders and pioneers of greatness. But here's the thing: there's a threat roaming the fabrics of time, and I'm the only one who knows about him. And, as much as I hate to admit it, I need help. An extraordinary problem calls for extraordinary help. So I've got one question for you: what would you do if you had the power to control time at your fingertips? ★ Based on Captain America: First Avenger and The Avengers ★ ★ FORMER WATTPAD FEATURED STORY ★ ★ Book 1 of the Time Walker tetralogy ★ || Absolutely gorgeous cover by the wonderful @-verdant- ||

(Book one) When Anna Smith enrolled in the army, she was best friends with Bucky Barnes and Steve Rogers. She left them to follow a dream of becoming an agent. But when both died, she made the decision to become the next super soldier. Years pass as she established herself as the Director of SHIELD and remade the intelligence community in her image. Now that she finds out Steve is alive she wonders if he will remember her. Will they be the same, or will their friendship change? Not only has SHIELD slowly become something Anna doesn't recognize, she has to deal with the attack on New York too. I do not own any of the Marvel characters. I did go along with some of the movies. I do have my own characters in the story. 2nd Book- Don't Forget Me 3rd Book- Don't Lose Sight Of Me

Rosie likes to tell herself that being on the President's top 10 most dangerous individual's list is perfectly normal. She makes her living through phishing, not the kind that involves fish, the other kind. Well she does a little more than just email spam, either way her full time job is behind a computer screen. Her only friends are her brother, cousin, and Natasha Romanoff. She is a doer but when it comes to physical ability she is moaner. So when Natasha asks her to come help with the Avenger's Initiative, which involves other people, it isn't for her fanciful bulging muscles or amazing strength. Instead her amazing sense of style and witty dry humour... or maybe because of her extreme skill with technology. Whatever it is Rosie takes a leap, jumping from self-employment to a team and getting herself involved with a government agency.

"I prefer to think of myself as in the transitional stage between childhood trauma and superpowers." Prepare yourself for the indescribable. The unexplainable. The ununderstandable. I'm not forewarning the plot of the story. I refer only to one single, important puzzle piece. And that piece is secret double-triple-quadruple-crossing SHIELD/HYDRA agent Daniella Atteberry. You must understand, if you are to partake in this insanity of an adventure, that the ability to comprehend this specific agent is a skill that none of the Avengers have yet mastered. Her complexity lies in her apparent simplicity. Her mystery lies in her blatant honesty. Her fashion sense relies on a red beanie. And the superheroes are so completely superscrewed. |Post Age of Ultron| |Part of The Lucky Ones Universe| |Book 1 of Dani's Adventure|

❝She was half human... half universe.❞ [across the marvel cinematic universe] [defenders - endgame] [book three of ?]

A woman is thrown into Marvel while picking a lock. Yes, that is how she makes her grand entrance to Marvel. She finds herself in a familiar area which makes her think she had blacked out. It is only when she meets Loki that things begin not making sense. Also; there is one small problem. Wanna know? Then read it. Started: 1.18.2015. Completed: 5.30.2015 at 9:29 PM. [Loki fanfic] [Probably a stand alone] Cover by: @vviillaann

"It's much harder to stay hidden from the Dark Lord when you're in love with a Death Eater." Evelyn Hawkings' parents were well-known Death Eaters, but they died when the Dark Lord fell and Eve was only an infant. Now fifteen years have passed and Voldemort is back, and Eve has changed her last name to stay hidden from him. She lives a quiet life, staying out of trouble and avoiding the life of a Death Eater...but everything changes when she meets Draco Malfoy. He's the bad boy, the guy everyone avoids if they know what's good for them. But what happens when the bad boy meets someone completely different? What happens when Draco Malfoy, against all odds, falls head over heels for one girl? Which will come first, the girl he loves...or his reputation as a Death Eater? What will he do when he finds the bird that can finally set him free? A Draco Malfoy love story.