“Loony Lovegood” was her universal nickname at Hogwarts, even some of the ghosts in the school used it. She coined it in her second year after voicing her beliefs during Herbology, explaining why she tries to stay away from mistletoe. But instead of getting angry or sad like others might in her situation, Luna smiled. She smiled because she knew that they were just as sane as she was. Complete

Each day she wakes up in a different body, not knowing who she is, and each night that body dies. She is the Reaper Syndrome, and she's desperate to know why. ***** She doesn't know what's happening. Each day she wakes up in a new body, not knowing who she is. She has to pretend to be the person, and at the end of the day her new body dies. The media have a name for these deaths: the Reaper Syndrome. No one believes it's a person jumping from body to body, until Joe. He's a conspiracy theorist, but she can make him listen. He trusts her, and he can also see the mysterious man, Samael, that's following her. Why is this happening to her? Who can she trust? Every day it takes her to end the Reaper Syndrome, another person dies. She doesn't want the last victim to be her. *2021 Wattys Shortlisted*

A little twist on the reboot version of your favourite CBS MacGyver.

Tris and Zeke have always been good freinds When she finds Four doing the unthinkable Zeke is there for her. NO WAR.

rule 12, never date a co worker. but hasn't everyone broken it?

"Do you have to leave?" I say through tears. "I promise I'll be home before you know it." That's a lie. It'll feel longer than what it actually is. And it will all feel like hell. "I'll be lost and...and...alone without you, Matt" I sob even harder. "Don't say that. You'll have Aunt Kathy and Jo. Trust me when I say this: they know exactly what they're doing. They've been through plenty of these before." I nod, not trusting my voice, afraid I'll break down again. His hand comes to my cheek as he wipes a tear that's falling. His arms then indulge me in a huge hug, his familiar cologne invading my nostrils. "STARKS! We're boarding!" I flinch at the fact that its time to let him go. He kisses the top of my head, "I love you." He whispers in my ear. "I love you too." I respond weakly. "I love you most." And with a final, hard kiss, he walks away from me. Kathy holds me and lets me cry on her shoulder as Matt looks back at me, and walks into the plane. ~~~ **This is an original story by @QuackingDuck. Any other publication of this story has been stolen** ~~This story contains mature content~~

❁ུ۪۪ ━ 𝐜𝐞𝐚𝐬𝐞𝐟𝐢𝐫𝐞 (𝗈𝗋𝗂𝗀𝗂𝗇𝖺𝗅) unfinished + will not ever be finished bc i gave up.