Across the pacific ocean, there was a hidden camp for troubled kids. Where, unknowingly, their fates would intertwine with those of some magic folk. And all because Harry Potter, the Boy-Who-Lived, wasn't just a wizard.

Stiles thought he was the only one of his kind, a Tribrid. But then he meets a girl like him, but not totally. Hope Mikaelson is a werewolf, witch, and vampire. Stiles is an alpha coyote, nogitsune, and a siphoner. What will happen when the biggest freaks of the supernatural world find each other.

Milo is a 24 year old succesful model,single dad and restaurant owner.His not so boring yet happy life takes a turn when he tries something new. Kennedy was a cut throat business tycoon whose love for money and all the finer things led him to his sad depressive life with a company on the brink of collapse. lets see how these two worlds collide and entangle. #1 singleparent.

Stiles and his best friend Derek finally get out of Beacon Hills. They end up in a small town in Virginia called Mystic Falls. Things seem normal until Stiles meets Klaus. Derek claims he smells different. But Stiles really starts to fall for the mysterious guy until he drunkenly hooks up with Damon, an equally mysterious guy. Derek warns Stiles that he needs to be careful as Stiles has a secret that they don't want getting out. But Stiles can't stay away from Damon or Klaus. As Stiles decides who he loves more an accidental run in exposes that Damon and Klaus are together. Stiles finds himself in the middle of them before long. But Damon and Klaus have a deadly secret of their own that puts Stiles in danger which in turn exposes his own Secret. Stiles/Klaus Stiles/Damon Klaus/Damon Stiles/Klaus/Damon

❝SHE WEARS STRENGTH AND DARKNESS EQUALLY WELL, THE GIRL HAS ALWAYS BEEN HALF GODDESS, HALF HELL.❞ [THE ORIGINALS: SEASON 2+3] ©parxdisejpg DISCLAIMER: I DO NOT OWN THE ORIGINALS NOR ANY OF THE CHARACTERS FROM THE ORIGINALS- I ONLY OWN THE MONROE FAMILY, THEIR INDIVIDUAL PLOT LINES AND ANY OTHER ORIGINAL CHARACTERS THAT I CREATE.

Death made a deal with his mistress and allowed her to be reborn into different times and dimensions, all because she was bored with her first life. So, after a thousand years of adventure, Death sent her off to her next life, however, neither one of them expected to be placed in the middle of a zombie apocalypse, let alone being the only magical person on earth. It seems Fate found a way to judge humanity. Will Anastasia find a group she could trust and will she reveal her secret? Will she find love? Let's find out... Shall we?

[COMPLETE] For Percy Jackson, some choices are simple. He can continue being the Olympians' guinea pig or leave forever; he can stay in New York and put his family in danger or leave. Other choices, however, are getting increasingly more difficult. So difficult, in fact, that he can't choose by himself any longer. When the gods call upon him once more, he must make his hardest decision yet: does he risk his sanity in this strange new pantheon or stay out of it? (TW: There might be some light themes of suicide in this story; it won't be detailed, and it won't be written about, but it will be mentioned.) (Also I own nothing but the plot!)

"What I was going to say was selfish..." He mumbled. I edge closer to him until my hand slowly cradled his cheek. Tilting his head up to look at me. "Please let me know what it was." I beg him pathetically. He begins to chew his lip and that's when I knew he was nervous. Nervous about what? I'm not exactly sure. "With everything I said...I was going to say at the same time...never...leave me." He confessed painfully almost. That's when I lost all sense of control and pressed my lips onto his. Kissing him with all my strength and all the built up desire that's accumulated. I continued to kiss him until at some point my tongue made it's way into his mouth. Tasting a sweet flavor that I've never encountered. As I got deeper in the kissing I feel myself fly back into a tree. Slammed against it that I felt myself lose my breath. Trying to catch it, I look up at Achille. His eyes were now a crimson red that intrigued me. He shook his head and suddenly he was gone in a blur. Confused, I stood as I had to pop my back from the hard hit into the tree. Looking in the direction Achille ran off, I knew I couldn't see him because it'd be a blur. Always thought it was fascinating how when he runs you can't see it. Being a vampire must be...fascinating. Yet he makes it out to be hell. I can't understand that kind of complicity of being a vampire and the issues. I get it, they drink blood. Though there's multiple things beside humans that offer blood! He acts like it's so horrific. I would love to know what it felt like for a day. Just one day...

"You can't like him, you just can't!" "I know. It's wrong, but it's how I feel and I can't freaking control that." We've all heard the phrase 'The heart wants what it wants' or 'You can't control how you feel', and according to Nate, his life is just an example of that. (#5 General Fiction)

🏆Wattys 2019 Winner for Mystery & Thriller🏆 Sister Mary has lost her way, or so people think. Kicked out of her convent and sent away to be reformed, this jolly nun discovers her gift of glee is perfect for solving murders and the occasional naughty peek. ________________________________________ Merry Sister Mary is the world's most happy-go-lucky nun, and where the nuns are concerned, possibly the worst. She has none of the qualities reserved for a traditional lady of the cloth: a fear of water, an odd relationship with an umbrella, and no talent in teaching or nursing, yet Sister Mary believes she has a special God given power, laughter. Such a belief has led her to be kicked out of her convent in Chicago for accidentally flashing a group of churchgoers and deemed in desperate need of reform. She is sent on a bus to a stricter convent in New Orleans, Louisiana, but in a drama fueled twist, God has different plans for the joyous nun. She is to solve a murder. After missing the bus Sister Mary is forced to seek refuge with a Catholic family in the small town of St. Francisville. A horrific murder occurs sending the town into a frenzy of bittersweet joy. The person killed has long been despised and so named the Stanton Witch for the mystery surrounding her husband's death and the decades of misfortune since her arrival. In an effort to expose the truth, Sister Mary finds herself in the middle of one family's terrible and insidious secret. As the bodies pile up she uses her gift of glee to uncover the clues missed by the police and hopefully stop the killer from claiming another innocent victim. Her goal-- prove to the world once and for all that one does not need to be traditional to make a difference. Comedy ■ Mystery ■ Thriller [COMPLETED] Copyright © Jules Haigler No parts of this book may be distributed, copied, or sold on any media without permission of the author. All names, places, and themes are a work of fiction.