Calypso Krane and Sirius Black had been best friends ever since they met on the Hogwarts Express. They were practically inseparable and did everything together. But, what happens when Sirius begins to realize that he might like Calypso more than he thought? OR In which Sirius Black decides to pine for his Ravenclaw best friend. *Currently Rewriting*

" the monster in me loves the monster in you " in which riven is supposed to hate sky's sister, yet there's a flame between the two that can't be extinguished FATE : WINX SAGA FANFICTION riven x fem oc! cover by @vcidpotter

{UNDER EDITING} (Might be some inconsistencies in details) Delphi had never grown up to trust easily. Hard to, when both your parents were Death Eaters lying cold in the ground, and your godfather-brilliant, reckless Sirius Black-had cared only in brief flashes before getting himself thrown behind bars. That left Remus Lupin, the ever-gentle werewolf, as the only one willing to raise her. And for all his patience, even he couldn't quite tame the storm that was Delphi. Because she was not ordinary. She carried powers spoken of only in myths, and they made the world around her twist and hum in ways that frightened even her at times. Life, as expected, was never simple-especially at Hogwarts. So she surrounded herself with chaos. Befriending the loudest, wildest, and most dangerously fun students helped her feel-ironically-sane. And then came Fred Weasley. Of course, she had to fall for the one boy who matched her madness. She'd never been one for feelings-too delicate, too risky-but anyone could see the sparks when they collided. Delphi would rather face a duel than a confession. Because heartbreak-now that-was the kind of curse even she couldn't undo.

"People have a hard time letting go of their suffering. Out of fear of the unknown, they prefer suffering that is familiar." It's been two years one hundred and twenty seven days since the disappearance of Sherlock Holmes. But who could blame him? The year before he disappeared was the worst year of his life. He lost everyone. His parents. His siblings. His friends. Nine deaths in a single year. One could say that he had a death to mourn for every month. It wasn't how you would think it would be. No, not at all. They didn't die from a murderer or a serial killer. There was just accidents, cancer, missions, and heart attacks. But Sherlock had convinced himself that something, someone, was behind the murder of his family. It drove him absolutely insane and over the edge and he went back to smoking, pills, and needles. He pushed his body past its limit and he drove away the only one who was still alive. John Watson had refused to be around him because it hurt his heart to see Sherlock in such a desperate and broken state. John pleaded with Sherlock to stop destroying himself, but the stubborn man just wouldn't listen. Watson figured that Sherlock had left when his birthday came around and he didn't get an anonymous text that he was waiting for. And she was dead too. Sherlock Holmes was declared missing two years and one hundred twenty seven days ago. And after two years of this secluded life out in the middle of nowhere, an unsuspected visitor comes and finds Sherlock at his hidden door. Confused and high, what will the retired consulting detective do when a young fifteen year old girl shows up with a letter addressed to her from him? When he doesn't even have access to a mailbox? I have taken canon characters from the original Sherlock Holmes novels and turned their story into a modern day mystery just like the Sherlock Holmes on BBC we know and love - with a little twist ;) #10 in ireneadler *PG-13 for drug use/reference and language

IN WHICH LYRA MALFOY HAS HER STARS WRITTEN FOR HER. [JAMES S POTTER x FEM!OC] [next generation era] 𝐛𝐨𝐨𝐤 𝐭𝐡𝐫𝐞𝐞 𝐨𝐟 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐥𝐨𝐬𝐭 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐬 𝐬𝐞𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐬.

In which James Sirius Potter begins to fall for a lovely girl, but is afraid of his friends thinking that he's "going soft."

Edmund Pevensie was craving Narnia. He was craving the warmth, all of his friends and the ability to lead an army without being frowned upon for his age. He craved the attention, and to be someplace a million miles from his cousin Eustace, and of course, Edmund craved her. Princess Catherine was craving adventure. In other words, she was craving a distraction from the pressure she felt weigh on her shoulders, from her brother's lack of time for her anymore, and the ability to fight her own battles without being frowned upon for her size and gender. She craved a distraction from the boredom of Telmarine Princess life, to be someplace new and fascinating and travel like she used to, and of course, Catherine craved a distraction from him. It was just her luck she found something much better. [Book Two of the Edmund Pevensie series.] [Book One; 'BEAUTIFUL // Edmund Pevensie']

Edmund Pevensie didn't like girls. It wasn't that he thought they were disgusting, or had germs like the other boys thought, he just didn't think they were anymore special than anyone else. But then again, he didn't like people in general. And he only knew the girls from Finchley. Princess Catherine III didn't have time to like boys. It wasn't that she didn't want to get married like tradition said she had to or that the boys that she had lined up to chose from. But then again, she had her brother, Caspian, and that was enough. And she hadn't met the King of Narnia. [#1 Edmund Pevensie] [#2 Narnia]

A wave of enthusiastic admiration; a craze. This the feeling Titania gets when she thinks of Teddy. Titania Aurora Estelle Black. The only daughter of Sirius black. She has had a secret for long now, she has been in love with Edward Remus Lupin for years. Edward Remus Lupin. The only child of Remus John Lupin and Nymphadora Tonks. A healer by profession, a metamorphmagus by inheritance. He has just started to notice that Titania 'Elle' Black was not a kid anymore. When tragedies strike and the two have to be strong. One night, a Panic Attack. And nothing will ever be the same. The world changes, and so do they. Secrets are spilt and new secrets are born. With something sinister at bay messing with time. Will they be able to find each other or will time run out on the. Cover credit to @bellsabub

No one was suppose to be able to find her. Yet there she was. Lost and now found.