Back in the mid 1800's, Anastasia Reama had lived a tragic, but accomplished, life, passing away only days after her last friend - the widow, Miss Eliza Hamilton. In a world where everyone has the chance to live again and remember their past lives, she is reborn in the late 1900's. She finds herself reunited with friends of the past, creating new and old relationships and fixing century old scars. And, oh, did I mention that her friends are Alexander Hamilton and Co.? A story of friendship, love, and Alexander Hamilton. Not to mention tragedy and trauma. Bring your tissues.

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Laurens always had a burning desire for Hamilton, but he could never have Hamilton. For Hamilton is in love with Eliza. Of course he wouldn't miss his wedding day, he just wishes that he never broke down and had to sneak away. Someone's heart had to break. It was Laurens's heart. Who will repair that broken heart? Who will be the best friend that will never leave his side and who will be the person that also desires Laurens's love? What sacrifices are there to be made?

Being a freshman in high school was pretty fun, you had great friends and life was pretty ok at the moment. Then, a foreign exchange student from France came to school one day and I guess you could say that was the start of something big. Art does not belong to me, it belongs to the wonderful person who made it! Want more? Check out my other books!

TW: mentions abuse, depression and other things that could be triggering to some people. Slurs are used in regards to gay people, so keep that in mind. Lams fanfic: John is a Starbucks barista who meets Alex and falls in love with him, but struggles to accept himself. Between years of bullying and abuse, John is sceptical and believes no one will ever love him This is my first big writing piece, so please be nice! *this may not fit in with canon or other fanfics. These characters are what I need right now, so for reference in both fics, John is my mental state, Laff is who I wish I were, and Herc is me as a personality.

Mermaid/Siren/whatev version of what I'd imagine as the founding fathers trying to fit into the roles of a realistic Little Mermaid. I already wrote like half of this story but it was utter crap so rewrote everything. Thus this is the "official version". The other is what I like to dub, the "crack version". If you want to know like three plot points of this story, you can read the other one too, I guess. Anyway, welcome to my stress-induced word vomit I like to call a Jamilton story

#1 in lams as of 8/30/19 John Laurens was known for being that one kid who always had something for helping others. Always. He was a nice kid. Whether it be just simply talking to them or playing a song on his ukulele for them, it would 99% of the time work. Alexander Hamilton was a tough case, though. Kind of a loner, some might say. Barely even speaking to others and always having his arms covered by long sleeves. Even in the summertime. What happens when their worlds collide? --- I'm not the best at descriptions or stories so sorry in advance if this sucks. Cover image not mine. Warnings: Possible Mention(s) of self harm, possible cussing Modern High school AU

Burr, an orphan since he was four years old, living with his uncle since six years old, afforded an apartment with a roommate he has never met. He lives next to his best friend James Madison and Madison's boyfriend, Thomas Jefferson. He thought no one could never love him since his big sister died, but that all changed when he met his roommate: Alexander Hamilton

Hamilton oneshots for you peeps. May take request. No smut. Lots of drama, kinda fluff, and a good amount of partial angstyness. Enjoy!

Alexander Hamilton and jail should never be in the same sentence. And they never were! Until.. the incident. He did something awful and it landed him in jail. John happened to be his cell mate. Fun.