[Sequel] How does life go for Stiles, Derek and the pack after they all become a family? What happens when the pack expands, and new members are welcomed? MPREG I do not own any Teen Wolf Characters STEREK ALL THE WAY

Stiles has been alone for a while now and has turned to several different coping mechanism. No one is ever around, he's all alone, and worst of all in love with Derek. When his friends try to step in Stiles only pushes everyone further away. But what happens when a brooding alpha werewolf steps in with feelings just as strong a his. 🛑 WARNING 🛑 MENTIONS OF SUICIDE, SELF-HARM, SELF LOATHING PLEASE DO NOT READ IF ANYTHING LISTED ABOVE IS A TRIGGER I do not own any of the Teen Wolf characters STEREK ALL THE WAY

Second book in my transformers prime fanfiction. If you haven't read my first book, it is called "Amulet of Life." Lora Creed's world has fallen apart. The amulet is broken and the Autobots and Dinobots are working their hardest to fix it. The amulet is their only hope in defeating Megatron now that he has the amulet of death in his hands. In the journey to fix the very thing that pulled her into this new world, Lora finds out dark secrets about her past that would've been better if they stayed untold. She will delve deeper into a world that she has just understand, and struggle to regain the sense of truth. I don't own Transformers prime(TFP) except for my own characters and plot.

Sequel to Punching Bag! My heart is beating about as fast as I'm spinning the two rings around my finger. I stare out the jet windows at the changing landscape, so different from where I just was. I pause and look down at the rings with nostalgia staining my tongue. A smile curves my lips up when I fiddle with the bottom shining silver band with the little A on it and then the little spider on the other. "You need to calm down. Even I can hear your heartbeat." Natasha tells me calmly as she flies. A moment passes with her searching jade eyes on mine before I sigh. "It's been three months," I tell her green eyes as she suppresses a smile. "I've been gone longer. This was your chance to stretch your legs, Jo, and you did extremely well." She reassures me. "What's bothering you?" Natasha pushes slightly, knowing I'm not telling her something. My eyes roll. "Are you forgetting I didn't exactly have permission to leave? And how adamant everyone was that I shouldn't have?" She raises an eyebrow. "Everyone?" She repeats and I deflate slightly in surrender. She was on my side, mostly. "You're over eighteen and legally allowed to make your own decisions. The team has no hold on you, Jo." I fix her with an incredulous glare and her lips twitch. "Other than affection." Sighing, I press my lips together. "Right. And that has no hold on me." It's been three years since the events in Punching Bag and three months since Jo left to be on her own. Returning back to the facility has its own set of problems though. Including a stubborn Steve Rogers, broken-hearted Peter Parker, and an American public that Jo must win over to be an Avenger. And even more surprises down the line... *I DO NOT OWN THE AVENGERS. ONLY THE SCENES AND CHARACTERS I CREATE*

"Hold on!" He asks vehemently. "What do you want?" I ask, irritated. His blue eyes widen and still manage to shine in the dim moonlight, his dark, golden hair looking like a halo on his head. America's golden boy he is. He hesitates at my question, as if he doesn't even know himself. "Why don't you come back with me? I can get you some food, a warm bed, some clean clothes?" He offers kindly. I look at him skeptically. "Back where? Your ivory tower?" I sass. He presses his lips together before jumping to the other dumpster. "Look, I just want to help. It doesn't matter what the press says. They get a lot wrong anyway." He shoots a smile down at me to try and win me over. "Well, that's wonderfully patriotic of you," I hop down and start walking down the alley away from him. "but no thanks." I slip my thumbs under the straps of my backpack and clutch on. Steve Rogers appears next to me in seconds, walking with me. I create distance between us, making sure we don't touch. Before he opens his mouth, I stop us both, my temper flaring up. "Look, I have no interest in being your charity case. I don't want to be in the press, used as an example of how good the Avengers are, or any of that shit. I just want to be left alone!" I huff, pulling my backpack tighter against my back to resist punching Captain America. Steve's eyes go to my still bloody knuckles in the dim light and his eyebrows furrow even further. "Oh, dear god." I complain at seeing more concern on his face. Before he can put a gentle hand on my shoulder and give me a rousing speech about justice or something I kick him hard in the balls. As soon as he leans over I start sprinting. I reach another dumpster and jump on top of it, then leap to the nearest fire escape. Then, I'm on the roof and feel like I'm flying. Some people've gotta learn the hard way; not everyone wants to be saved. SEQUEL 'Into the Ring' IS UP NOW! *I DO NOT OWN THE AVENGERS. ONLY THE CHARACTERS AND SITUATIONS I CREATE.*

(New cover credited to Hollaugh) Book 2 of (Real) Sunset Series It all started out as a movie archive and fan-fictions but now, I actually know the Cybertronians. I've had to make some decisions along the way but now The Fallen will rise again, Primus help us. I don't own Transformers but I own my OCs.

Tyler Wintry Galathynius moved to the small town of Jasper Nevada for the silence. She became a councilor at the local high school. she didn't realize that moving to Jasper would put her in the middle of an alien robot war and she definitely didn't believe that her fate would end up entwined with a certain primes.

I thought I only made a simple purchase. An item for my collection of antiques. But I was sadly mistaken. Because of me, two families are woven together, during these days of 'monsters', called Transformers being hunted. And because of me everyone is in danger... Because I have made both friends and enemies of the monsters.

My name is Talia Evelyn and I'm twenty one years old. I live in the New York with my best friend, April O'Neil who works for channel 6 with Vern Fenwick, her cameraman. What I do is I am a singer with help and guidance from Eric Sacks. I love to sing since I was a little girl. I use to always sing in April's dad's laboratory to my favorite pet turtle Leonardo, of the four turtles and let's not forget splinter the rat that reside in the laboratory. Also I use to sing with April, or sometimes on my own. Before Mr O'Neill died, he always said I had the voice of an angel and that's what has been energizing me to keep going in my singing career. (follows the 2014 movie)

Nineteen year old, icy blue haired, and blue eyed Halo Cross was born a special child. She dislikes the heat and wears summer clothes in the winter! One day, her friend allows her to take a ride in a black and yellow sports car. During the drive, everything turns to chaos! What's gonna happen? Find out! Warning: I do NOT own any of the Transformers characters or the Transformers franchise. I only own my OC Halo Cross and the story planning. Cover Credit: Dr_Diablo (Lara Sorrows)