This is about what would happen if Chloe got the ladybug miraculous instead. I did not create this book and there are other people who have written the same book but I really loved it and I feel like it is underappreciated and I wanted to repost it.

Als ich Luft holte, nahm ich nur noch den Geruch des Blutes war, welches aus der Hand von dem Mann vor mir floss. So etwas hatte ich noch nie gerochen. Es roch absolut göttlich. Als ich die Luft, von dem Geruch betäubt, einzog, konnte ich nicht mehr anders: Ich schoss auf den Mann zu, packte seine Hand und grub meine messerscharfen Zähne - es schien beinahe als würde ich Luft zerreißen - tief in die Haut des Mannes. Percy zieht für einen Jahr zu seiner Familie mütterlicherseits - den Blacks, denn die Schule in Forks ist einer der wenigen die bereit ist, ihn aufzunehmen. Während seines letzten Schuljahres, dessen Ende er schon sehnsüchtig erwartet, macht er Bekanntschaft mit den ortsansässigen Werwölfen und Vampiren - den Cullens. Es geht nun mal für einen Pechvogel, wie Percy, nicht anders, als, dass er mal wider Probleme bekommt. Percy findet sich nach einer unfassbar schweren und schmerzhaften Zeit plötzlich zwischen der Fronten der Vampire und Werwölfe wieder. Aber als wäre das noch nicht genug, tauchen die Volturi auf. Auch scheinen die Cullens ihre Gaben verloren zuhaben, weshalb es zu weiteren Fragen und Streitereien kommt. Wichtig! Alle Rechten gehen an Rick Riordan und Stephenie Meyer!!! Es reicht aus, wenn man die Filme von Twilight geguckt hat, aber man muss selbst die eigentlich nicht geguckt haben!!!

In answer to the very popular AU question in my Tumblr inbox: What would it have been like if Eleanor of my Rávamë's Bane series had woken 65-ish years earlier in The Hobbit timeline, and joined the Company of Thorin Oakenshield instead of the Fellowship? Well, here's your answer.

A series of Rávamë's Bane oneshots and vignettes told from Legolas' point of view throughout the story. May later include POVs from Aragorn, Gimli, Boromir, Elrond, and Merileth. [LotR Fanfic. Warning: here there be spoilers for RB Books 1 and 2]

To put it mildly, Eleanor Dace is up to her pointy elven ears in shi*e. In the past few years she's managed to get herself stranded in Middle Earth, joined the Fellowship as its resident healer, and now it turns out she has an amnesia-suffering spirit of creation living inside her head. To make matters worse, the only two people in Arda who claimed to have answers to her bizarre situation, or how it happened are either dead, or bound by an ancient oath to never speak of it. Meanwhile, as Eleanor struggles to make sense of what little information she's scraped up on her past, things within the sundered Fellowship start to move in an even stranger direction. A decision that saved someone's life ends up having some rather unexpected repercussions - and as Eleanor starts to notice some worrying changes in herself and her abilities that are definitely not of her own doing, an even bigger issue looms: Is it finally time to come clean about where she really came from? And what she really has living deep in the vaults of her mind. In the chaos of a brewing war, only one thing is certain for Eleanor anymore. If she can't somehow figure out who she once was, and the reason why she chose to erase her own memories in the first place, she might not survive long enough for the plucky spirit sharing her head to say: 'I told you so.' [Rated T for language and some depictions of violence.] [A Lord of the Rings story]

"You make no sense, lass. You look like an Elf, talk like a Man, eat like a Hobbit, curse like a Dwarf, and sleep like the Dead." Every Tolkien fan has a "Tenth Walker" in them - but Eleanor Dace hasn't read a word of Tolkien since she was thirteen and was still fantasising about adventuring in other worlds. Now she's twenty-two, a third year English Literature student about to graduate from college; when she discovers that her teenage fantasy just got a bit too realistic for her liking. Now she's trapped in Arda, a world she has little idea how to survive in, trying to recover a missing set of memories that might help get her home. Or they might just make things go from merely life-threateningly bad; to apocalyptically worse. With little more than her hazy recall of the Lord of the Rings trilogy to draw on, (and a sarcastic second personality giving cryptic advice in her head) Eleanor begins to realise that there is something sinister going on in Middle Earth besides the return of the One Ring. Something more than just mere coincidence brought her here, and only remembering what it is will get her home again. Oh, and in case things weren't complicated enough already - her ears just got a whole lot more pointy. [A Lord of the Rings Story] [Rated for language]

Those who were taken... They never came back, dragged beneath the waves never to return. Their haunting screams were a symbol of their horrific deaths. Like shadows they lay in wait, the deep blue waters hiding them from view. With sharp claws they attack, Pointed fangs tearing into skin, Eager mouths devouring human flesh. Cally was taken, dragged under the water by one of the vicious creatures. But she was not devoured nor torn apart by ruthless claws--no. She was a captive. ~•~ Water instantly invades her senses. Her eyes sting, her lungs and nose burning. She thrashes, kicks, claws--anything to get away. Her efforts go to waste as her body slowly starts to shut down, the air in her lungs quickly being replaced by sea water. Cally is vaguely aware of arms wrapping around her waist and behind her head before she loses consciousness, submerged in darkness. And so she is taken. Another victim of the mysterious sea. 《Completed》 Subscribe to TheAllieL Patreon for exclusive stories and content not featured on Wattpad and to support future works and book publishing! - Free Subscriber Tier - Allie's Library - Tier 1 - $2/month - Allie's Journal - Tier 2 - $5/month Subscribe here: Patreon.com/TheAllieL

Why was he alone? A Melkor/Mairon oneshot after the defeat of Melkor. (Cover art is mine)

The Story after the @War of Warth Story. Meadhros died and comes to Mandos and has to meet his long dead father, grandfather and others.....