[Completed & Under Editing. Sequel out now!] Animal Behaviorist Tess Williams never thought she'd become a trainer at Jurassic World, but after three years of hard works she's finally come to terms with her unique job title... Until one day at work changes everything. With the Indominus Rex loose, she and the proclaimed alpha of their raptor pack, Owen Grady, must hunt down the creature before it reaches the park. Will they make it out alive? [I do not own Jurassic World, it's plot, or its characters. That being said, the original characters featured in this story are my own. Any attempt to use these characters without my permission is a breach of copyright.]

Two people with two very different missions cross paths. One, an assassin hell-bent on attaining revenge for the murders of the two people who meant the most to her, and the life she was forced to live as a result. The other, a top agent for S.H.I.E.L.D. that has been assigned to gather intel on said assassin, which would eventually lead to her containment and possible manipulation, or even execution. The two soon learn, however, that things don't always go entirely as planned. As one discovers new hidden abilities and attempts to utilize them while beginning to crack under pressure of her next attack, the other falls into a battle with himself about priorities and the feelings neither one of them can deny. When war is declared on Earth by an unforeseen threat, decisions will be made that will change the course of not only their own lives, but the fate of the entire world.

War. Death. Conquest. Famine. The Four Horsemen of the apocalypse. Of course, they're not to be mistaken for the literal apocalyptic Four Horsemen, for it's only the name of their team. However, whilst they may not be the Armageddon-sent Horsemen, their aliases still strike a stone cold, petrifying fear into the cores of their enemies and allies. Chase, Jordan, Estelle and Lucas however? Well... they're about as terrifying as Mike Wazowski. Meet the protagonist of the book; Estelle Aveline. Or, as she is more commonly known as; Conquest the Horseman. No one knows Conquest is a female, because she's more so the stay at home in her pyjamas and hack the President's computer or SHIELD for kicks kind of girl. She is though, the most important member of the team. She holds the other three boys together. So when Victor Von Douche burns down the Horsemen's public mansion, steals $3.2 million from them, ruins and demolishes all their computers and manages to give severe burns to War in the fire, what are the Horsemen to do? Hunt him down of course. And whose help do they unfortunately need to do so? The Fantastic Four. Yet in the midst of war, what if the Horsemen's identities are finally revealed? And what if, after all these years, a certain flamboyant hothead conquers the one part of Conquest that she never thought possible? Her heart. ***I obviously do not own any Marvel or comic characters. I only own the Four Horsemen, the plot, and a few characters that appear later on in the story. All rights are reserved to Marvel comics.

"Trouble is my middle name." ~ Lillian Nightshade is a metaphorical rock in SHIELD's boot, one that not only has a mouth snarkier and more sarcastic than the hypothetical (and entirely impossible) baby of Tony Stark and Deadpool, but has a certain knack for slipping from the authorities' grasp on a regular basis. She's arrogant, she's witty, she's satirical, she's immature and she's one of the best damn assassins in the industry. Steve Rogers is the hero every man wants to be. He has a strong sense of duty, honour, dignity and humility, with old fashioned, idealistic goals that would make the world a better place. Some - namely Stark - would call him a stick in the mud and make a mockery of him by pinning him with obscene names like 'Fourth of July Stripper' or 'Walking Flagpole', but in the end, he's America's sweetheart with a golden legacy that will last for generations. So it's only natural that the two complete opposites - who are also each other's enemies- to clash the moment they meet one another, yes? Filled with action, revenge, old adversaries, humour and of course the lovely drizzle of a bipolar romance, this is the story of how a narcissistic assassin falls for one of Earth's Mightiest Heroes. Her enemy. BOOK ONE OF THE NIGHTINGALE CHRONICLES WINNER OF MARVEL FANFICTION AWARDS 2016 IN FOLLOWING CATEGORIES: #1 Female Villain - Lillian Nightshade Best Female Antihero- Lillian Nightshade Most Motivational Character - Allison Renegade Best Developed Character - Lillian Nightshade Highest number on Fanfiction is #6 **UNDER EDITING AND CONSTRUCTION** ** I do not own any Marvel or comic characters. I only own Lillian Nightshade, the plot and some other characters that may appear later on in the story. The rest of the rights are reserved to Marvel and DC comics.

She was invincible and unfixable. She was the woman you'd been warned about since you could walk. She was the smile that robbed a million dollars, and twice as many hearts. {Written 2013.}

"If the world can't handle the truth, give them a spectacular lie." Bitch. That's what they called me at my old school. I disagree: I'm just brutally honest, that's all. Some people don't like honesty. Exhibit A: Matthew's family. None of them want to acknowledge that their Golden Boy is gay. Exhibit B: My Mother. I only told her the truth: that she was a crappy parent who never should've gotten knocked up in the first place. But she was so offended that she shipped me off to my fabulously wealthy father and his walking-billboard-for-plastic-surgery of a wife. So I devised a brilliant plan. My new friend Matthew was sick of hiding his sexuality. I was tired of obnoxious rich boys hitting on me. So why not pretend to be dating? He wouldn't have to answer uncomfortable questions anymore, and I'd enter my new school as the girlfriend of the star quarterback. It should be easy, right? Of course, I didn't plan on falling for Matthew's brother.

"You do realize that I'm supposed to tell you when you're throwing yourself into a dangerous situation and that doing this will probably get you killed, right?" "I don't need you to take care of me, Sage." "Says the werewolf that fell into the floor." Sage Connelly was notoriously known for the fire that killed her entire family when she was only ten years old. Granted, that name held importance for an entire year before people eventually forgot about the Connelly's and the other family involved in the fire, the Hale's. Nearly six years later, when the little girl is not so little anymore, Sage comes back with more than just a leather jacket hanging on her shoulders. She comes back with a personality distinctly different from what her old friends remembered, not only stunning Jackson Whittemore into silence but efficiently taking away Scott McCall and Stiles Stilinski's ability to talk about the dead body found in the woods the night before. Even more, the bite on Scott's body that held an importance only two people in town could help him with: Sage, to her dismay, was one of them. When Derek Hale calls upon her help, giving her the title of Scott McCall's personal babysitter, she's inevitably forced to tag along with the boy's trusty side-kick. The introverted and overly, well, intimidating qualities that the blonde had lead Stiles Stilinski into an unfathomable struggle of convincing himself that Sage Connelly was just a crush, and that Lydia Martin would forever be the one holding his heart. That lasted as long as the one-way conversation the boy had with the strawberry blonde in the middle of a hospital. His downward spiral leads him directly into the arms of a stubborn, damn blonde that was confident she didn't need a boy in her life that was still tripping over an elementary school crush. [Season One & Two of Teen Wolf] IN THE SLOW PROCESS OF EDITING. SEQUEL IS NOW PUBLISHED, 'STILL' © Copyright 2016 | vividparacosm Cover: @amberIes

Pause for a second and imagine this: the person you love is dying, but you can help. You can give them a few more months to make memories, laugh, cry. But at what cost? (Thank you to @TalatheWolf for the summary)

A fear of flying is one thing. Being seated next to a Tetris-addict who claims to be the Reaper is quite another. "He pulled out a business card. Where his profession should have been stated, the card read 'Destroyer of Worlds'. Nodding slowly, I pocketed the card." [check out the new spin off: http://www.wattpad.com/story/19632442-reaper-man] Copyright S.Ranasinghe 2013 HG Wells Short Story Competition [shortlisted]

Summer Jacobs knew full well about her town’s tradition. Every year at the end of the summer, a party would be held on school grounds without the knowledge of the parents or the teachers. It had been happening since before Summer was born and never once was anyone the wiser. This year however, everyone was going to find out. Summer had planned a weekend of alcohol, bad decisions and horrendous photo’s which she would later un-tag herself from on Facebook. A whole weekend with her friends at the biggest party of the year, without any worries or parents telling her what to do. So how she ended up trapped in the school with a deranged psycho killing her classmates off one by one, she will never know. It wouldn’t have been as bad if she was trapped on her own. She would have been happier to face the lunatic solo rather than be trapped with a guy who kept using the life or death situation to make passes at her. His theory was being so close to death should definitely loosen her up, and by ‘loosen up’ he definitely meant ‘get naked.’ Along with his friends who between them had the IQ of a baby tree stump, an outcast who probably still had Spiderman bed sheets and the cheerleaders who were more worried about all the blood staining their new white jeans, they had to somehow make it out of there alive. And to think, Summer’s biggest worry that weekend was waking up with a brutal hangover… ©makeandoffer