Un caso, una coincidenza, il fato... l'occasione della vita. Quante probabilità ci sarebbero state che la persona giusta l'avrebbe notata? Forse due su un milione... una sola in tutta la vita. Quante chance avevano?

Erica frequenta il liceo, sta per compiere 17 anni e spera di crescere il più velocemente possibile. Pensa che per gli adulti sia tutto più facile perché possono andare dove vogliono, fare quello che vogliono, ma sopratutto possono amare chi vogliono. Invece lei ora si sente in trappola, nella scuola, nella sua famiglia e nell'innamorarsi sempre della persona sbagliata. L'ingresso a scuola della nuova supplente di Italiano, la giovanissima Marta Ferrari, cambierà radicalmente le sue giornate, regalandole un sogno ad occhi aperti che cercherà con tutte le forze di trasportare nella vita reale.

Silvia lavora come oculista in una piccola città, ha una vita tranquilla, ordinata, precisa. Non si aspetta di incontrare Valeria e restarne affascinata e dentro di sé inizia a sperarci, in qualcosa che disturbi la prevedibilità delle sue giornate. Un racconto sulla paura di aprirsi agli altri e sul travolgente primo amore per una donna.

Supergirl. She was brave, selfless, kind, beautiful, and more powerful than any human could ever dream of being. Lena Luthor had always had a weakness for powerful women. Falling for Supergirl was all too easy, and the fact that she'd saved her life certainly didn't help. But what to do about Kara Danvers? The reporter seemed to have an unfortunate crush on the CEO of L-Corp, yet Lena's eyes were stubbornly fixed skywards. Add in the fact that Lena's brother was intent to kill her from behind bars, and life was about to get a whole lot more complicated for a Luthor and a Super.

Regina was beyond confused. Time reversal was supposed to be impossible, except for the time Zelena did it. "What are you talking about? Time traveling is practically impossible if you ignore my sister's case." Mother Superior rolled her eyes and raised her hand. "It will all make more sense when you wake up." Or, The one where Regina wishes things had gone differently between her and Emma, and her wish is granted.

The Final Battle is over. Now everyone has to get on with their lives. But the Black Fairy has a final trick up her sleeve to play from the grave. The Savior has vanished and now her family begins the search. But they don't realize that Emma is much closer than they think. No ownership by me to any of the characters from Once Upon a Time is implied.

Christmas is approaching Storybrooke and all Regina wants is to spend the holiday with her son like she has the last ten years of his life. She just has to somehow convince Emma to allow it or so she thinks...because life has other plans for her. *Swanqueen *I'm awful at art so thank you Kat for the lovely cover photo!! You're a life saver!!

After impatiently waiting nine months on the organ donor list, Emma Swan finally receives the phone call she's been waiting for, but maybe this organ comes with a lot more than she ever thought imaginable? *Swanqueen AU

Undercover detective, Emma Swan, is sent from the big city life of New York to small town Storybrooke, Maine to follow a lead on her new case. She's a determined woman, one of the best undercover cops, but can she remain focused when ghosts of her past are constantly distracting her? Not to mention, a curious little boy who flips her entire world upside down? *Swanqueen

Blair era la chica más popular del instituto, capitana de las porristas, rubia, hermosa y la persona más amable que llegaras a conocer. Ariel, en cambio, era invisible, su timidez hacia que pareciese inaccesible y más grosera de lo que realmente era, esto que la había dejado con solo un par de amigos, pero ella así lo prefería pues había sido víctima de burlas por la combinación de su nombre más su roja cabellera. Blair y Ariel vivían en mundos diferentes contenidos en el mismo espacio, y bajo otras circunstancias sus vidas no tendría ninguna relación, eso sería si Ariel no estuviese perdidamente enamorada de Blair, y no dejase notas anónimas en el casillero de esta.