Darcy and her father return back to their old stomping grounds of New York City. With her, Darcy brings habits of being reclusive. She is perfectly content spending most of her time within the walls of her father's café and sees nothing wrong with the way she lives her life. But then Christopher Radley makes a reappearance in her life and opens her eyes to a sweeter way of living. As the year draws to a close and a new one begins, Darcy decides that it's about time she turned over a new leaf and marked this year as the ultimate game changer. And with Chris heartbroken over the breakup with his longterm girlfriend, they decide to take on the new year together. To remember this momentous year, she and Chris have one goal: to document everything. But while Darcy knew she was going to document all kinds of ups and downs, this new year had a lot more in store for her than she expected. ** This is a spin-off to my story A Thousand Words which can be read as a stand alone, but I recommend reading ATW to reach maximum feels while reading this one. ** cover by dysanic

Highest rank: #1 in Teen Fiction Cover designed by @shatteringsoul14 **************************** Badr AbdulQadir is the prince of Cedochi, the largest gang in New Forest. He's more familiar with guns and blades then he is with pens and paper. He doesn't care for islam, the devil is his ally. Little does he know his life is about to be flipped around at the arrival of sweet Laila Mohammed who finds herself caught up in the deadly games of the underworld. Is it possible for a boy brought up with darkness to fall for a girl who emanates light, and vice versa? And in the race against time is there even a question of such a trivial thing as love? All rights reserved. This book is subject to copyright.

Time to start over. Hogwarts has invited every student back again, including the Golden Trio and Draco Malfoy. Luna is now Head Girl for Ravenclaw which means more nightime watches for her, luckily she has Ginny there to make it more entertaining. But not every night is boring... One night, Luna catches something suspicious happening and enlists the help of someone completely unsuspecting... Draco Malfoy. This is being rewritten as I wrote this when I was in the 8th grade and am now a College Freshman. Hope you enjoy. Also, the cover picture is not mine.

[Draco Malfoy fanfic] [on hold] [no set update schedule] It's been six months since the end of the war and the fall of he-who-must-not-be-named. And Draco is returning to Hogwarts with a few classmates who wish to finish their final year at the magical school. But there are secrets Draco is hiding, secrets that the whole school knows, but was forced to forget. A charm that's finally cracking. All Draco wants it to keep his head down, graduate, and work on securing a future for himself and his mother. Unfortunately for Draco a few meddling ex-Gryffindors are determined to figure out what changed Draco from the loud, rude and pretentious Slytherin and into the quiet husk of a man he is now. Not to mention the string of disemboweled magical creatures being left around school grounds... *** I do not own any of the characters. All characters and setting belongs to J.K. Rowling.

In Luna Lovegood's seventh year, she is given the position of Head Girl. Draco Malfoy comes back to Hogwarts to make up for the times of the War-and he just so happens to be head boy. One night in spite of a fight, Draco and Luna make a bet-that neither of them would do any dare that the other implies for a whole month straight. Draco knows that he's good at any dare, and that Luna will crack ... but is he so sure? Luna Lovegood shows a side that has never been discovered by anyone before - not even herself. Draco, get ready, because Lovegood's a Daredevil.

When the nightmare king returned, the guardians once again must rise and defeat the darkness that was threatening the earth. But this time, Man in the Moon had appointed someone to help them, someone he trusted most and someone who knew Pitch more than anyone else. Why? Because that someone was daughter of the moon, and sister of darkness. (Alternative universe, with a hint of Jelsa)

Highest rank #1 General fiction 14th August 2017 Two mafia families. An age old rivalry between them. No one could bring them together and at peace......or so people thought. And then SHE happened. A girl so innocent and loving entered their darkened lives like a falling star and ushered them towards the light, binding them together. Her name is......... A mafia boss. Valerio Valentini. The head of one of the oldest crime dynasties in the world. A dangerous, deadly and ruthless man. Famously described as the "silent storm", a storm that destroys anyone who has wronged him. Some say that his heart is built of cold ice as he shows no mercy or compassion to anyone, it beats for no one .......except one. And her name is...... Amara Sullivan Romero- A daughter. A Princess. A Queen. ********* Cover credit: @EvaKvi COPYRIGHT INFRINGEMENT! ALL RIGHTS RESERVED!

💚❤️A wonderful place to get great Kidge pictures and short stories(there's always a story behind every picture). Enjoy and raise the awareness of the Kidge ship❤️💚

Falling for a hijabi sequel Jannah and James are married now, but it is only the beginning. Join them in their journey of learning how to cope with their new life, especially with the presence of a new member in their pack... Hamza. Join them in their fights, adventures, and journey to be better parents. In Shaa Allah, it is gonna be mostly lighthearted, sarcastic and sometimes serious. Read at your own risk, because most probably you will end up rolling on the floor, laughing🤣🤣🤣 A little Teaser I was deeply asleep when I woke up to something touching my eye. " No... Don't open your eyes... Don't open your eyes" Jannah shouted. " What in God's name are you doing???" as I felt her hands on my eyelid. " 125...126...127....." she kept counting. " Jannah....please tell me you are not counting my eyelashes...." I said. " Oh.. No... Now I have to start over... again" she said in annoyance. " Oh, God... This is not real... This is not real... It's a dream... My wife is not crazy...." I mumbled, still not able to open my eyes. " I'm not crazy.... 128...129..." she said. " Nope... It's real..... " I facepalmed myself. " Stop putting your hand on your face... You are interrupting me... " she said. " Okay... Okay... My bad... I'm sorry for being sane in this house... Just get this over with... " I surrendered.