Lenora did not have a wonderful life. After her engagement to Prince Ronan is broken, she loses everything... her reputation, her home, and her family. Starving on the streets, she dies angry and bitter at how her life unfolded... Only to wake up in her old bed, fifteen again, five years before she died. Now she must struggle to change her fate, and the fate of those around her. This time she won't trust in something as flimsy or changeable as love. No, this time she'll have the power and the money to protect herself. Lenora has already lost everything once. She's not going to lose again. No matter what the cost. (Cover submitted by @QueenHelmer)

I don't know who I am. I don't know why I'm trapped in this never ending cycle of rebirth. All I know is that I wake up inside the worlds of unfinished stories, with a mission to accomplish the author's wishes and stabilize the worlds now headed for destruction. I do my best, hoping, praying that maybe if I complete enough missions, I'll be able to remember my past and return to my home. It's just fixing stories, it should be simple enough. So can someone explain who this random villain is who keeps following me to each world?

"*Completed*"I froze the first boy I ever kissed. And I don't mean he got cold feet..." Megan is pretty unhappy when she's forced to move to a tiny, freezing town in Canada. It's going to be totally boring, right? Things heat up when she discovers that she possesses a growing power that's becoming more and more difficult to control. Not only that, but the power has attracted some interesting people. A smouldering young man who claims to be her rescuer, and his icy but attractive enemy. They're both claiming to be the good guy, so who exactly is she supposed to trust? Megan finds herself embroiled in an ancient battle between two kingdoms, slowly discovering an identity she never knew she had. Cover designed by Marie Tilmant

Part 2 in the Split Souls series. Check out part 1, Before I Die, first! With the new prophecy issued, the Avengers, demigods and gods have another trial on their hands, and it isn't just getting along. "The future reveals of a god reborn, The falsely accused is not to scorn; A mad foe schemes of a dark crusade, Vacant heart when the price is paid; The Fates entwine as our worlds align, All prepare for a new design; For if all are to stand alone, Carve upon the resting stone; Far beyond the gift of dreams, The end is not where it seems." ~~~~~~ Current word count is 81,107 as of chapter 33 ~~~~~~ Rights to Marvel and Rick Riordan Cover by @ShipCanons Only the plot is mine

Once upon a time, there lived a boy named Pekka. It sounds like the beginning of a fairytale, doesn't it? A story told to children to warm them during winter nights, a tale whispered while sitting by the embers of a dying fire, laughed at over steaming cups of hot chocolate. But fairytales have happy endings. And we all know how this story ends. He didn't start off bad. He was just another pigeon, just another farm boy, just another pocket waiting to be picked. He was a nobody. He came to Ketterdam as a young, healthy, successful man. He left as another victim of Kaz Brekker. This is the story of how Pekka Rollins became the Barrel boss that everyone grew to hate. We are all somebody's monster... [Highest Rankings: #1 in #leighbardugo, #2 in kanej]

How do you fight an enemy who never shows his face? The murder of crows must band together with a privateer prince to face their greatest challenge yet. But though Kaz is playing for the Dregs, Nikolai suspects that the future of the world is at stake. Has Dirtyhands met his match? Kaz's throne as ruler of the Barrel has toppled. Inej must reclaim her rooftop kingdom. Wylan is torn between two lives. Jesper knows something's up with Wylan. Nina is trapped as the shadows draw closer. Nikolai is hiding from a mysterious assassin. One thing is for sure - not all of them will walk away this time. No mourners. No funerals. "You're right," Kaz said, eyes black and unforgiving. "You were always right. It's not the tricks they feared, not the lies, the thieving. They don't need a broken boy-leader. But they don't need me." His face softened, just for a second, and he touched her cheek with bandaged fingers. "It'll be the last time, I promise. The last heist." And he dropped his hand, and he stood sharply. "See, the Mask has bested me before. But he's never fought Dirtyhands." A smile uncoiled across his face, slow and dark, a promise of violence. "They might not need me to beat him, Inej, but they need the monster. And I'm more than happy to deliver." A Six of Crows / Crooked Kingdom fansequel.

After battling with a life threatening disease, Stephanie finally got the all clear on her health. She was free to live her life. She is starting a new school at the start of the year, planning to just finish high school with no problems. But then a certain asshole and his friends come barging into her life and she is thrown into a world of chaos. *Added to @humour's 'Young.Dumb.Full Of Fun!' reading list 8/8/2018* * Reached #1 on Humor's official hot list 1/1/2020*

With Sally and Paul missing, Percy learns that he has a mortal uncle. Tony Stark was not expecting to find that he had a nephew; nor that said nephew was a terrorist, according to SHIELD. What side is he to choose, his work- with the Avengers(with SHIELD), or this boy- his chance at having a family? Likewise, the Avengers are also surprised. Percy is keeping secrets, and they don't know if they can trust him. Is he dangerous? Or could he become part of their ragtag family? Perhaps both? How will Percy handle all the things that are getting thrown at him? Will he manage to stay himself through it all? ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Current word count is 122,856(as of chapter 55) ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Most Impressive Ranking: #1 in percyjackson September 28th, 2019 #1 in thor June 5th, 2019 #1 in avengers June 9th, 2019 #1 in crossover August 10th, 2019 #1 in nicodiangelo August 24th, 2019 ~~~~~excerpts~~~~~ "Brother, what if the other gods learn of this?" "They will fear him. They will fear him in a way that only cowards can fear someone weaker than them." ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ "Okay. So, what are you gonna do?" "You will just have to wait and see, little cousin." She says. "You are really tall for a girl, but I'm still taller." I reply. "I'm older." "You were a tree!" "Still older." "You stopped aging just before you turned 16. I'm seventeen." I argue. "And I haven't had my years messed with." "If I hadn't had my years messed with, I'd be twenty-one." She smirks. "If we go by dates, then Nico is the oldest." I comment. She stops walking for a minute. "No. No, he's little. He's little cousin." "Then so are you." I smirk. She glares at me. "Agree to disagree, Kelp head. C'mon, we've got stuff to do." ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ I do not own the characters, they belong to Marvel and Rick Riordan. Cover is made by @ShipCanons However, the plot this fanfic takes is TOTALLY mine and I'm proud. Chapters average at just over 2,000 words each.

Two years. It's been two years since Percy and Annabeth separated. Two years of forgetting and rebuilding the brick wall... But are those two years enough to forgive and forget? Is two years enough time to mend a broken heart? Percy and Annabeth have continued to work on their goal. Even though they're separated miles away and have pushed the thought of each other in the back of their heads, old connections seem to come back to make them meet again. A wedding invitation from the couple the two had unintentionally set up arrived in their mail. What happens then? Everything seems to come back to them. The sequel to Secrets. - I saw it once, I have no doubt; but now I can't place its whereabouts. I try to think it, time and time; but what it is, won't come to mind. A word, a scent- a feeling, past. But it won't show, though much I've asked. And when it comes, I soon forget- this is how it felt, when we first met. - Lang Leav (Déjà Vu)

[Completed] [ #1 in #Percabeth 8/9/18} It all started in San Francisco, when these opposites met. Percy Jackson, who lives life as a superstar. Annabeth Chase lives the normal life that Percy has always yearned for. They parted ways, thinking the first meeting was their last. What happens when they both meet again, a couple days later, in a performing arts school in New York? Only this time, Percy is disguised. Will he keep his secret or reveal his true identity? DISCLAIMER: THERE IS FOUL LANGUAGE IN THIS BOOK. DO NOT READ, IF YOU DO NOT LIKE PROFANITY. PERCABETH FANFICTION ALL RIGHTS TO RICK RIORDAN Cover by @horriblecalum