Истории Andevries

They say that eyes are the windows into the soul. But what if my eyes are broken. What if they say that I am something that I'm not. What if my eyes say that I'm a monster, instead of the one that will save us all? Belle was pinned as a freak by everyone. She was shoved into walls at school and picked last for teams. Strangers gave her horrified looks and mothers pulled their children away. But what they didn't know was that she had a secret. A secret that could rip the world apart in the wrong hands. But the question is, who's hands are wrong? Her, or the one that took what meant the most to her? For ages 13+

Merlinia had some of the most amazing magical powers in the land. However, there was a slight problem. There was a law against witchcraft. Punishable by beheading. She always found ways to cover up her boughts of magic, but can she still stay hidden when she is called as prince Arthur's servant? Basically an AU where Merlin was a girl. As accurate as possible, since there are many different versions of this story. (Kinda ended up having some similarities to the BBC show.) For 12+ Not really inappropriate, but they would probably find it more enjoyable

I wrote a story for my friends one time and they seemed to enjoy it, so if you need a bedtime story for smol innocent cinnamon rolls, hear you go.

Hawkmoth was seen as simply a villian. Some could see his reasoning. But to me, he was my captor. The one that kept my freedom from me. Until now. ****************************** Ever wonder how Hawkmoth got those glowing butterflies that he corrupts? So did I. Now, Ada is here to answer that question.

Dreanna was an ordinary american girl before her father died. She would hang out with her friends, read books, bake, nothing unusual. But once her father was brutally stolen away from her family, everything for her changed. Her mother sent her to Japan to go to Ouran Academy. She said that it was for the best, that Dreanna would feel better to become accustomed to a new life away from everything she knew, even her own mother. So Dreanna stayed silent and obeyed, never stepping out of line, putting up with the abuse that the other girls put her through, and never going where she shouldn't. That is, until she stumbled into an abandoned music room. This is my comfort fic, don't question it.