Iamnumberfour storie

"John Smith thats your new identity"...John had to leave,he felt the burn on his leg in the water that one moment,he had to go...John moves to Ohio and to his new school McKinley High as a senior his guardian told him to keep a low profile but John had other plans for himself. I am number four X Glee *I DO NOT OWN ANY OF THE CHARACTERS*

My name is Ten. There's nothing special about it. All it is, is who I am. Number Ten, the tenth Garde. One of the last ones in the line of defense besides Eleven and Twelve. It's because of the Mogadorians that I lost my planet, my friends, my twin. And I plan to get them back for everything they took from me. Three are dead. And I am Number Ten.

Number Ten or Roman Jones is Number Four's girlfriend. She moves everywhere with Four and Henri.

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This is a fan fiction about a secret garde who's named Blair Elana. She is number zero and after years of looking finally find all the Garde together.

the garde but as humans??? going to school??? let's see what happens

continuation of the I AM NUMBER FOUR series... fanfiction after The Fall of FIVE

The Mogadorians have brought their leader to Earth, and the Loric have already faced off against him. Taking place during The Fall of Five, Human Ally is the story of another human boy siding with the Loric to take down Setrakus Ra. It is told from the perspective of three different characters, each providing a different side of the story. This story is used to see what would happen if the Loric had more help, and how it would affect the series.

"So you're saying the rock moved or actually went into the air?" I inquire. "It went into the air! Crazy!" "Yeah," I mumble. I don't know why I taking this seriously. But Camilla's my friend. She's never lied to me before. So why would she lie now? Camilla shrugs. "Well, that's the story. You don't have to believe me." She gets up and brushes herself off. "I do." I tell her, and it's the truth.

What would happen to John and six if the mogs never invaded lorien. Would they still be friends? Would they still be them selves? Who are they since they never had to be part of war?

The Loric have spent over a year on Earth after the war that decided humankind's fate and their own fates. But it is time to go home, to rebuild Lorien into the beautiful world they can barely remember. John remembers the dead planet Henri showed him in the orbs from his Loric chest, and how when he blew on it, the planet came to life. All Lorien needs is a Loric spark to come back alive. But before they can go home, Ella travels to Mexico, back to the Sanctuary, to try to talk to Legacy, to understand why this all happened and what should be done now that it's after it all. What she finds out is something she never could've been prepared for and it will test all of the Garde in ways they've never been tested before. The war may have ended, but there is still one major battle to be won before they can even dream of leaving Earth. Takes place after the end of United as One, the final book in the Lorien Legacies, disregarding any additional books, novellas, or series by Pittacus Lore after United as One. Written by Braden Michael Rupe based off the series by Pittacus Lore

This is my belief on what should happen in the Revenge of Seven. Please note that it will have spoilers from Fall of Five. I own none of the characters, they belong to Pittacus Lore. I have stopped writing this story but it is no where close to done. I will leave it up for those who wish to read it though.

What if on a complete chance John had met Nine before Paradise? Number Four attends what he believes is a harmless class trip to the Windy City, not a dire mission to save his entire species.

［ multi fandom af ! ］ ｡･:*˚:✧｡ ► the planet is under attack and they're forced to come home... are they ready? ©milquetee ; 210819 + recommended to be read with black background .

Just read the title

I had to let go of my past just so I can be with him it was one of the hardest things I had to do but in the end it was worth it he loved me just like the I should have been loved before he made me feel like a whole different person each time he puts his hands around my waist each time he called me baby I felt like I was in the sky he made me realize that there was more to the world than being stuck in your past But then he called it off made fall down from wherever I was sitting on now I had to let go of him also I just don't know what do I didn't feel alone in my clothes Everytime I stared at the shy tears keep on falling from of my chick bones Everytime I thought of him I could just keep on cutting myself sometime so find myself stalking his page and see whatever he broke up with his girl or not cos all I wanted to do was be with him

Number Twelve and I follow the Garde, protecting them, keeping track of them. We thought the worst was over when Five was killed. Twelve and I are Garde, but we are not like them. We do not have the charm that binds them, yet we know when a Garde dies, because another cut is made into a globe of Lorien we have in our Chests. When the globe is cut all the way to the center, we know that the Garde are all dead. As Lorien fell, we were sent here by Pittacus Lore to protect the Garde. We thought we were going to turn the tide when we found the remaining Garde. We revealed ourselves to them, and thought that we could defeat Setrákus Ra and his Mogadorians. But we found that we were outnumbered. The majority of Earth had turned their backs on us, and we were alone. They found Number One in Malaysia. Number Two in England. Number Three in Kenya. And Number Five in Arkansas. They killed them all. I am Number Eleven. I will make sure there is not another dead Garde. Set in the middle of The Fall of Five, but Five is killed before the remaining Garde ever hear of him. I DO NOT OWN THE LORIEN LEGACIES. Symbol on cover belongs to rockstar 556.

I was sent to Earth in secret. Much like the tenth of our number. Although, my journey was considerably less comfortable. I was sent in a cramped, sweaty craft. I arrived on Earth almost a year after the others. No Cepan, no. Until one day, I stumbled into a church. I am number eleven. This is my story.