Quinto Stories

↪ Lenguaje argentino. ↪ No se aceptan copias, ni adaptaciones. ↪ Todos los derechos reservados ✓ "Sos un tarado" Nombre anterior. "Pelotudo" Nombre actual.

What happened on the 2009 Star Trek Press Tour between Chris and Zach remains unmentioned until Chris finds something that makes him take a trip down memory lane.

En donde dos mejores amigas, descubren el quinto escalón, ¿que pasara con ellas?-

Akira Swain é uma elemental do Fogo que busca ajudar e proteger seu vilarejo de um poder demoníaco, porém grandes desafios deixaram seus objetivos quase impossíveis. Após ser convocada para um busca pelo Quinto Elemento, paixões, traições, sede de vingança, dúvidas, medos e demônios a deixam cada vez mais distante do seu destino e começam a fazer parte de sua vida. Akira desviará destes e cumprirá sua missão? Além de tudo, ela conseguirá ser feliz? (Todas as imagens são feitas pela autora)

Harmony Grace wakes up. Cold and told of a legacy she has no control over. Her father was one of the greatest pilots the federation has ever seen. And she knows more about Star Fleet than just about anyone. As her memory returns, she starts to uncover the 'travesty' that landed her her fame. And is assigned to the Enterprise to help protect the inhabitants of Earth.

This is pretty much self explanatory. A bunch of One-Shots and Reader Insurts. Live Long and Prosper my little Vulcans....

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Who could have ever thought my relationship with Zachary Quinto could have started over one cup of coffee? Smart, funny, handsome. What more could you ask for? My life changed like you'd never believe. Here's just how my world turned upside down all because of My Lucky Day.

Kestrel Stibbons is part of an extinct race and trying to keep her head down and work her way up through Starfleet . . . but being friends with Jim Kirk means life is never easy, or boring . . . especially when a futuristic Romulan ship declares war . . . (This is a Star Trek fanfiction based in the first film directed by J.J. Abrams. I will hopefully do an 'Into Darkness' fanfic eventually but I though it best to begin at the beginning. I don't own any of the characters or the storyline (( I own Kez but that's about it)) Please read, enjoy and leave a comment about what you think!)

Whitescale had no idea why she was treated so differently in her tribe. Could it be the colour of her scales? Well, not exactly. Maybe it's the fact that she doesn't have any of the mysterious powers the rest of the NightWings have? But there are others like her. When Whitescale has a fateful encounter with an odd hybrid, she is whisked away on an adventure in pursuit of a dangerous organization, which could help her answer the biggest question about her life. As they get closer and closer to the end of their mission, Whitescale begins to feel unsafe, finally realizing that this adventure could lead to her getting captured by the evil dragons..... or worse. -------------------------------------------------------------- "Whitescale sweetie, you know I'm doing this because I love you." "I know father." "You do?" "Of course! I also know that Mother loves me as well, she just expresses it differently." "I'm glad." "I'm not." "Why?" "Because you two might be the only ones. Even I don't love myself." "And why is that?" "I'm not sure. But no matter what I tell myself, I can't help but feel like a stranger in my own scales."

Amaranta Spade is a half Human, half Vulcan and an acting Lieutenant Commander with Starfleet. The young Vulcan being the Department head for Xenolinguistics at the Academy. But it was while she attended school that she met one of her closest friends, advisors, and lover, S'chn T'gai Spock. But facing the destruction of their home world can destroy even the strongest of relationships, even one better two creatures everyone assumes and perceives as emotionless. I do not own any of the Star Trek characters or storyline I do own Amaranta Spade and her storyline and relationships.

Just a normal day at The Diner, taking the late night shift, cleaning off the grease ridden tables, when I heard the door creak open, and i see him. Zachary Quinto. And this is just the beginning of the long journey ahead.

Hi my name is Layla and this is the story of how I got pregnant with Zachary Quinto's baby. Cover by: Alex3hope

El es un chico de 15 años es hermoso bonito es de mexico pero vino a argentina. Es rapero. Estubo en El Quiento Escalon Y tiene sus canciones