Zaven cerita

Modern Bellarke Au Bellamy "player" Blake, has short temper but a giant heart and will do anything to prove it his little sister's best friend, Clarke Griffin. She won't be easy to convince consider she knows Bellamy and his tendencies. Will he ever be able to convince her?

After the death of Aurora Blake, Bellamy has to now truly live up to his mantra of ' My sister my responsibility' except he doesn't, he abandons Octavia by leaving her at Clarkes apartment leaving the responsibility up to her to raise O with no way to contact him. What happens when six years pass and he shows up back into their lives

Post season 5 Bellamy and Clarke must learn to trust each other and admit there feeling for each other so that they can survive and thrive on the new plant and finally break the cycle of war loss and pain I am a new fanfic writer so the story will get better as I lean more I do not own the 100 all rights go to Jason r and Kass Morgan

He's my first and will be my last. I was just 12 years old when he became my boyfriend, he really knows how to handle relationship so well even if he's just 13 of age that time. Our relationship is so beautiful, we're both matured. But, I choose my bestfriend over him. That was my biggest mistake, because my bestfriend treated me like nobody. Now, we're in a good terms. We are still bestfriend, he's still treating me like his princess. His name is, Rizen. And I'm Zára.

killer queen| sʜᴇ's ᴀ ᴋɪʟʟᴇʀ ǫᴜᴇᴇɴ: ᴅʏɴᴀᴍɪᴛᴇ ᴡɪᴛʜ ᴀ ʟᴀsᴇʀ ʙᴇᴀᴍ, ɢᴜᴀʀᴀɴᴛᴇᴇᴅ ᴛᴏ ʙʟᴏᴡ ʏᴏᴜʀ ᴍɪɴᴅ | Alala Malek grew up with Bellamy and Octavia, stealing food and clothes to survive. But soon it was no longer about just living, it was about thriving. They begun to steal paintings and rob museums with the help of the rest of the 100, friends they'd met in their line of work. But a bunch of teenage criminals living together in a converted warehouse they called the Ark, that brought a whole new meaning to survival. (Modern Day AU/ Social Media Character Updates )

"Clarke wha-" "I love you." He looked at me shocked, his mouth slightly open. I pulled his hands from my waist and sprinted for the ship not wanting to look back at Bellamy one last time. Then everything went black.

Secret lives they didn't know about.

Zaven one shots *mostly fluffy*

This is a high school fanfiction that follows the 100 characters Clarke Griffin and John Murphy through the highs and lows of high school. This is my first fanfic so please don't expect everything to be perfect but please do put your advice in the comments and anyways you think I can improve. Thank you for reading! I do not own any of the characters they all belong to Kass Morgan and the 100 writers. I did however come up with the storyline.

[Modern!AU| College!AU| Slice-of-life|Hint!Murven| Riferimenti alla Zaven, Memori, ma anche alla Montari, SeaMeachanic, Becho, Finn/Raven ed un'altra serie di paring canon/fanon] [...]Lei e Murphy si conoscevano da ... tanto. Erano cresciuti nello stesso fatiscente brutto quartiere, solo che, be, non erano mai stati propriamente amici. Anzi Raven aveva speso anni a odiarlo. Anche dopo che il ragazzo aveva riparato il suo rapporto con Bellamy, senza alcun dubbio il migliore amico di Raven. Se si erano avvicinati era stato proprio durante il college quando Murphy si era messo a frequentare la sua compagna di stanza. Per puro caso, Raven ricordava che un giorno era tornata nel dormitorio ed aveva trovato nella sua stanza Emori che spiegava a Murphy come superare un passaggio di Assasin's creed. Visto che il ragazzo non frequentava l'università, ma se la cavava con lavori saltuari in giro, Raven non aveva proprio idea di come si fossero incontrati. E be, Raven si era dovuta arrendere che avrebbe visto di nuovo spesso Murphy. E forse erano anche diventati amici, non che lei lo avrebbe mai ammesso. Forse erano diventati anche troppo amici.[...]

What would life be like if Bellamy has stayed too? A single drop of sweat rolled off of Clarke's forehead and slowly dropped down onto Bellamy's arm, he lent forward, concern plastering his face, 'princess?' He asked her softly 'princess wake up'. Clarke's sleeping form shifted against his chest as she slowly woke, tears now covering her face, 'Tell me about them,' Bellamy said as he wiped her tears away 'I get them too clarke, tell me what happens and I'll make it better.' 'I can't' she sobbed, 'I can't let myself think about it.' Bellamy signed and bought her closer to his chest, 'Clark-' 'No bell' 'I can't' 'Because when I think about them, the demons creep in, and I don't think I can handle anymore ghosts in my life'. COVER MANIP FOUND ON GOOGLE I OWN NOTHING