Midnight Crown

You move in with your brother Edd because your parents were always out doing whatever, and when they came back you were abused. You were also an undercover cop who was wanted in America. Once you meet his roommates you soon fall in love with one of them.

Y/N Stark. You are the daughter of the famous Tony Stark. Born in 1990, by a twenty year old Tony Stark. You don't know who your mother is...she was just a one night stand who passed away giving birth to you. Your father didn't want you...At least that's what you thought. Growing up you didn't have the best relationship, he never put you first and liked to hook up with girls and Party instead of being a father. In 2006, at the age of sixteen you were kidnapped when you had run off after your dad skipped out on yet another important event in your life. Hydra had taken you and tortured you...tried to break you. You were given many different experimental serums and forced to fight. You eventually meet a mysterious man who goes by the name "The Winter Soldier". But you just call him Winter. Training was tough...but you survived it because of Winter. You grow to care about him...that is until Hydra took you away and threw you into Cryo. Waking up was a blur, but you were blindfolded and taken to a new facility where you earned a few special abilities. You found your father again...everything was strange. He had changed and was now dating his assistant. And he was part of something called the Avengers. This story follows your complicated relationship with your father and your story of metal health issues. And of course love. I WILL NOT OUT WARNINGS IN THE BEGINNING OF CHAPTERS! ⚠️Smut, Violence, Language.

(18+ EXPLICIT CONTENT) "Attract a lot of attention, huh beautiful?" His voice hit me like a wall, absurdly catching me off guard. It was deep, sensual, something any girl (or boy) could melt over. I was sort of speechless, yet trying my best to appear unafflicted. "Only the wrong ones." That was definitely drunken me talking, as I didn't usually have that much confidence. His lips twitched up into a smirk, expressing that he understood my comment. "Does that mean that I'm in that category?" My palms began to grow sweaty and my heart rate picked up, but otherwise my body remained relaxed, appearing completely fine. It similar to when you're on autopilot, completely withdrawn due to intoxication. "I suppose not," I crossed my arms, putting on this seductive persona just for him. This fueled his smirk, about to murmur another comment before I cut him off. "You'll have to show me, though." *** Amelia Hollis was a 23-year-old writer at one of the local publishing companies, assisting a very handsome man and writing articles left and right. Her and her best friend, Aviary, lived together in a cute little apartment off the central part of the city, yearning to create new memories and important moments. Amelia always lived for the moments, taking in every little detail and savoring it like it was her favorite meal. She was an optimist, hoping to change peoples lives with her dreams. James Vallette was a 34-year-old CEO, building his company from dirt with the help of his brother. He was a realist, not really having time to deal with dreams or even love. He knew this the night he laid eyes on Amelia. It was only casual; what harm could a one-night stand do? Oh yeah, he's her dad's boss.

"How dare you? Ariana, how dare you?" I could feel the anger from his heart radiate through his ears. the tears that kept rolling down my cheeks were unstoppable. I knew I just hurt him beyond imagination. "I'm sorry Nick truly am." "After everything between us, I loved you, I fuckin trusted you. I did everything I could to make you happy and you you-" he cut himself off. He suddenly became extremely silent. Like he was thinking of forgiving me. Ha! Like that'll happen. "Leave." he said in a dangerously low voice I almost didn't hear it. "Leave!" he yelled and I heard it perfectly well this time. "Leave before I do something I'd regret for the rest of my life." He added as he banged his fist on his desk almost knocking off the almost empty bottle of Brandy he'd been obviously drinking all night. Then it hit me. It was crystal clear that not only had I seduced and tricked Mr. Perfect, but I'd also broken his precious heart beyond repair. ********* Meet Arianna Rodstein. A 23 year old shy girl that would do anything to save her sister from a cruel businessman even if it means seducing one of the most sucessful business tycoons in the city. Did i mention he's devilishly handsome and sexy? Nick DeMorgane is just every girl's dream man. Rich,Handsome, Sexy and the CEO to one of the biggest companies in the world. The guy is Perfection and aims for Perfection. So what happens when "Mr Perfect" 's perfectly planned life is wrecked by a brunette out on a saving mission? Read and Find out! ^Thea

This is too soon. I'm not even eighteen. I'm not a legal adult. I shouldn't have experienced all of this. Not so young. I was too young to be taken from my home at night, too young to have aliens targeting me, too young to have my brother get kidnapped on my behalf. And I'm still too young to have so much responsibility on my shoulders. I can't stop the invasion all on my own, even if I have the Avengers on my side. But they'll only get in the aliens' way. They'll just be collateral damage. Nothing will stop everyone from dying, except for me. If I hand myself over, everything will go back to normal. For everyone but myself, that is. But I have to, don't I? They won't let me do it. They won't let me give myself up. But I have to. There's no other way. It's the only way to save everyone. To save Barton. He's not... He's not like he used to be. He's changed. He's cold. And I don't know why. And it worries me. This is all my fault. Surrendering won't do anything because there's no way the team will let me go so easily. No, there's only one thing for me to do. What was it that Loki said...? I'm too young. Too young to be making decisions like this. Too young to have so much weight on my shoulders. I'm too young to die.

You are the daughter of Richard and Mary Parker. You were born with special abilities...and no one knows how. Your mother said God had Given earth an Angel... a Protector. Your father wasn't so convinced. He spent years studying you...taking samples. You seemed to grow very quickly, jumping from the age of 6 to 21 in a span of one year. But now your aging has slowed down, your father figured you would be 21 for a long time. Then your baby brother Peter was born....he saved you from all your pain and misery....you protected him....that is until he learned to protect himself.... Being a protector of Earth has always stuck with you....your mother always told you that up until she and your father passed. So when you hear that someone named Loki is attacking...you join a dysfunctional team. Follow your journey as an avenger....learning how to love a man who would be considered a Devil. Could an Angel learn to love the Devil? Could an Angel fix the devil? Or is it you that needs to be fixed? Powers: You have Angel wings, a light blue energy force that is used to blast people, turning your eyes blue. Super strength. And you can control lighting, fire, and Water. (This isn't a power but you are very beautiful, people practically bow to you.) ⚠️Warnings: Violence, Smut, Language⚠️ This may talk about religion, I personally am not very religious but people assume you are from heaven.

I'm to young to deal with this I'm just 16 or so I think. I have nothing left of me. Why won't they let us be free? I mean what would you do if the very world you live on changed? What would you do if you were stripped of your identity? What would you do if you had exactly 5 people or less that you could trust? Well that's my life now. Hi I'm Nala and here's my story of how I have to save the people who would've left me for dirt and lost. Just whatever you do, don't give in on the power they have over you. First things first I need to find out who killed my parents and Why.

You're a teenager with the love of dancing. As a child, you competed in community dancing competitions with all your friends. Your mother and father supported your love for dancing all the way. Your father would even dance with you sometimes just to spend time with his little girl! Then, one disastrous night when you were thirteen, you and your parents were driving home from your fifth national competition. You won first place, and everyone in your family was proud of you. It began to rain and visibility was decreasing. A drunken driver wasn't paying attention to where you and your family were going, and the drunken driver crashed head on into the vehicle. Your mother didn't make it. A year later, your father became more alcoholic and abusive. He was very devastated over your mother's death just as you were. He kept telling you it was all your fault that your mother died. It is currently three years after your mother's death, and you're sixteen years old. Your father got another woman, and you have a little step sister now. Your father and step mother finally made the decision to send you to a foster family, and that's where you went.

You fell in love with the Consulting Detective that had been your friend since day 1, you were with him constantly but in the detective career nothing remains calm and peaceful, you have to go trough a lot of cases, situations that will test your tolerance etc. But after a loong time a dangerous enemy appears, and when you came to meet this unknown enemy, the enemy changes tactic to not rush things like usually criminals do, he wants to play a little game, of life and death, love and hate and for the most, test you. You after a accident have troubles, and the enemy uses the chance to his own good. Your life turns up to be a dramatic lovestory instead of just solving crimes and catch criminals, it turns to be a game of love, hate, tests, life and death.