She knew where she would find him. As with any day in the summer until they could both return to Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. Although unfortunately, it never got any easier. Each year the boy seemed to withdraw himself more and more. It had started the evening of their first year...FEMHARRY. Wools Orphanage. NO Time Travel. 1940s era. ONESHOT. 2 chps left

A long time ago in a galaxy far far away along the far terrains of Naboo just on the cusps of Moenia... AU. Prequel era. Slow burn. ITS HERE! 7/21/2021. /slow updates to carefully build/

Mos Espa, located near the Dune Sea.  An ideal locality for a blue, smarmy Toydarian male who often reaped the benefits from impoverished slavers. Such as those in his establishment called: Watto's shop.  Where cheap labor and atrocious pay sufficed This was something Ayen would never agree with. No matter how many times he'd drilled this from a premature age and on.  /suitlessvad

A black, leather-bound book toppled to the ground. Puzzled, Ginny picked it up, slipping her finger in one of the textured pages and it flipped open. To her inert confusion, the worn, yellowed pages were… blank.

With a single, ice cold stare she felt like a piece of prey about to be picked off by a flock of vultures. Every face, every eye was fixated upon her as if daring her to make a single move. The edge of their blades just barely skimmed the hem of her sleeve. But then, he stepped forward, with hair as red as the unnerving shade of blood... IT'S HERE! CHP2 7/23/21 plz r&r!

The name Crazy had been adopted because those that met her were quick to realize one thing. She was a rebel and loathed what society acclaimed as the Master Race but what she knew as... Vampires.../ She was determined to defy him against all odds.../ PLZ R&R!

OG Mystic Falls OG vampire fic REBOOTED. REVAMPED. "No..." The acrid, burnt scent of flesh lingered in the hidden chambers tucked beneath the mansions foundation. The sobs tore at her from deep within her trembling form as her arms locked like a vice against the body propped. Against her bloodied, folded legs. "Please, this, this can't happen. I'm not ready..."

It's been nearly a year after The Kill. Things are about to get a whole lot more twisted if nineteen year old Jenny Thornton thought for one second her life would normalize. Just as life started to settle, an earthquake hits. Now another lurks in the shadows, seeking the ultimate game of a life... line. CHP 13. DARK REALITY NOW POSTED! 8/28/21

It's been a year and things are about to get a whole lot more complicated for 1985 in Claire's life. One last Saturday; one last chance to change it all... A/N: I AM MYSTERIOUS ANN THIS STORY WAS MOVED FROM OLD ACCOUNT TO MY OFFICIAL. CHAP 3 POSTED 11/21/2021 /slow updates/

Based on pg. 146 excerpt from Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows. "Harry wondered whether they had fallen asleep holding hands..." An inside look behind the scenes of Ron and Hermiones growing feelings while in the midst of their perilous journey against darkness. ONESHOT. REVISED WONDERFULLY AS OF 11/10/2018

She could feel her eyes weigh down as she drew closer. There was no fear. No nervousness. No hesitation; not this time. The adrenaline burned through every atom of her body as Jenny drew in a slow, languid breath. The eyes before her intensified with fiery, devouring passion as he whispered, "Found you." Adult Jenny. Seductive Julian. RR! FINAL REVISION AND RATING M 3/17/15

Their friendship has always had an intensity. So what happens when the typical blonde gf is added to that mix? What if she stood where Hermione used to stand, holding a single threat that spins everythin out of control? Will friendship survive or falter? Lavender OOC NO FLAMES.

Weasely." His screaming sliver blue eyes pierced right through her. Yet Rose couldn't look away from him. He emerged from the shadows, the pale moon bit into the core of his eyes. But Rose did not step back. HIATUS