When a young girl moves to Mystic Falls, and reveals herself to be Elena Gilbert's Twin, everyone takes the news well. Except for Klaus. When word of Klaus's interest in the new meat hits the Salvatore's, Stefan and the rest of the group are determined to help her, but Damon Salvatore has other plans. After a bumpy introduction. Loralie Gilbert and Damon agree to disagree, and end up being forced to trust each other, as they share a deep secret about Loralie being "Different" that only Loralie's family and the two Salvatores' know about. When Damon makes a life changing deal with Klaus, that could possibly get him Katherine back, it all goes wrong, and Klaus sets his sights on Loralie, determined to use her for his Hybrids. Will Damon risk his life to save Loralie from Klaus and his pack of hybrids? Will Loralie's Secret be spilled out to the town? And Will Damon finally get Katherine back, the love of his life, or will he realize his heart has fallen for someone else? Read along as Loralie Gilbert turns Mystic Falls around, and ends up, Loving Being Different.

As Mary looks for love with Louis Condé, Francis starts to look for love with Roseline, his newly claimed mistress. Though, what will happen as the tensions rise between not only a King and Queen, but the countries of France and England?

Ada Barone is Tony Stark's very well kept secret daughter. But after her apartment was lost in a fire she had no choice but to live with her dad. And when Tony finally revealed his daughter. Her beauty and kindness was noticed by a pale skinned and raven haired god. what will happen if she falls for the god of lies as he is summomed back to asgard. I DO NOT OWN ANYTHING BUT THE STORY.. NOTHING BUT TALES MADE UP BY MY IMAGINATION SMUT warnings!

This story will include bits from the show 'Reign' but most will be made up. The stories will be a bit different so not everyone will be in here. Queen Caroline of Spain is sent to stay at French court to await any suitors for her caste has been invaded by rebels. Caroline (also known as Cara) has been best friends with Mary; Queen of Scots and has known everyone at French court her whole life. She spent most of her time there since her mother has been trying to take her crown ever since birth. Will a certain alliance be the death or her? Or will she learn to give into her feelings? Will Cara find love at court? What happens when it's a certain Prince or King. What lies ahead for her and Mary? Read to find out! BTW! IM A HUGE FRARY SHIPPER. This is just a fan fiction for if you were in court and FRARY wasn't a thing. Possible Love Interests: Francis (Prince/King), Louis (Prince), James (Prince/Regent)

My mother Queen Penelope of Bulgaria once told me that if I were to marry someone royal or noble or just not even royal that I should marry for love cause this is what she did when she married my father who is Queen Mary of Scotland's father but when he married my mother after leaving Mary and her mother Queen Marie of Scotland they had me and I became a Kings bastard's daughter but none the less a Queen of Bulgaria, Romania, Denmark, Austria, Ireland and the Princess of Scotland. But when I was a little girl Mary my half sister and I were sent to France for our safety there we met King Henry II and Queen Catherine De Medici and there children Princess Elizabeth, Prince Francis, and their half brother Sebastian or Bash for short. This is my story of my romance and adventure along with many emotions. I'm Queen Rosalie of 5 countries and Princess of Scotland and this how I fell in love for the Kings Bastard son... P.s. I don't own Reign I just own the scenes that aren't in the show and my character and future characters. This is also my first Reign fanfic so please go easy on me.

In an alternate history where Queen Mary I of England bore a daughter, Queen Catherine I Tudor, the young monarch is raised in the French court under the watchful eye of King Henry II and Queen Catherine dé Medici. Betrothed to Francis, Dauphin of France, Catherine is a ruler in her own right, she was seen as cold, calculating, and unyielding. ◇ But as the wedding draws near, tensions rise. Francis, torn between duty and desire, seeks to unravel the enigma that is his future queen, testing the boundaries of her carefully guarded heart. ◇ Amidst courtly intrigue, political alliances, and hidden passions, Catherine must navigate a world where love is weakness and power is everything. But when a stolen kiss threatens to shatter her control, she is forced to ask herself-can a queen afford to love, or will it cost her everything?

"I just don't understand. Why... why Malfoy?" She was scrubbing the dishes in front of her the muggle way, a habit she did when she was nervous, uncomfortable, or angry. And now, with her fiancé red in the face and not meeting her eye, she was all three. "He's..." From her peripheral she watched him run a shaking hand through his hair. "He's just everything I'm not. Everything I've always wanted to be."

He didn't mean to find it and it wasn't his fault it was there and really you couldn't blame him because the entire house was made of wood and wood naturally had holes and he didn't build the damned house and technically if he hadn't found it, someone else surely would have and what were the odds that she was in the next room anyway? And mostly all of that was right. For instance, he did not mean to find it. But he had anyway.

"This isn't working." She was already halfway buttoned up when she turned to face him. His slacks still unbuttoned and his shirt open around his shoulder, which he gave no indication of closing anytime soon. Hermione rolled her eyes, continuing to do up her blouse. "We just finished. Give it a moment. Besides, I have to be-" "No, not this," Draco scoffs, gesturing to his open trousers. "This." She blinks carefully, watching his long fingers extend from his own chest to hers.

When Draco Malfoy turned up on the Order's doorstep with Harry, everyone welcomed him with open arms. They trusted him. But, not Hermione. She knew better; he was up to something. She wasn't quite prepared for what that something was. Or how she'd feel about it after.