Paul Lahote never wanted an imprint, never wanted to be tied to anyone, let alone be responsible for another person. But when Thea Gray returns to Forks to help her cousin Bella with her terrible depression, and escape her reality herself, he inevitably finds himself entangled with the most obnoxious, bratty, annoying human he could ever meet in his life. A human who, though he tried to get as far away from her as possible, always found himself coming back to her, protecting her from whatever wanted to kill her around every corner. ⟢ new moon - complete ⟢ eclipse - complete ⟢ breaking down pt1 - complete ⟢ breaking down pt2 - complete - ☾ Paul Lahote x Oc ☾ Based on the Twilight Saga ☾ This Twilight adaptation is of my own story, no copies, adaptations, etc. are allowed without my permission.

Disclaimer: I wrote this many years ago, but the series improves throughout. • Magic tumbled from her pretty lips and when she spoke the language of the universe -the stars sighed in unison • -Michael Faudet During the first AD. Hogwarts school of Witchcraft and wizardry was founded by a band of witches and wizards who possessed enough power together to create life itself. After the founding, an impeccably powerful seer prophesized that in many century's, the precious creation would be in danger in a battle that would be known as the battle of Hogwarts. Many students would perish. And so, a daughter was created. The daughter of Hogwarts itself to serve as a protector when the day came. When her powers reached their maximum, Azalea Hogwarts is sent by time turner to the heat of the battle, never to return to her time again. Expecting to only find war and pain, Azalea is shocked to find much much more awaited her such as a love for a raven haired boy with a lightning scar whom she'd never before met. Harry Potter and the Order Of the Phoenix

Danielle Stark is a 24yo genius, though she refuses to follow in her big brother's footsteps. She wants to blaze her own path in the world, in the realm... Little does she know the path she's blazing is in the wrong realm. Loki, God of Mischief, is temporarily released from Asgard to aid his brother. When he meets his big brother's best friend, he realizes it's not the first time they've met... And it won't be the last. (This is a fanfic, I do not own all the characters or events within this story. There will be just over a handful of OCs within this book.) *This story is completed.* #1 in lokixreader - 05/04/23 #1 in lokifanfic - 05/05/23 #1 in marveluniverse - 05/13/23 #1 in Asgard - 05/20/23 #1 in Thor - 06/24/23 #1 in Lokisarmy - 06/24/23 #1 in Lokiodinson - 02/24/26

They couldn't find her, so they erased all traces of her existence. She was never meant to show up again. Never meant to be seen by anyone. But she decided to step out of the shadows, and onto the parapet. - Started: 6/11-2025

A dragon without its rider is a tragedy. A rider without their dragon is dead. - Article One, Section One, The Dragon Rider's Codex "Anyone else feel like changing their mind?" Xaden shouts, scanning the remaining rows of cadets with the same shrewd gaze of the navy-blue dragon behind him. "No? Excellent. Roughly half of you will be dead by this time next summer." The formation is silent except for a few untimely sobs from my left. "A third of you again the year after that, and the same your last year. No one cares who your mommy or daddy is here. Even King Tauri's second son died during his Threshing. So tell me again: Do you feel invincible now that you've made it into the Rider's Quadrant? Untouchable? Elite?" No one cheers. Another blast of heat rushes - this time directly at my face - and every muscle in my body clenches, preparing for incineration. But it's not flames... just steam, and it blows back Rhiannon's braid as the dragons finish their simultaneous exhale. The breeches on the first-year ahead of me darken, the color spreading down his legs. They want us scared. Mission accomplished. "Because you're not untouchable or special to them." Xaden points toward the navy dragon and leans forward slightly, like he's letting us in on a secret as we lock eyes. "To them, you're just the prey." ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ "Who is that?" "Rhae Sorrengail, the forgotten daughter. She's Violet's twin, they're nothing alike though. Violet is the calm before a storm, and Rhae is the hurricane. The anger and stubbornness of that woman are insane." "God forbid she and Xaden stay in the same room for too long. Someone would likely end up dead." Started: June 5, 2025. (technically March 24, 2024 bc thats when I started writing it) Finished:

A TVD Fanfiction She doesn't have magic. She doesn't have power. What she has is knowledge, YouTube tutorials, and a basket full of herbs. Thrust into the past with no explanation, she finds herself in the home of the Original family-before they become legends, before immortality, before the bloodshed. Mikael calls her daughter. Esther sees something else. And her siblings? They don't know what to do with her. But she knows how to stay alive. She builds, observes, survives. She doesn't need to be wanted. She'll be the sister they need. Even if they never asked for her. Cross Publishing in AO3 Update every 2 weeks on Friday 12:00 AM

In which the older Salvatore falls for the one girl he can't compel-and can't escape. OR In which a girl's normal life gets turned upside down by the arrival of a new vampire in town. CONTAINS MATURE CONTENT 18+

[CONTAINS SMUT] ‼️18+‼️ WARNINGS: This is a Sherlock book so obviously mentions of drug use ~~~ A simple tune is all it takes. A flood of memories returning to haunt- to plague every thought with regret and/or longing. For you, a violin composition. For him, a single hum of your voice. ~~~ All characters belong to BBC for portrayals and original characters have been written by Sir Arthur Conan Doyle

When Sherlock goes off to solve another case for Scotland Yard, he doesn't expect to be greeted by a new member of the forensics team that shows serious promise of being more than an idiot. She just needs a nudge in the right direction. You are going to be his apprentice, and he'll teach you the art of being a genius. What he didn't anticipate is that you're going him to teach him a lot too, but on a different kind of subject... This is a work written by AspiringHuntressWhoGetsKilled on Archive of our Own. I brought the story to Wattpad so everyone on here could read it, too. :) This story is not mine- so if you vote on it here, I'm sure she would appreciate it if you went and gave her kudos on AO3. Enjoy!

[CONTAINS SMUT!] ❗️18+❗️ ~~~ Being the youngest Holmes was always quite the journey, especially when you didn't want to show off your talents, maybe even lack of such. Compared to your brothers you were always the 'dumb' one. The teachers saw it, your parents knew it and your brothers never stopped yapping about it! You could hardly deduce like Sherlock and Mycroft but you didn't mind, that was until you weren't able to deduce Moriarty's true intentions with you. ~~~ All characters belong to Arthur Conan Doyle for original source material and BBC for portrayals! (Sebastian Moran's portrayal is a fan face claim of Michael Fassbender)