alec and clary fanfiction

Alec Hardy thought he was just helping when he saves a young woman after she jumped off a bridge. But things get complicated fast, she’s got no ID, barely any cash, and won’t talk about her past. All she’ll say is her name, Clara, refusing to let anyone get through to her, even Alec. Eventually, Alec discovers that Clara is actually Princess Clara Oswin Oswald of Torchwood and she’s on the run from home, desperate to avoid an arranged marriage, and now she wants Alec’s help to stay hidden. To make matters worse, her powerful father has also hired Alec to find her and bring her home! As Alec tries to figure out what’s right, he and Clara start getting close, which only messes things up more and could put Alec’s entire career at risk. Can he help Clara, or will risking everything mean losing it all…again? *Takes place after season 3

A narrative exploration of how the Xavier institute could possibly run on a day to day basis given that it's both an accredited school of sorts and a secret training facility for vigilante operations with ambitious ambiguous goals. Told through the eyes of a new student that just wants to graduate and has no idea what's going on and probably never will.

Spider is a man haunted by the eight voices in his head, each one a different part of him: the wise Author, the violent Psychopath, the hopeful Student, the strict Teacher, the innocent Dreamer, the mysterious Reader, the nurturing Chef, and the cold Doctor. They all struggle for control, but things change when Spider adopts a boy on the day of his own supposed death. The boy's arrival shakes Spider’s world and causes tension, especially with the Doctor, who believes caring for the boy will destroy them all. But Spider feels a spark of hope, even as the dangerous Butterfly lurks, reminding him of old, painful memories. As the story unfolds, Spider battles his past, his personas, and the threat of losing himself. He must decide if he can protect the boy and find peace, or if the darkness inside will win.

royaltytale this my au of undertale it starts with the story of Asriel and his lover and later with my oc-

Teenwolf Asura's wrath Inuyasha Condor heroes .

Alluna isn't a bad kid, truly. He is just put under circumstances that he wishes to escape from. And that he will. In another world, that is... and with an annoying sentient system. =-=-=-=--=-=-=-=-=-=-=--=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=--=-=-=-= !! This is a Pokemon/League of Legends Fanfic. !! Only the characters, and the world/settings are mine, I do not own League of Legends or anything from Riot Game and of Pokemon or anything from the franchise. !! This story will contain homosexuality and a harem of hot, strong Dad-- I mean, men. !! Read 'Warning!' in the aux chapters before continuing

-- Cuando la famosa patinadora profesional Alexandra Trusova se cruza inesperadamente con Allen, un joven enigmático y reservado, su curiosidad se despierta de inmediato. A pesar de su actitud distante, Allen posee un misterio que Alexandra no puede ignorar. A medida que se acerca a él, descubren un vínculo inesperado que desafía sus mundos aparentemente diferentes. En un viaje lleno de desafíos personales y descubrimientos emocionales, ambos aprenderán que algunas veces las conexiones más profundas surgen de los encuentros más improbables. ---

Tanya Von Degurechaff, a 14 year old commander of the Imperial 203rd Air Mage Battalion of the Empire. Claimed to be sadistic and violent, having her allies and enemies crowl in fear as she intimidates them with her astounding skill instilling her superiority with others. After defeating a company alone on her first duty as a lieutenant she was awarded as the White silver, this become the basis of her superiors to assign her as the commander battalion of the group who will operate on the mission of world domination. She appears as strong and undefeatable but her weakness is the 17 years old second lieutenant, Viktoriya Ivanovna Serebryakov A young maiden with long silky brown hair and was favored by many with her optimistic nature. A soldier who never doubts her commander's decision despite it violating her own principles. As a former people of Russy Federation, she was not hesitant at all to sworn an oath to protect the citizens of Empire with death on her mind. Tanya, realizing that this maiden is out of reach frustration has crept within her. Assuming that her feelings won't be reciprocated, the commander has come to a decision to concealed her feelings. Before leaving the echelons, with her life endangered again with this new mission assigned to her, she wrote a letter addressed to visha. ❝ Will her feelings reached Visha? ❞

She has an illness, and comes back to her hometown to say goodbye to the person she misses the most, unaware of the fact that he’s the only one who’s ever loved and cared for her in this way because of his cold and distant personality. When he finally finds the hope and courage to reconnect with her, his heart is broken by what she has to tell her.

Qin Yao opens her eyes and finds herself transmigrated from a post-apocalyptic world into the body of an ancient peasant woman. Her family consists of four stepchildren needing care. A good-for-nothing husband, who has nothing but looks, is causing a ruckus. They live in a thatched hut, without a grain of rice, the family is emaciated like refugees. If that wasn't enough, someone even comes to collect debts! Anger rises in Qin Yao's heart, and she kicks the wretched husband out, "Debt collector, feel free to just beat him to death!" The four stepchildren: !!! With the world quieted, Qin Yao rolls up her sleeves to revive the family. Hunting, carrying bags, fighting bandits, she's an expert in all. But facing the fields, with her back to the sky, and her face to the earth, even a top-tier fighter from the post-apocalyptic world waves her hand: Can't take it! Really can't take it! Qin Yao scratches her head: In the ancient times where agricultural taxes are extremely high, how can I avoid farming? At this moment, the lazy husband who was sent away to die (twisting and crawling) (struggling to stand up) (screaming and roaring): My dear! I think I can be saved!