Stories by bookworm299

(The Doctor seems to run in this family.) After all, Clara's grandmother seemed a bit familar. Her thoughts on when the Doctor e Doctor's eyes are too old for his young face, and she's the only one that notices. But she sees him again.

Spock is and always will be a friend to James T. Kirk.

Because even for all his crimes and imagined slights, Loki was still Thor's brother. Even if no one else realized it. Pretty much Thor's thoughts in poem form.

They all have ghosts. Blood on their hands. They're anything but heroes. (One-shots, I take requests. Could turn it into a full story. All connected but order doesn't matter.)

Percy Jackson and Annabeth grow up and get married (duh). Everyone in Camp Half Blood have children also. Join Luke and Zoe Jackson, their friends, and the rest of the Camp Halfblood heroes on their new adventures! Co-written with NessaMei! Updated twice a week!

Castles in the sky are not but dreams/fairytales where the nightmares dwell/ no second chances "team"/ heroes don't happy endings, don't tell/

You might start with a clean ledger, but everyone ends up with at least one haunting ghost, one drop of red. Yours just happened to drip all over. You can hide and counter-act the red, but you can't erase it. Your ledger is still red and you still leave bloody fingerprints on the history books, even if no know one knows it's you. Or, the life of Natasha Romanov.

You lost your family once already. Had your heart torn out. You made the wrong choice. But you did it for love. Far easier to hate than love. You weren't evil. But you'd always been a little actress. Somehow you even convinced yourself along the way. You forgot, and only now you remember how bad it hurts to fall. "Ashes, ashes, we all fall down" as your cousin used to sing.

Always have some impact on your life. You were naïve enough to believe in things like dreams. Like fairytales. Like happy endings. Like second chances. Like family. They say your childhood gives insight to you will be in life. It was a game. I won. I killed Sirius black...he fell through the mirror.

Instincts are a bit like glass. You can tell some things there. Have a vague idea. But it's twisted and you always miss something. And sometimes they break. You see something that's not there and the glass gets broken. The glass is stained. It's your entire fault. Maybe it's not as clear-cut as you think. Or maybe it too clear. And the painted picture isn't one you want to see…

Once upon a time you might have walked along the same road, together. But you didn't get a happy ever after, because the path split and you all went different ways. And now years later you meet again. Stuck at crossroads. Trying as hard as you can to forget. Because you all think you're on the side that's going to win. Life isn't fair… song-fic to payphone

You've lived a lie so long do you even know the truth? Or is it just another part to play. Another lie in a life of lies. Another cover story. Do you really know your self at all? Or did you drown that story underneath more lies like all the others. You may hate the drama but sometimes a lie can be easier to live then the truth. You don't have to try as hard.

Like it or not not your still family. Or, were once before. Your still bound by blood. Even if you'd rather forget. Even if you don't really care. But don't you? You can deny it all you want, it doesn't erase the memories, it doesn't stop the hurt...or the hate. The Black family.

Until it's too late. It was fate wriiten by their own hands. A death sentence by their own hearts. They were doomed from the start. He was a RAT. They turned a blind eye. Moony Wormtail Padfoot & Prongs. Prongs Padfoot Wormtail and Moony. Drabble, i may write more...

Even an assassin as a heart. Morals. It's a job. With pros and cons. But you know when to draw the line. There is a difference between a killer and an assassin. But how much is your own and how much is for your employer? Where is the line drawn? "I don't kill children little Alex" was it only an excuse? What is his connection? There's a difference. There's a difference.

The sorting hat's story. of the war and everything before and after. may be you do get a happy ending. alibiet bittersweet. Full sum. inside. one-shot

collection of free verses, drabbles and one-shots. Next generation. Maybe some Marauder or golden trio era. Various pairings. No slash incest/cousinest. rated to be safe requests taken both pairings and prompts.

Alex Rider is many things. but he still does not know the answer to the question Who are you? not really. he's a spy. but that's only part of the truth. oh, how he hates school essays... kinda a prequel to my Who is Alex Rider? one-shot

Pretend all you want. It's not some unrelevent detail. It's fate's cruel games between life and death: where you the pawn. It's repeated patterns and life's little ironies. The things that make all the difference. The obvious thigs no one wants to see. Sometimes it's easier to fake it. Sometimes that's all you can do. the things no one noticed. The things you wanted to forget...

Tom Marvalo Riddle was human at least. Lord Voldemort has no soul. they were once the same person, but there is a dividing line. drabble...

It was the question that plagued not only the students of Brookland, but all others who have met him as well, even those who did not know his real name… but it's one thing when your enemies and relative strangers did not know who you were. It's completely different when you don't even know any more… but, Alex won't ever admit it. Now, for that essay...

He's a spy. He's a child. He wants to be schoolboy. Ironic, the one person who can be a spy is the only one who doesn't want to be. Maybe that's why he's so good at what he does. But he has always been the exception to every rule…even his own. one-shot better than it sounds.

It was just a box of matches. Taken using one of the oldest tricks in the book. Maybe it was the shock. Maybe it was the fact that it was too simple. Maybe he'd gone soft. But, one thing he was sure of was that he'd underestimated Alex Rider… the kid. But that trick with a box of matches told a lot more then it should have…

"Because it's the right thing to do Malfoy, any more stupid questions…and this doesn't mean I like you"! After all she wasn't sure about him yet… FemHarry/Draco one-shot T to be safe...

Every thing comes at a price…and not for the first time she wondered if she made the wrong choice all those years ago… escaping your 'destiny' was so bittersweet…cause they all were growing up but she was stuck, forever 15 years old.

She bloody hated shapes… triangles ment someone got their heart broke. Circles mean you can't make up your mind. But squares are the worst, they mean everyone gets hurt cause they all love the wrong person…all because of hearts

Mirror, Mirror on the wall, this is how the mighty fall fem!harry

If your gonna do something, do it right if you want to fix something fix it from the start, and sometimes mistakes can fix others, but be carful what you wish for cause alot can happen when you mix past,present & future a reading the books fic k -T

The-boy-who-lived, The-boy-who-lies, The-one who-just-won't-die, Potter, Harry, Harry potter, sometimes I just want to be treated normal, judged by my own merits…freeverse

SnapeLily friendship free-verse full sum. inside

Just a cute little Lily-Lorcan free-verse. please R and R.

some times it's going to get worse before it gets better. some times you have to break your heart before you can find true love. the one that was right in front of you.

only victiore can see the meaning of teddy's mood ring like hair. drabbles

This is Rose x Scorpius and how Albus does a little meddleing but he's not a Slytherin for nothing... the past repeats in the future and denial is the heart of love! sequel and companion story on the way!

a free-verse about the next gen. girls and their hearts.. read to learn more.