That warm shiver still surged through Regine's heart when he touched her, and he could see it. She wanted to push him away and run, maybe he'd even let her go, knowing how much he loved the chase. But she wouldn't run, wouldn't fight back, because that small piece of her heart that beat only for him was coming alive now, growing despite her constant rejection of it.

Words have power. Woven to beguile and to ensnare - like twisted branches of a tree, with roots gone deep. They lie in shadow – filled with purpose and intent. Filled with Old magic. Sarah really should have known better. Norse gods, ancient rituals, the chase… He is through waiting. It all began with a book; it is only fitting that it should end with one. Enter the Tanglewood...

For a brief, blessed time, life had order once again. You thought it was over. Jane did too. Sequel to Housekeeping. TDK.

Under new management and in need of a replacement for one of their seats at the round table, the Kingsmen are beginning training all over again. In this time of rebuilding, a new threat arises that threatens not only the world but Kingsman itself. [this story has been re-written, and edited completely, starting in 2017]

Everything's not what it seems. Joker/Harley.

It started with coffee. Fours cups, black, with steam dancing pirouettes off the placid surface. The rest...well, he put her up to the rest. (A Nolanverse take on how Harley Quinn came to be. Joker/Harley. The coffee shop AU no one asked for)

She would never be able to get away. She knew that now. She could run as far and fast as she liked, but she wouldn't ever be able to reclaim what she knew she'd lost. Her life ended the minute she set foot in Santa Carla. Part 1 of the West Coast Vampires Saga.

Connor M./OC/Murphy M. BDS prequel/romance. What happens when you drink whisky with the boys? It's got it all: romance (as far as the boys can DO romance), fluff, hurt/comfort, plot, canon plus research. Rated for MacManus mouth, violence, & explicit three-way smut (no twincest). Note: The BDS belong solely to T. Duff

When 20-year-old Brenna transfers schools to escape her troubles, she may find that she's bitten off more than she can chew. Struggling to maintain changing friendships and a resurgence of her past, she seeks comfort in a group of five boys. Is this the beginning of something great, or the end of the line for her? Modern day AU.

Living in Santa Carla, Hannah thought she had seen every form of bizarre. But during her final days of high school, as the concept of life and safety begin to crumble at her feet, she begins to wonder what the hell she got herself into by befriending Star. David/OC.

In this city of liars, he longs to feel the peaceful rain. As he does what is necessary, the desire in him to dominate the willing is eating him alive. She stands there and offers to him what he needs, and he is the only one who can give her a firm hand. The balance, he knows, is something fragile. Bane/OC One-Shot

If tomorrow never came, at least they would have this.

Finding a rhythm was easier said than done.

"There were far worse dangers. The blackness that could eat your soul with hatred." One shot based on "Beaches of Cheyenne" by Garth Brooks. Credit to Rhinozilla and Bsparrow for the idea that started all this. WARNING: MAJOR character deaths.

Daryl Dixon hated hospitals. He hated the way they smelled. He hated the bright fluorescent lights. He hated those stupid gowns they put you in. He hated all the sick people wandering around. But mostly he hated the way those doctors and nurses looked at him, like he was just another trashy, redneck junkie trying to score a prescription for Oxy. AU, no zombies

The women compare notes and share relationship tips.

"It didn't matter who else he found along the way. There was only one person he was looking for."

When the war with Woodberry comes unannounced in the dead of night it seems as if they are beyond help. Perhaps together, by the light of day, they may just make it through. [Speculative Post 3x13; not finale compliant. Contains some images of violence and character death] *Carol/Daryl*

Carol discovers that their mutually beneficial physical relationship may have some strings attached after all.

In a world turned to dust, love takes many forms...

She tried to justify it by reminding herself about the bar of ivory soap she'd had her heart set on finding, but the truth was she'd gotten distracted by the angle of his silhouette as he leaned into the curtain. Watching first hand as he arched his hips into the spray and grunted in pleasure...

He didn't want comfort, and he didn't want to be alone. He knew what he needed, and he hoped he wouldn't regret it all by morning. Caryl oneshot; prompt-response, adult content warning.

Two damaged souls gravitating to one another. Daryl and Carol's first time.

The Walkers have evolved and now Daryl Dixon is fighting a new enemy. How will he survive the Mary-Sue-ocalypse?

One shot Caryl smut. Daryl and Carol make the most of their time together before the war with Woodbury begins. RAted: MA (for explicit sex)

Tomorrow they would fight. Tomorrow they could die. And she may never get another chance to show him how much he means to her. Post-3x13 Caryl oneshot. Adult-content warning.

War. We're going to war. The realization washed over her and threatened to spill out from behind her eyes. She only opened them when she heard his characteristically gruff voice from the top of the stairs. It was hard work being strong, but somehow she knew she'd manage. [Post 3x13] (Carol/Daryl teaser)

She didn't want to die with regrets.

Carol discovers that the crossbow isn't the only weapon Daryl has expertise with. Set pre-S3; mild 3x13 spoilers in Author Notes and a hint of Carick friendship.

She savored the first few sips as she reacquainted herself with the warm, full bodied tang of Wild Turkey. Rolling the flavor on her tongue before swallowing as she let her body do the rest, closing her eyes in pleasure as the potent liquor trickled down her throat like molasses. …It really had been a long time.

It happened in a flash. One minute they were safe, discussing how they were going to take down the Governor. And then next, she was gone. Taken. Lost. And he felt like somebody had torn him apart. He didn't know what to do, where to go, how to think. All he knew was that she had to be safe. That he had to get her back. Maryl.

In our darkest hours... that is when we realize what truly matters.

Tiny moment I wrote for Tumblr. Carol and Daryl meet with a fence between them.

You'd think that with the end of the world, people would have stopped taking chances on long shots and maybes and just left him the hell alone. Because despite trying to keep the others at an arm's length, Rick, Glenn, Dale, Carol – the lot of them had only started to gravitate closer.

"Carol stared at the wall. She was lying on her side in an unfamiliar bed—a stranger's bed, abandoned until she'd taken it up the night before. It rested in an abandoned room. An abandoned house. A nameless town." When the group spends the winter in Daryl's hometown, Carol finds herself joining him in a dangerous journey through his past.

My Shenny rewrite of what happened on Stuart and Penny's second date in "The Classified Materials Turbulence".

Sheldon enlists Penny's assistance to pull off a Halloween prank. Shenny fluffyness ensues!

Summary: Sheldon reluctantly takes Penny along to a conference in Las Vegas. Epiphanies are had, stars are gazed, cards are counted, shenanigans are shenaniganed.

She'd only ever taken out one Walker. One.

Hermione is the one who finds Draco weeping in the bathroom. He flees. She chases him into the Room of Requirement, and the room forces them to face their greatest fears together in order to find the door.

one shot, written for Medusa20. I'm not sure if it's what she wanted, but its what she asked for. Penny arrives at the university to pick up Sheldon one night, and finds him in the auditorium...

"'Wow,' said Penny. 'And you said "soup" was bad.'" The gang plays "Never Have I Ever."

Max goes on vacation, leaving Thorn in the care of the Lost Boys.

DARK!FIC. Plenty of angst. A foray out of the sit-com world. Penny is attacked and reaches out for Sheldon's help.

Their story starts with an ending. Penny has since tried to work her way around that one, make it so that their epiphany doesn't rely on misfortune, and sadness. But she can't.

If this resulted in, like, permanent damage Penny would never forgive herself. sheldon/penny, oneshot, dedicated to lisaboston

When Sheldon finds the piano, he doesn’t look like he believes what he’s looking at. sheldon/penny, oneshot, written for the fic/art swap

Sheldon/Penny. It takes her a while to realize she's being wooed. Future-fic, set after L/P breakup.

Peppermint Schnapps is a holiday drink, right? sheldon/penny, oneshot, christmas fic, rated for alcohol use

“Omigosh I could so make him wear this,” Penny realized. sheldon/penny friendship fic, oneshot, dedicated to montycrowley

Oneshot. Penny/Sheldon. Penny has always known what she wanted. And even if what she wants surprises her, she’s still going to get it. She’s that kind of girl.

OMG random. Penny/Sheldon. Interpreting Sheldon’s actions according to his own eccentricities as well as social protocols. One-shot.

Nolanverse Joker/Harley. They need a room, and they need it now.

Sarah's made a great life for herself, but Jareth has a problem. Will Sarah help him? What will it cost her if she does? J/S *Tiny Shirtless Jareth included*

This is about Billy and what he was. Oneshot.

Whether you're mortal, a half vampire or you've made that final kill, here is the ultimate guide to surviving in dear ol' Santa Carla. Risks of failing to follow the guidelines include glitter goo, Fleshi O's, impalement, defying gravity and shock.

“Does anybody remember laughter?” The girls of summer when autumn comes.

The Ministry takes action against the remaining prejudice in the wizarding society and asks Hermione for help. “What do you want? Money? Power? Name your price, Granger. I’m not about to let pride get in my way when an Azkaban sentence is on the line.”

Sarah has good grades, a circle of friends, and a cute boyfriend. Life's great...right? So why does she have the strange feeling that something's missing? Fairy tales show that magic will make you or break you. Which category does she belong in?

COMPLETE! Secret diaries inspired by Cassandra Claire's LotR diaries. Parody, sense of humour is needed here.