AU Modern day FOURTRIS! Tris: a college student and waitress by day, but dirty dancer at a club called Dauntless by night. She is looking for a way out, but what happens when she meets a mysteriously handsome young man with dark blue eyes assisting her English class, and then see him again at the club? The universe can be really cruel sometimes. Chapter 34 is up! Bit of a slowburn.

Tris Prior is an aspiring young reporter living in Chicago, Illinois. Everyday life takes a turn when famous actor Tobias Eaton connects with her, in a way she never would have dreamed possible. But someone keeps leaving her messages, messages that promise a price to pay for capturing Tobias Eaton's attention.

Tris goes to live with her godmother in a mansion after living in the woods for eight years. She loves her new friends but has to be careful because with a hidden power, a lethal talent, and a group of men who want to kidnap her, the people she cares about could get hurt. Are her parents and friend still alive somewhere? Has mixes of fairytales in an AU fantasy kingdom. Fourtris!

Tris Prior isn't the hottest girl in school. Due to being raised by boys, she's more comfortable throwing a ball than playing dress-up and everybody knows it, too. When her boyfriend of two years gets sick of her baggy t-shirts and ripped jeans, he breaks it off with her for being too boyish. Can Tris get some help from an enemy to win him back, or will she fall for someone else?

Charlotte Eaton has everything.Perfect boyfriend, fantastic friends, and Tobias for a half brother. But when she and finds out about her Divergence, her happily ever after comes crashing down. Follow her on her crazy journey through Dauntless initiation where she meets mysterious trainer Bennett, who has more in common with her than she thinks.Rated T for language and adult themes.

This is just a fluffy fanfic about what would happen if there was no war. I know this is used often but those are my favorite types of fanfics to read so I figured I would write my own! Rated T just to be safe!

Or maybe I'm looking towards the south. Past the farms and the sweet tea into Mexico and Latin America. Perhaps the cardinal directions don't apply. Maybe we don't look north, or south, east or west. Perhaps we look forward, into the future. Or we look back into the past. Maybe some people have stopped looking all together. Maybe others don't know what they're looking for.