The Faithful, North African and Middle Eastern Islamic nations, are plotting to seize the oil resources of the Middle East. By controlling the earth's oil and its major trade routes, they plan to bring the world to its knees. Then, when the entire world is kneeling, the Faithful of Allah will read to them from the Koran, preaching the message of Islam, the True Faith. The Faithful will stop at nothing to achieve their goal. But how far will they go? And how many lives will it cost?

The terror Twins Visit Britain.

Chapter 7

By Sharp

The Archbishop visits Rombald's home.

No, no! This shouldn't happen! It CANNOT happen! STOP!

	Ultimate Empathy Therapy Part 6 of 8 by **Sigh** Copyright © 2013 plaintivesigh All Rights Reserved.

Horizons of the Heart

By Melange
Copyright © 2013 Melange
All Rights Reserved.

Synopsis

Having decided to try and break free from their captors, Jaden and Mirena are faced with the struggle for their lives. The rest of the group use their various means and talents to find them before it is too late.

Flashback: Jaden seeks to complete the last trial of his Mystic's training.

In 1864, a squad of soldiers out searching for food and supplies, instead find new lives.

This story is a gargoyle. It wouldn't let me finish up week 12 of the next Eerie Saloon story until I posted it.

Gaby & the Half Term Break by Sharp

Chapter 11. The Angel of the North.

A Gaby fan fiction.

“We were both human. Shorter than our real selves, and with pale skin and yellow hair.” There seemed to be something he wasn’t telling, Tariq thought.

My Super Secret Life…Villain-13.

Chapter 13

This isn’t like the parts we passed through The Fringes, no this is Freaktown this is packed, really packed and my god.

If the humans above had any real idea, there’d likely be so much a panic it’d lead to war. I hear such a mix of languages here too.

And I spot members of the big three alien races down here too which isn’t surprising as they have made it clear they’re watching this whole thing unfold. More to think about really.

We’re heading into one of these tower buildings one of the largest within eyesight and its castle like a big square keep and there’s another square and another until just about ten feet from the ceiling. But the place is built from black spray painted riveted metal and has something familiar to it…box cars; it’s made out of box cars.

“This is?” I’m looking it over.

Shepherd walks beside me. “Welcome to Grand Central Station, home of The Underground Railroad.”

Back in Yorkshire.

A Gaby Fanfiction

“Now, none of that. That’s your father talking! Danny is his own man even if he just turned eighteen. And who’s to say what’s right for him? He’s very happy where he landed, and since he’s an adult now, he’ll be able to plot his own course. The church he attends understands what all of you kids have gone through. I wish you could find a place where you feel like you belong.”