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If I could give you but one thing in life, I would give you the ability to see yourself through my eyes, only then would you realize how special you are to me. In a world where everyone has been put into factions, there will always be those who never fits that particular standard. Those are the ones society calls divergent, but are they a threat or not? Here you meet Octavia Pierce, and follow her journey through the faction system as she chooses differently than what she had been assigned to. Her journey through a new faction, where she must find her place and who she is, navigating her way through close friendships, enemies and even love. That cold hearted instructor who keeps her occupied, and on her toes, is there much more to him than what she first sees? This fanfiction runs through both before Divergent, under Divergent and under Insurgent. There's references from both the book and the movies. Highest Rankings: No. 1 in Divergent ❤️ 07/01-22 No. 1 in Eric ❤️ No. 1 in Jai ❤️ 08/03-22 No.5 in Divergent Fanfiction! ❤️

With Erudite and Dauntless now taking more alarming measures to keep Divergents out of Chicago, it's a race against time for Eric Coulter and the rest of the Dauntless leaders to find outliers within their perfect ranks back at the base. Divergents hide themselves in plain sight, if they don't, they'll be killed on site and dead before they touch the floor. "They are dangerous and powerful individuals, can't be trusted..." But who can Layla Adams trust enough to protect? Her husband or her best friend? Her home faction or her new one? Will the marriage even last or will it start to rot just like the rest of her? Eric Coulter x reader (endgame) (Updates currently on hold)

(Highest ranking: #62 in Divergent) Tris and Tobias are faced with many problems. Love, betrayal, secrets, hatred, and murder. As blood is seeping through the cracks in the walls of Dauntless they try and keep each other close. But both are bullheaded. Will their love me able to fight what's coming there way?

"She holds matches recklessly in her hands." Faction. It's what defines you. The world is not the same anymore. The only way to survive is to find your place in the factions. Corrine Minor is Abnegation. She and her twin brother have always known where they belong, and it is not with the Abnegation. They wish to live the carefree, adventurous life of the Dauntless. But they will learn there is so much more to being Dauntless than they thought. Eric is cold. He's cold hearted and merciless. He worked his way up and became a leader for Dauntless and he takes advantage of it every chance he can get. He punishes the initiates just because he can. And then a girl with doe eyes and perfectly pink lips jumps off the train after the choosing ceremony and turns his world upside down. He didn't even know he could still feel...anything.

Eric is a ruthless dauntless leader but when he meets Rose he changed from cold-hearted to a lover boy. She has a secret that she can't tell but he has a big secret too... Will each other find out? Will it tear them apart? Or will love be the only thing keeping each other together? (COMPLETE)

When she transferred to Dauntless, she didn't plan to make friends or catch the eyes of a certain blue-eyed leader. Yet here we are. Disclaimer: I do not own any characters or ideas presented, except for the original ones I created. I do not own the rights to the image in the cover. Thank you. :)

A fire has arrived in Dauntless. Her hair resembles it. And so does her personality. Arielle Dalton is taking Dauntless by storm. Her charm is spreading through Dauntless like a wildfire, and nothing is going to slow her down. Except for Eric Coulter. He is the coldest and most ruthless leader in Dauntless. And when a little red witch walks in and takes his faction from under his nose, he doesn't appreciate it one bit. He sets out on making her life like hell, and only ends up discovering that their personalities are so similar, too similar. Both of them are walking sticks of dynamite, and when they come across each other's paths, it doesn't take long before the world explodes, both into anger and fire, and into love and ash. Highest rank: #2 in Divergent

Tris has just finished her initiation. She's having a hard time getting used to all the dauntless. But mostly, having a hard time in her new relationship. She has her fears. And not just THAT one. Of losing Tobias. Of him; of the fact that he has complete control of her feelings. She's falling hard... And so is he. He has his insecurities. However, how does he react to those insecurities with other people? Rage.

Jordan Brown was a sweet, selfless girl from Abnegation. When she went for her aptitude test to see her results, she never expected the outcome she received. The results showed that she was a mix of Abnegation, Erudite, and Dauntless-a Divergent. Eric Coulter is a cold, emotionless Dauntless leader, known for his ruthless approach to everything he does. He only cares about his own survival and the task at hand-hunting down Divergents. But when he meets Jordan, things start to change. What happens when their worlds collide? Note: Tris is not in this book. All Divergent characters are rightfully owned by Veronica Roth. However, Jordan Brown belongs to me. Enjoy the book so far! P.S. I've switched some parts where Four's lines are now being delivered by Eric. This adds a twist, so don't be confused when you notice the change. Book is under editing.

{BOOK ONE} There are five factions. Each had their own reasoning for thinking why the war had happened. Dauntless; cowardice and fear. They strive to be brave, fearless. Erudite; ignorance. They strive for intellect, to be smart and curious. Candor; deception. They strive to be honest. Amity; they blamed the war itself along with fighting. They strive to be kind, forgiving, peaceful. Abnegation; selfishness. So they strive to be selfless. Dauntless are our police. Erudite are our teachers. Candor is the law. Amity are the farmers. And Abnegation are our government. I would sit on the ground everyday, wearing my yellow dress with black sandals. Wasn't the best thing for me. Dresses made my shoulders to broad, especially the flowing ones. When I was home alone, or with my mother, I would wear I tight black shirt and white shorts. No one would really approve, mostly because they were Candor colours along with the fact it's not... welcoming enough. I never understood Amity, not because of the kindness and the peacefulness; well, mostly the peacefulness. Whenever it should come down to defending ourselves or walking away. We walked away. It confused me. Maybe I wasn't Amity enough to understand. Maybe I wasn't kind enough. Maybe, just maybe, I didn't belong here. So where do I belong? A/N : First chapter is a little sketchy but that is the case with all of my books. I promise it does get a lot better afterwards Start: Feb 06 2021 End: Dec 15 2021