'Lucy... can I kiss you? ' The day before she moves to California, Rachel Berry saves and kisses Lucy Fabray. Several years later, Rachel returns to Lima and has forgotten about the kiss and Lucy. But Lucy hasn't. -Discontinued-

Rachel sets out to discover the identity of her true love after she's told by a fortune teller that the love of her life is in New Directions.

Hey guys! This is an AU I've written, where Liam and Amy never sleep together and the episode ends with Karma rejecting Amy and Amy getting drunk. Based on the spoilers, I've put in the storyline where Amy blesses a Kiam union but here she also starts dating and the story is about how Karma deals with seeing Amy with someone else. Let me know what you think!

Ever wondered what thoughts ran through Santana's head in regards to her best friends, Brittany and Quinn... or what she REALLY thinks about Rachel? [One-Shot]

AU/: The Fabray-Berry children are about to hear the story of how their parents met. Would you like to hear too?

People say falling in love with your best friend sucks. I say falling in love with your 'girlfriend' sucks even more. Karmy.

Karma sees Amy talking with a pretty girl and it seems to stir some emotions Karma's not quite ready to face.

While unconscious after hitting her head, Quinn is exposed to different versions of herself from other dimensions, living their own lives. After accidentally stepping into the wrong dimension, Quinn and the other versions of herself all swap in and out of each other's lives, yet somehow all arrive to very similar outcomes in their own lives.

FF. Faberry: "Rachel, don't do this! Don't ignore the subject, don't tiptoe around it. We need to talk." On a deserted road near Lima, Ohio, Rachel Berry broke Quinn Fabray's heart. Time has passed, Quinn has tried to move on, but when she accidentally meets Rachel again, is she going to be able to keep away, or is temptation too much?

It all started when Santana randomly drunk texted her. Now Rachel has to deal with an inebriated cheerleader who can't seem to make up her mind if she's angry, sad, or horny, all culminating in one excitingly confusing night. Pezberry goodness, one-shot.