"𝗢𝗵, 𝘀𝘄𝗲𝗲𝘁𝗵𝗲𝗮𝗿𝘁, 𝘆𝗼𝘂 𝗮𝗿𝗲 𝘀𝗼 𝗺𝘂𝗰𝗵 𝗺𝗼𝗿𝗲 𝘁𝗵𝗮𝗻 𝗮 𝗺𝗲𝗿𝗲 𝘄𝗶𝘁𝗰𝗵 𝗮𝗻𝗱 𝘄𝗲𝗿𝗲𝘄𝗼𝗹𝗳." Once born for the Throne, Destroyed by her own blood. Reincarnated into the future, The blood of fire shall forge with blood of the Hybrid. 𝐻𝑜𝑢𝑠𝑒 𝑜𝑓 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝐷𝑟𝑎𝑔𝑜𝑛 𝑥 𝑇ℎ𝑒 𝑉𝑎𝑚𝑝𝑖𝑟𝑒 𝐷𝑖𝑎𝑟𝑖𝑒𝑠 𝑁𝑦𝑟𝑎 𝐹𝑜𝑟𝑏𝑒𝑠 𝑥 𝐾𝑙𝑎𝑢𝑠 𝑀𝑖𝑘𝑎𝑒𝑙𝑠𝑜𝑛 𝑇𝑉𝐷 𝑠1－4 𝑇𝑂 𝑠1－5

"Smoking is bad, you know." The placid voice speaks up from the distant dark corner, nothing to see but a tall silhouette and an orange glow of a cigarette cherry. "It's the least of my problems," I murmur with my own between my lips, proceeding to feel the stagnant debris valley my throat when I suck delicately. He exhales a chuckle of cynical amusement, his footsteps getting every step clearer to my eardrums until I eventually sense body heat burning my back. "And why is that?" He whispers over my shoulder, hands inviting themselves to grip the railing in front of me so I become a prisoner between his inked arms. I swallow. "Because you'll be the one to kill me first." // Aven Brooks is hired to take pictures for the world-renown punk rock band known today as Duplicity; hoping the experience gets her into her most elite-dreamed university. However, when her lenses accidentally capture more than just cheeky sound checks and performances, she comes to a horrifying discovery that Duplicity is anything but a band. Appalled and frightened, she's trapped. *HIGHEST RANKINGS* #1 IN HARRYSTYLES #1 IN ONEDIRECTION ALL RIGHTS RESERVED TO @happydays1d NOT ALLOWING TRANSLATIONS! CONTAINS VULGAR LANGUAGE / DRUG ABUSE / SEXUAL CONTENT / DESCRIPTIVE VIOLENCE / MENTAL HEALTH READ AT OWN RISK!

Best Rankings Ever: #1 Joker #1 Batman #2 dc #2 BruceWayne #2 soulmates #6 fanfiction You've always wanted to know who your soulmate was. But while at work, you never thought it would be the bank robber wearing the scary Clown Mask. And you deffinetly didn't think it would be Gotham's new head criminal; The Joker. What are you to do when the lines to what is wrong and right are blurred. You discover that Gotham holds a darker secret. Who really is the bad guy? With your heart and mind battling against each other, you just might end up being crazy as he is. "You're mine, and mine alone. I will burn this city to the ground to have you. And anyone, especially that flying rat, will die for keeping you away from me." JokerXReader

I lived out of a van and wherever the wheels took me was my home. I danced with drunkards at the local country bar and I smoked cigarettes, staining them with my black cherry lipstick. I always had my head in the clouds, because I was a free spirit; my spirit was pure and I lived one day at a time. I was a lonely poet, constantly seeking for more but failing to put it in the right words. I knew that he was the one for me, from the very moment that I set my eyes on him. He was the kind of man I pictured to take my innocence. His tall and strong build made my small one feel safe around him, as if he were a shield from all the terrible things that the world could throw at me. Those big hands of his, God, I could imagine just the pleasure they could bring to me. The fact that he drank green tea, read the newspaper every dawn, that salt 'n' pepper hair of his, those aged lines on his face- he was like art; to me, he transcended poetry. I wore my emotions on my sleeves and he saw right through me, as he did with every other person. He read me like he did those words on the front page of his newspapers, but I didn't care. I wanted him to be my hero and I wanted to belong to him. I wanted him to take me in his arms and whisk me away, strip me of every bit of innocence even if it ruined me. It's true what they say, 'be careful what you wish for'. I hadn't known that a man like him was no saviour, even though he had warned me, I was in too deep already, too naïve and too in love with what I saw- that I had no idea the ruin that lay ahead as Massimiliano Esposito's woman. Poetry- as it had for all other great poets- led me to my destruction.

"I love you, Niklaus Mikaelson, okay? There are you happy now? I love-" I was cut off by his mouth smothering mine. "I love you, too, Destiny Gilbert. I always have, and I always will." Cover credit to @CharmedTwice who is absolutely fabulous and wanted to make the cover ❤️

⋱ɪɴ ᴡʜɪᴄʜ ᴛʜᴇ ɢɪʀʟ ᴡɪᴛʜ sᴇᴀ ɢʀᴇᴇɴ ᴇʏᴇs ɪs ʜɪs ᴋɴɪɢʜᴛ ɪɴ sʜɪɴɪɴɢ ᴀʀᴍᴏʀ. 🌌 ⋰ Percy used a washable marker to draw pink hearts on the hybrid's cheek, near his eye. "Really, love?" His eyes scanned over her features. Despite what she was doing to his face, he enjoyed the position. She was leaning in close to his face and her hand gently held his neck to keep him steady. "I thought you liked art," Percy grinned. Klaus kept his eyes on her lips. She bit her lip as she concentrated on her masterpiece. He responded to her words, "I don't typically like putting the art on my face, love." The demigod chuckled. "Well, get used to it." ☼☼☼ ᴏʀ ɪɴ ᴡʜɪᴄʜ, ᴘᴇʀsᴇᴘʜᴏɴᴇ ᴊᴀᴄᴋsᴏɴ ᴀsᴋs ᴋʟᴀᴜs ᴍɪᴋᴀᴇʟsᴏɴ ᴛᴏ sᴀʏ ʀᴀɴᴅᴏᴍ ᴡᴏʀᴅs ᴡɪᴛʜ ʜɪs ᴀᴄᴄᴇɴᴛ, ᴀɴᴅ ᴛʜᴇʏ ғᴀʟʟ ɪɴ ʟᴏᴠᴇ. ✦sᴇᴇɪɴɢ ʜɪs ᴅɪᴍᴘʟᴇs ᴍᴀᴅᴇ ʜᴇʀ sᴍɪʟᴇ, ʙᴜᴛ sᴇᴇɪɴɢ ʜᴇʀ ᴇʏᴇs ᴍᴀᴅᴇ ᴇᴠᴇʀʏᴛʜɪɴɢ ʜᴇ ᴇɴᴅᴜʀᴇᴅ ᴡᴏʀᴛʜᴡʜɪʟᴇ.✦ • ~ • ~ • ~ • Klaus Mikaelson x Percy Jackson (fem) This story takes place in Mystic falls during seasons 2-4 of the Vampire Diaries This is my first story but I hope at least some people don't hate it :)) I'll give you a cookie if you read it. 💙 ⋱Maybe Strawberries and Dinosaurs will be our Always. ⋰ - [ ᴄᴏᴍᴘʟᴇᴛᴇ ] Feb 3-July 12, 2021 @QueenShayOfFandoms

#1 in ROMANCE Started Jan. 2019 Completed April 2019 Rio fanfic [au] When a registered nurse of Detroit crashes her car into the car of a gangster, everything changes. Victoria Stone's life soon becomes lethally unraveled in the notorious gang leader's hands, due to his dangerous temper. And she is soon forced to work for him - in saving the lives of his fellow gang members. They're dangerous. But above all, Rio, this mysterious yet sexy gang leader tends to hold an immense dominant power over Victoria. And no matter how much she tries to pull away from him, eventually, his charming smile just keeps creeping back into her head. ❤️ Highest Ranking(s) within 2019: #1 in Rio #1 in Good Girls #1 in Adult Romance #1 in Manny Montana #1 in Thug #1 in Criminal #1 in Crash #1 in Gangster #1 in Adult Fiction #1 in Crime #1 in Action-Romance #1 in Forbidden Love #60 in Romance ❤️ 2020: #1 in Adult #2 in Passion #50 in Romance ❤️ 2021: #1 in Romance #6 in Must Read #1 in Murder #1 in Passion ❤️ 2022: #1 in Must Read #1 in Netflix ❤️ 2023: #16 in Love "This is amazing! You managed to fully catch Rio how he lives and breathes. The upbuilding excitement is an artwork, very beautiful and thrilling. This is amazing, thank you so much for this book!" - @Carterrio "Amazing, very climatic and steamy..." - @laura-n-3xx "Such a thrill! Love it." - @xxxPurplerosexxx "Amazing." - @cherylcherry3 "Omg... More please. I'm addicted to this story." - @Lucky_stars07 "I need more..." - @AceQueen12

❝ 𝐈 𝐇𝐎𝐏𝐄 𝐈 𝐖𝐀𝐒 𝐘𝐎𝐔𝐑 𝐅𝐀𝐕𝐎𝐑𝐈𝐓𝐄 𝐂𝐑𝐈𝐌𝐄. ❞ 18+ | He was an English teacher because he liked to criticize people. His stormy, gray eyes never dared to show emotion, his nose was always sharp with judgment, and his lips wouldn't make an effort to smile. 𝐂𝐎𝐍𝐑𝐀𝐃 𝐌𝐎𝐍𝐑𝐎𝐄 was 𝘯𝘰𝘵 the professor to mess with. She was an innocent student of his but had absolutely no filter. Perhaps that's what caught his attention at first. Along with her bubbly personality, terrible jokes, wild opinions, and gift in writing. Either way, he was interested. Not just in what she had to say, but in everything about her. 𝐂𝐎𝐕𝐄𝐘 𝐉𝐄𝐍𝐒𝐄𝐍 seemed like the last person to major in Creative Writing, but give her a pen and paper and she's the deepest person you'll ever meet. 𝙎𝙝𝙚 was hard to forget about once you meet her. 𝙃𝙚 was as closed off as he was addictive. 𝙏𝙝𝙞𝙨 was one hell of a dangerous road to go down. 𝐂𝐎𝐕𝐄𝐘. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ I back up towards the door and he slowly follows, a certain emotion coating over his gray eyes and registering in his complicated brain. "How old are you?" There's something dangerous about the glint in his features, something of an evil awakening. "Almost twenty," I mumble, my hands pressed up against the door. I look up into his dark and cloudy irises, my legs turning into jelly. "Why?" "Just making sure I'm not breaking too many rules at once." ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ 𝐀 𝐒𝐓𝐔𝐃𝐄𝐍𝐓-𝐓𝐄𝐀𝐂𝐇𝐄𝐑 𝐑𝐎𝐌𝐀𝐍𝐂𝐄. 𝙊𝙛 𝙛𝙤𝙧𝙗𝙞𝙙𝙙𝙚𝙣 𝙡𝙤𝙫𝙚. Does contain mature content. Read at your discretion. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

"Where the fuck is she?!?!" I yell at my men. They have to find her, I can't lose her. I see red and I want to kill everything and everyone that stands in my way. I punch as hard as I possibly can into the wall of my office. I feel the bones in my knuckle crackle and the wall shatter. Pulling my hand out of the hole that I've made into the wall. The raging anger inside me grows stronger when I can't find her. I need her to calm me down. To calm down the monster inside me. "She's gone, sir. We can't find her" One of my men tells me. He's shaking with fear. The fear he has of me. Taking my gun out of the holster of my belt. A loud echoing bang is heard as I shoot him between the eyes. His body falls down as crimson red blood begins to pour out of the bullet hole. I still feel the anger rise within me. I will find her, and I will not rest until I have her as mine.