The youngest Mikaelson and the oldest Salvatore meet under unlikely circumstances and fall in love. [SEASON TWO - THE VAMPIRE DIARIES] [BOOK ONE OF THE ARABELLA SERIES] [COVER BY: @voluntears] SEQUEL IS NOW PUBLISHED, 'The Family Jewels' #43 in Fanfiction - 7/24/16 holly james © 2016 *this story was first written in 2015, when the writer was a wee 14 year old. it has not been edited since. the writer has no plans to go back and edit. please keep that in mind and read at your own risk lol*

The Wildest Mikaelson... The Happy Homicidal Maniac... The Willy Fox... The Worst of the Worst... All names used to describe the youngest Mikaelson brother. Throughout his long life, Kol fancied himself the black sheep of the family, believing that his siblings considered him more of a nuisance than a brother. When Kol woke up after being daggered a century, he couldn't wait to leave Mystic Falls and his siblings behind. What Kol hadn't expected was to find an annoying young woman living in his older brother's house; even less did he expect said woman to possess a magic so fascinating that he simply couldn't leave until he'd found out what hid behind those innocent blue eyes.

In which the older Salvatore falls for the one girl he can't compel, can't figure out, and can't stop thinking about. OR In which Damon Salvatore is connected to someone with unusual abilities. CONTAINS MATURE CONTENT 18+

🎐◜﹒── ⌗﹑𝒃𝒂𝒃𝒚, 𝒊 𝒘𝒐𝒖𝒍𝒅 𝒇𝒂𝒍𝒍 𝒇𝒓𝒐𝒎 𝒈𝒓𝒂𝒄𝒆, 𝒋𝒖𝒔𝒕 𝒕𝒐 𝒕𝒐𝒖𝒄𝒉 𝒚𝒐𝒖𝒓 𝒇𝒂𝒄𝒆﹑💋﹗˖° ﹢💿﹒ ✦ forbidden love ,, legacy of gods. ⊹﹒ ꒱ 🚬 ★ GOD OF PRIDE ⸝⸝ thxnderous!

Jungkook: "What is love? Such a stupid thing to exist. I hate it in all its various forms. Yet when I see you, I want to love every inch of your body. But I also want to destroy you for coming in my way and for making me feel this way."

She walked in the university's backyard where she called him to meet her she clutched over the paper bag in her hand tightly. He was already there looking at her with cool gaze. "What happened? Why did you call me here?" he asked, his voice as blunt and cold as ever. She swallowed hard, forcing her feet to move closer as she held the bag out to him with both hands. "H-happy g-graduation... s-sunbae," she stammered, avoiding his gaze. His brows twitched, just slightly, and he reached out to take the bag. Pulling out the contents, he revealed a silver-colored watch-minimalistic yet elegant. It wasn't branded, wasn't flashy, but there was something about it-something simple and thoughtful. He stared at it for a moment longer than she expected. "It's... nice," he said flatly. His voice remained emotionless, but his fingers lingered on the watch as if it surprised him. Her shoulders slumped. She looked down, eyes dimming, convinced he didn't like it. Maybe it was too cheap. Maybe she was stupid to even try. But then, his voice dropped again-deeper this time, almost commanding. "Come here. I'll give you a return gift." Her head snapped up, eyes wide. "W-what?" "Come. Here." His eyes didn't waver, and though his tone was still unreadable, something flickered behind it. With hesitant steps, she moved closer, her heart pounding erratically. Before she could say a word, his arm slipped around her waist in one swift motion, firm and unrelenting. A gasp escaped her lips, but it was silenced just as quickly- He pulled her flush against him, and without warning, his lips crashed down on hers. It wasn't sweet. It wasn't gentle. It was possessive. Intense. Like he had been holding back and finally lost control. And in that fleeting, breath-stealing moment, Hwang Jane had no idea- That this kiss wasn't a thank you. It was the beginning of his obsession. and this was the starting of him being obsessed with a little girl who had a huge crush on him

He ruled the werewolf community yet he was a mere 24 in human years, His lack of a mate caused him to be cold hearted, mean and ruthless. She was everybody's dream girl, with her luscious blonde flowing hair and unique eyes, everyone wanted her, but no one could have her but him. When he later eyes on the petite human, he instantly knew she was his, he needed to feel her touch, he needed to hear her voice, He need her. THIS IS A FAST PACED STORY!!

Conrad Rosser is a Beta's daughter in a society where each rank is matched within itself. Werewolves are creatures of habit. They stick to what they know, and they don't venture from it very often - why would they? Fate takes the guesswork out of it all, and Conrad is okay with that; until it shoves her with an Alpha who's none too happy about breaking tradition.

18+ Content Warning! *Completed* "If you tell me information on where my brother is, you'll both be free." He looks between us, his eyes dark. "Otherwise I'm going to take Dove upstairs and I'm going to fuck her." *** One night, Dove sneaks away. Deep in an unfamiliar pack, she attends the grandest party of the year hosted by the notorious Alpha Varian. There she in indulges in a night of sin at his hand, experiencing pleasure unlike anything she has felt before. However, Dove is the daughter of her own Alpha's war advisor. An Alpha she has had a torrid affair with for months, and who is Alpha Varian's enemy. When Alpha Varian's forces invade her home pack, she is whirled back into his clutches, where she learns the price of pleasure, and the inescapable bond forming between a man who is supposed to be her enemy.

"Well, Miss Troublemaker is my mate." He says, looking at her. "What?" Both Desmond and Edward say. "Have you fed her when you had her? I can hear her stomach growling." Sebastian asked them with even more rage. "We tried to, but she didn't want to eat." They stuttered. I took this as a perfect example to run. I ran quickly, closing the double doors behind me and a took seat nearby, shoving it into handles, and took off running. I knew it wouldn't hold them for long. I felt my heart beating out of my chest. "Hey! Where are you going?" A elf enforcer calls out. "Just forgot something." I say running. "Stop running." He shouts out, not chasing me. I see a crowd of people I blend into and run outside, my legs pumping quickly. I run into the woods, the branches crushed under my feet, but if I didn't care, I needed to create distance. I was far from my house, so I needed to get going. Updated weekly Friday DOMINATE MAN BDSM-style thinking from the male! Dark romance????? Not edited.