Heaven is not fit to house a love Like you and I. Tommy Shelby / oc. Peaky Blinders. 2025 © bridalshowers cover by @freaklowden

- Maira Costov had only ever known one life. A life where she was nothing more than a cartographer in the first army and second army. But what happens when she unleashes a power the whole world knew about? A power that was written in Sankt Ilya's prophecy. A power the Darkling had been looking for longer than a Sun Summoner - 𝘉𝘰𝘰𝘬 𝘐 𝘰𝘧 𝘐𝘐𝘐 | PREQUEL TO SHADOW AND BONE 【Version I started 10\03\2021- 11\10\21】 【Version II started 05\30\22 - 04\16\23 】 All credits go to Leigh Bardugo!

"𝘏𝘢𝘷𝘦 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘳 𝘵𝘩𝘰𝘶𝘨𝘩𝘵 𝘢𝘣𝘰𝘶𝘵 𝘩𝘰𝘸 𝘐 𝘸𝘰𝘶𝘭𝘥 𝘧𝘦𝘦𝘭 𝘪𝘧 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘯𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘳 𝘤𝘢𝘮𝘦 𝘩𝘰𝘮𝘦?" 𝘛𝘩𝘦 𝘢𝘯𝘨𝘦𝘳 𝘪𝘯 𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘦𝘺𝘦𝘴 𝘥𝘪𝘴𝘴𝘪𝘱𝘢𝘵𝘦𝘥 𝘶𝘯𝘵𝘪𝘭 𝘢𝘭𝘭 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘸𝘢𝘴 𝘱𝘳𝘦𝘴𝘦𝘯𝘵 𝘸𝘢𝘴 𝘩𝘦𝘢𝘳𝘵𝘣𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘬. "𝘌𝘷𝘦𝘳𝘺 𝘥𝘢𝘺. 𝘐𝘵 𝘸𝘢𝘴 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘴𝘰𝘯 𝘸𝘩𝘺 𝘐 𝘬𝘦𝘱𝘵 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘢𝘵 𝘢𝘳𝘮'𝘴 𝘭𝘦𝘯𝘨𝘵𝘩." Highest Rankings: #1 in JamesNorrington - 4/11/2024 #2 in WillTurner - 5/2/2024 #1 in OrlandoBloom - 9/5/2024 #3 in JackSparrow - 10/13/2024 #5 in PiratesoftheCaribbean -8/19/2025

Darlene, a young woman from france, married to the rigid Lord Beckett, defies the stiff social rules of the british empire, by sailing the seas with her husband. Being the only one to really have the ability to defy him, they soon grow to be a very strong couple. But will they be able to survive the high sea? This story is set before the original POTC takes place. I do not own any character of the POTC world, but I will use some of them in my story. Have fun reading it.

"Crowns topple easily. Thrones crumble like dust. Hearts cease to beat. Thorns draw blood." In a country torn into two, there should have been no room for mistakes. Especially not at the very core of the royal family. That was what she was. Yes, a Lantsov but a witch. Bloodletter. Grisha. In the darkness he longs for the country that had been his home for a great many years. A country that had branded him a heretic, a monster driven by greed, a traitor. Even in hiding, he yearns and yearns. For what, he did not know. But he soon will. A stain of red in an otherwise pristine white cloth. Either cut it out or cut yourself. ▪︎•▪︎•▪︎• The events of this book take place generations prior to Shadow and Bone. A few generations after the Fold was created. (Based on the books from the Grishaverse)

Where has Scarlett been the past six months? What has she been doing? Who has she been doing? And what about Tommy and Grace. Are they happy in their marriage? Still getting ready for a new baby? How many enemies will they face this time? New and old. Do they all receive black hands? Is that what brings Scarlett back? Will Tommy and Scarlett ever come back to each other? "It's okay. It's okay. This was bound to happen....you were my epic love.....and the one thing I regret is not getting to love you for a lifetime. I...love you. Promise me you'll never forget that." Hey guys! This is book two to American Angel. Sticking to the same cover because it's just easier for you guys to see it's book two!! So many exciting things happening. Enemies you probably forgot about, so get ready for love and torture. Who will make it out alive? Will anyone? I really hope you enjoy! Love all of you!🖤

𝑫𝑹𝑰𝑭𝑻 /drɪft/ 𝒕𝒐 𝒃𝒆 𝒄𝒂𝒓𝒓𝒊𝒆𝒅 𝒔𝒍𝒐𝒘𝒍𝒚 𝒃𝒚 𝒂 𝒄𝒖𝒓𝒓𝒆𝒏𝒕 𝒐𝒇 𝒂𝒊𝒓 𝒐𝒓 𝒘𝒂𝒕𝒆𝒓 Aruna was saints gift to this earth. She was the embodiment of pure kindness, no one in the Little Palace or Grand Palace could say a single bad thing about Aruna. She jumped at every opportunity to help anyone, just out of the kindness in her heart. She was a rare gem, not just because of her pure and kind heart but from the unique colour of her kefta. The black kefta with silver embroidery that's shined blue in sunlight was unique to her. No one could even find it in their heart to hate her for it. They tried, but she was just too kind, The Darkling himself tried to talk her into a full black kefta, but she settled for a sliver and black one, purely because she didn't want others to be jealous. The grisha protected their little moon summoner with their life, she was like a little sister to most, to the little grisha she was a kinda and caring mother figure, others she was the object of their affection. One of these people was the Darkling himself, after all the moon needs the dark to shine. And it is hard to stay afloat when your soul drifts away. But will the sun shine brighter?

When River crosses paths with a man who speaks to every hidden hunger inside her, their connection spirals into an all-consuming pull neither of them can resist-but is she Grayson's salvation... or his ruin? *** Everyone in River Avelle's hometown knows about Grayson Maddox-the troubled bad boy who almost killed another student in the middle of the school hallway. Those who look into Grayson's eyes only see pure fury and hatred. They all think he's beyond redemption, even Grayson himself. But not River. As the seemingly perfect good girl, River saw something more in those alluring grey eyes. Something worth holding onto. From the first time their eyes connect, both Grayson and River feel the intense, undeniable attraction between them...but neither of them understand what's pulling them together so fiercely. The closer they get and the more vulnerable they become, River has to wonder: is she saving Grayson from his darkness? Or is she just pulling him further into hers? *** He tips my head toward his with his index finger, keeping my eyes trained on him and driving me crazy with the primal look on his face. His grey eyes look heavy, filled with dark desire, and a shock runs up through my core. Everything around us disappears and all I can sense is him and the hardness pressing between my legs. "What are you doing to me, River?" he whispers, his voice raspy and utterly captivated. His face is lowering and I'm closing my eyes, waiting for soft lips to press against mine. My whole body is on fire as I hold my breath for his touch. *** Cover by @strayin

Everyone knew the cliché. It wasn't a secret. Cold hearted Slytherin falls for a warm and overly loud Gryffindor. That wasn't Beatrice's case. She was the cold hearted Slytherin, but the simple concept of love bored her to death. She had known love, yes. But not the kind he was offering. Love at first sight? She probably would have laughed on anyone's face who dared mention the most classic trope of them all. "Utter bullshit," she answered every single time. Until, it happened to her and struck her between her sapphire eyes like a stunning spell. Tumbling down everything that she had ever known and believed in. But she was stubborn. And so was he. Disclaimer: I only own the characters that I created, everything else belongs to she who must not be named. This fanfic does not follow the events of the books and only contains certain aspects of it since it is an AU. We do not support JKR's beliefs in this household so if you do please kindly get out.

Only the good die young...or do they? - July 17th, 1918 - Gunshots are fired, screams are heard, and Russia's last Tsar crumples to the ground. Yakov Yurosky is confident his plan to destroy the Romanov family has succeeded. But what happens when backs are turned? What happens when there is one person willing to risk their life to save another - and what happens when that life so happens to belong to Anastasia Nikolaevna Romanov, Russia's very last Grand Duchess...