Throughout the last thousand years of being a vampire, everyone always thought that Niklaus Mikaelson was merciless, heartless. What they don't know, is that he has a heart, but it's reserved for one person. His wife of over a thousand years, the Original Wife, Isa Mikaelson. Join Nik and Isa on adventures you're all familiar with; battling the residents of Mystic Falls to battling their own family to Nik battling his own fears as he prepares to become a father to his daughter, Hope Anee Mikaelson. And a few adventures that you aren't familiar with. Do you dare to read it as Isa dared to fall in love with Niklaus? #1 in klausmikaelson #1 in klauslovestory #1 in freyamikaelson #1 in theoriginals #1 in vampire #1 in hopemikaelson #1 in vampirediaries #1 in witch #1 in hybrid #1 in tvd #1 in themikaelsons #1 in salvatore #3 in kolmikaelson #4 in katherinepierce #6 in werewolf #6 in elijahmikaelson #7 in finnmikaelson #9 in wife #10 in thevampirediaries #253 in love (Vampire Diaries and The Originals) (A/N: I suck at descriptions. Also still in the process of editing so chapters might change a tiny bit. The story is actually only 166 chapters, the rest are one-shots. This is my first fanfiction so please be nice) (DISCLAIMER: I don't own the Vampire Diaries or The Originals plot lines or characters! I only own Isa and the original scenes that I have written.)

The greatest Shadowhunter of his generation is what they say about the legendary Jace Wayland. But, what you don't know, is that they also say the same of his twin sister, Serena. For Serena is many things. She is the Clave Envoy to Downworlders. She is the parabatai to Isabelle Lightwood. And Serena herself, is a Lightwood, because she's married to none other than Alec Lightwood. Having grown up together, the four of them made a promise that whenever they go on a mission, four go in and four come out. Join them as they fight to keep that promise when their world is turned upside down by the introduction of Clary Fairchild, the fiery daughter of the biggest threat to the Shadow World, Valentine Morgenstern. Will they stay together? And above all, will they stay alive? #1 in aleclightwood #1 in isabellelightwood #1 in jacewayland #1 in cityofbones #1 in valentinemorgenstern #1 in jonathanmorgenstern #1 in shadowhuntersfanfiction #1 in magnusbane #1 in lightwood #1 in shadowhunters #1 in downworlders #1 in themortalinstruments #1 in claryfairchild #5 in magic #9 in demons (Seasons 1-3) (Disclaimer: I don't own any of the characters or the plotline. I only own Serena and any original scenes and dialogue I've written.) (A/N: Would like to note that I have nothing against Alec being gay or Malec, I love them, this was just an idea that popped into my head, so please don't hate. Also, I still suck at descriptions but we're not surprised.)

Olivia Windsor is a famed fashion model and socialite living in New York City. With her radiant looks and slender frame, the twenty-two-year-old is the face of highly coveted editorials. Olivia effortlessly follows the stringent requirements of the model industry, until one serendipitous night when her entire life changed. Parker Baylor, the new team captain for the New York Blaze, is at the all time high of his career. As one of the best professional hockey players in the NHL and the most eligible bachelor in the city, he's living the high life of a twenty-five-year-old. That all comes to an end with one run-in with an enticing brunette. Who would have expected their single encounter to result in a lifelong bind? ** undergoing major editing **

Revenge. I'm familiar with it. You have to be when you're the firstborn son of a notorious mafia leader. Death and vengeance have been the very foundations of my life. So who in their fucking mind would be stupid enough to cross me? My brother and I have been wrongfully convicted of a crime we didn't commit. We know who is behind this. We bid our time behind bars, planned and prepared for the day we got out. Now we're free and hungry for redemption. I know what must be done. I know whose blood will be spilled. But before I go after him, I'll go after his daughter. I never said I play fair. *Book one in the Marino Brothers Duet. Rated 18+ due to explicit language, sex, and violence.*

Years before his birth, it was prophesised that his soul would never be whole, that his heart would never beat in rhythm to his other half. Micajah was born with a dark soul, a soul that was corrupt. A soul that was more wolf than human. A soul incomplete. Nothing but an imperfect creation that walks earth. He will never have a true mate. When his turn to rule the wolf kingdom arises, after the death of his mother, he is forced to choose a female that has already been rejected from her true mate. Alongside his rise to the throne, the wolf kingdom begins to tear itself apart. An uprising begins. No one wants a creature, hated by the Moon Goddess herself, to rule. Even if he is the only royal heir by blood. Even if it is what tradition dictates. A male more beast than man, can never yield humanity, let alone love. But humanity can be learnt, and love seizes all - even those with corrupt souls.

Reece smirked, "Trust me Chloe, the good girl always falls for the bad boy." Chloe Armel is a good girl. She never gets in trouble, gets excellent grades and is loved by everyone. Enter Reece. Wild, badass and has an ego that honestly couldn't get any bigger. He gets into fights, breaks every single rule and couldn't care less about the consequences that come with it. When Chloe's parents leave to treat sick children in Cambodia for two weeks, she is forced to stay at her neighbour's house. Her neighbour has a son, and it's Reece Carter. Sneaking out. Parties. Drinks. Hash Brownies. Flirting. Breaking the law...and road trips. Add a few shots of Cupid's arrows and what have we got? No clue. All we know is, it'll be unforgettable.

"Come to sit on my lap again?" • • • It's that time of the year again, and people are all waiting for Santa to come by with their presents. Hazel is living a humdrum life in her small hometown, doing nothing in particular when a certain Santa Claus asks her if she wants to sit on his lap. Brown eyes, chocolate hair and abs carved like stone, Nick is nothing like the traditional Santa you know, yet he still straps on the beard and red suit. In town for just the season, Hazel slowly discovers there's more to Nick Saint than what meets the eye. Peeling back one layer at a time (like a Christmas present) she uncovers what truly lies beneath that red suit of his and finds herself in shock at the result. As the saying goes... Santa smirks because he knows where all the naughty girls live... And he was smirking at Hazel.

"If you turn your back to me again, you better be bending over, sweetheart." *** Everyone warns you about boys who go looking for troubles, who have bruised knuckles and split lips, whose eyes are so dark that it seems like they could swallow oceans and come out alive, about the boys who look like danger, but no one warns about boys who stay silent for way too long, or ones with rings under their eyes, boys with sad eyes and boys who whisper things so sweet, so quietly that you wonder if he was an angel. Everyone warns you about the bad boys, but no one seems to warn you about the broken ones. Bar Red was a broken boy who finally finds someone to help mend his scattered pieces. Everyone saw him as the untrustworthy, unstable beast who was more than willing to punch anyone's face in. Swear words and bad habits mixed with smirks and wicked grins are enough to ward anyone off. But, apparently for Clementine, that's exactly what pulls her in. She has no clue what she's getting into but she's about to find out. She wasn't innocent, not by far, but she had dignity, a warm aura, niceness, and stubbornness that could rival a mule. Mix that with Bar's possessiveness and overprotective behavior, some interesting situations will definitely arise. Adding in the fact that Clementine had to tutor Bar for the rest of the school year and his almost instinctual urge to be apart of her life, they are bound to get close. Bar swears, Clementine hates it. He fights, she glares while bandaging up his knuckles. She reads instead of eats and he refuses dinner until she joins him. He is rude and she ignores him until he apologizes. Both, easily, frustrate the other while simultaneously falling into love. Broken boys are the only ones that can fix themselves so will this broken boy manage to do so before he drives away the one girl who wiggled her way past every barrier? This is the story of a broken bad boy clashing with the sad good girl. * #1 in the Red series Stand alone

"I could nibble at your nose... or at your ear... or at your lips... or..." • • • It's December, and Jack Frost has just come to town. Literally. Summer is one of those people who hates winter. Not just because she was named after the opposite season, but because she hated the cold with a burning passion. But when a stunning man with silver hair, frosty blue eyes and a jovial charm walks into her coffee shop, ordering an iced caramel macchiato with extra ice, she suddenly finds it hard to hate the cold. Especially when (despite his constant cold hands) he always seems to burn her with his touch. Something seems off about him, and Summer is not mistaken. Jack Frost is known for bringing on the cold, but Summer is about to learn that he sure as hell knows how to turn on the heat, too.

Carly Atwood always remembered the man that used to live in the loft above the barn when she was a little girl. John was her childhood crush, he was the guy she wrote about in her diary, and when he left her in his army greens, he was the first man she ever cried for. Nine years later, Carly isn't the eleven year-old girl John left behind. She grew up and moved on with her life, taking over the Atwood Ranch following her father's death. John isn't the man he used to be either; physically and emotionally scarred following his last deployment in Afghanistan, John is returning to the only place he ever called home, back to the loft above the barn and to the pretty blonde girl that's been holding onto his dog tags for all these years. ----- Title inspired by the song of the same name by Tim McGraw.