"It was supposed to be a one-time thing, a mistake. But, when you're a vampire, life is blood and blood binds." Red flags! Rate M. Delicious M. Klaus and Caroline are just way too perfect to resist, so here I am at last with my first and proper multi-chaptered story about them. It basically starts at the beginning of season five of The Vampire Diaries but I'm changing a few things, especially the whole The Originals plot, which is definitely not going to happen here (as far as I'm concerned, Klaus only ever went to New Orleans to deal with Marcel and the witches situation there and that's it). The rest, you will have to read to find out. *winks* Written by: https://m.fanfiction.net/s/9847188/1/Red-Passion https://m.fanfiction.net/u/1797332/

Book 1 of the North Dragons series Indigo Artemis North - more commonly known as the legendary 'Dragon Master' - runs the Dragon Sanctuary, an elusive and much sought after home for her partners who together form a Pack. But will a Death Song attack on the infamous Isle of Berk - a place where people know her past when she wishes they didn't - reveal her true identity and the location of the sanctuary?

Book 2 of the North Dragons series Indigo Artemis North - more commonly known as the legendary 'Dragon Master' - loses a mother figure from her life when she and Valka end up in a fight in which Valka refuses to see her again. Indigo starts turning to the closest thing she has to a father figure until a mysterious creature from her past rips her from the skies

A child born from a miracle was named Perseus Jackson. His mother, a loving mortal with the gift of sight, brought together both aspects of the Ocean, combining Poseidon and Neptune into a single being, born from her love. Something never done before, nor heard of. A child armed with the powers from both personas of the sea, knew nothing of the truth. He'd inherited, not only the power to subjugate water, but to charm with his songs like the tides of the sea, an ability exclusive only to the rarest children of Neptune. He was a siren. After unleashing his powers one day, the world realized that he held much greater power than once perceived. But he had to hide it. Such authority was unwelcomed in a world where survival was a fight. One slip up and they would know that he was not normal, even among children considered abnormal- Demigods. It was the beginning of a silent song. It could heal; it could destroy. And the melody was controlled by Percy Jackson, the one demigod who wanted nothing more than peace and quiet.

[Completed] 🪶 First Installment of the Olympian Series Percy Jackson is forced to become an Olympian God by the Fates themselves. How does he handle being an Olympian? What about his new brother? Can he face a face of his past? Will his darker side show when Earth faces an unvanquished threat? *some swearing included* *trigger topics of abuse included* *topics of death and loss included* *topic of torture briefly included* Further Details: ~percabeth~ ~no pertemis~ ~solangelo when I can include it~ ~no betrayal~ ~Chaos is a minor character~ ~no additional powers after godhood~ ~takes place after second giant war~ ~takes place before Trails of Apollo~ ~Apollo is not missing or mortal~ ~fight scenes are not my forte~ Side Note: If you have felt or experienced something I included in this story and feel that my writing inaccurately reflects how someone would feel/react in/to a situation, I sincerely apologize. Disclaimers Apply to Entire Story: I do not own any of the characters from the Percy Jackson series. All characters and plots from said series belong to Rick Riordan. Characters/plots referenced via allusions to other novels/works belong to their respective authors. This plot, though cliché at times, belongs to me. All OCs belong to me.

❝ You're cute! ❞ ❝ I AM NOT BLOODY CUTE. I'M KLAUS MIKAELSON, THE ORIGINAL HYBRID ❞ in which klaus mikaelson meets his match. [ editing ] [ season two! tvd ] highest ranks ! #1 in thevampirediaries #1 in theoriginals #1 in klausmikaelson #1 in elijahmikaelson #1 in siren

PART II Davina and Kol just went to Mystic Falls to check in on their niece and research a mysterious dark object that just appeared on their kitchen counter. Next thing Davina knew she was waking up the day after the Harvest, and last thing she clearly remembered was dying. Now she's stuck in her 16 year old body! Well... Since she's here she might as well fix things before the Mikaelsons can mess it up, again. History isn't stuck on repeat after all. *Writer Note: I'm The Original Author of The Vixen & the Fox, I'm Only Posting It Here For Those Who Started Enjoying It This Is Not My Preferred Platform*

PART I Davina and Kol just went to Mystic Falls to check in on their niece and research a mysterious dark object that just appeared on their kitchen counter. Next thing Davina knew she was waking up the day after the Harvest, and last thing she clearly remembered was dying. Now she's stuck in her 16 year old body! Well... Since she's here she might as well fix things before the Mikaelsons can mess it up, again. History isn't stuck on repeat after all. *Writer Note: I'm The Original Author of The Vixen & the Fox, I'm Only Posting It Here For Those Who Started Enjoying It This Is Not My Preferred Platform*

She had lived a long life. Most of it was spent running from herself and her past, but the past has a strange way of catching up to us. And now, three thousand years after the war was over, the shadow caught up with the world. It began when the lost Ring was once more found. It was time for the free world to make a decision. Word reached her from Imladris calling her back. Against her better judgment she went. Due to the wish of her old friend, she attended the council where the future was to be decided. After years of solitude Lia joined the so called Fellowship of the Ring on their long and dangerous journey to Mount Doom. She was a fine warrior and yet even she was not imune to darkness. When the dark of her past catched up to her, Lia had to make sure her demons would not stand in the way of protecting the Middle Earth. Even at the cost of her life, of her heart. Even if it cost her everything, she would do what she judges to be right in order to save Arda. Nothing would stand in her way of protecting all those she loved. Disclaimer: I do not own any of LOTR characters or plot. The girl on the cover is Elle Fanning. The cover was made by @Nicky__Nicole

"You talk too much elf-boy," Arya muttered, her voice hoarse from all the screaming she had done due to the pain of her injuries. Legolas scrunched up his nose in disdain of the nickname, but a smile soon found his way onto his face. "I am not a boy." Her eyes opened then, and her familiar hazel eyes met his striking blue ones. A small smile made itself present on her face as she looked at him, a twinkle of mischief evident in her eyes. "No. You are not." ¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨ Arya woke up some years ago with a grey-haired wizard leaning over her. She had no memories, no indications that told her who or what she was. With the outer appearances of an elf, but eyes that flash orange and strange symbols that appear on her skin - no one seems able to tell her anything about her past. She joined the quest of Thorin's dwarven company to have something to do, and she quickly became a part of their group. After a long and arduous journey but still a far away from the mountain they stumble into trouble. And whom is there to save her, but a certain Mirkwood prince with long blond hair and a pair of startling blue eyes. With one of them bursting with light, and the other filled with darkness their story will be anything but easy. Feelings, however, are hard to suppress, and with a war brewing on the horizon they might not have a lot of time. Read on if: You would like to figure out what Arya is. You would like to see one of Tolkiens beloved characters discover love. You love dwarves, elves, hobbits and wizards You love Middle-Earth You just want to read it for the heck of it You do not have anything better to do ...Just please do it? Please and thank you.