In a world that moves too fast, she's learning to breathe slowly. To feel again. To let someone touch the parts of her she thought were long gone. There are no crowns here. No thrones. Just the quiet war of learning how to be held without flinching. She doesn't beg for safety. She creates it in silence. And when she kneels, it's not for weakness- it's because she trusts. But trust has a pulse. And it just might be hers. A story of shadows softened by light, of control given, not taken. Of healing whispered through touch, and love written in silence. This isn't where the pain begins. It's where it learns to rest. ⚠️ WARNING ⚠️ : EMOTIONAL INTIMACY SUBSPACE SLOW-BURN HEALING TRIGGERING THEMES (VULNERABILITY, TRUST, PAST TRAUMA) 🔴 Tops: 🔴 1. Save haven 8/1/2026 1. Cozy vibes 8/1/2026 1. Soft dark 8/1/2026 1. Trustworthy 8/1/2026 1. Soft dominance 19/1/2026 1. Healing through love 19/1/2026 2. Wlw 3/1/2026

So apparently, the Shadow World has rules. That's cute. I'm Ayme Espinoza. Daughter of Poseidon. No angel blood. No heavenly permission slip. No interest in kneeling for a system that wasn't built for me in the first place. And yet their runes burn brighter on my skin than they do on theirs. Demons fall faster when I'm in the room. Magic shifts differently around me. Like it knows what I am. They don't like that. Selene's my cousin. She didn't grow up in the demigod world. She grew up somewhere else - in stone castles and whispered spells and a war most people pretend didn't happen. Now she stands in two worlds at once. The one of gods... and the one of wands. She doesn't have angel blood either. What runs through her veins is older than their angels. Older than their laws. Quiet. Cold. Powerful in a way that doesn't need to shout. She's still learning this world. I'm teaching her how to survive it. Then a hunt goes wrong. Something ancient surfaces - something that doesn't bow to runes or angelic hierarchy. And it doesn't react to them. It reacts to us. Now the watching has started. The measuring. The quiet attempts to decide what we're worth. Here's the thing. You can build walls. You can write laws. You can carve symbols into your skin and call it order. But the sea doesn't kneel. And neither do I. ⚠️ I do not claim ownership over any canon characters, settings, or source material referenced in this story. All rights belong to their respective creators. Ayme Espinoza, Selene Lestrange, and original storyline elements are my original creations. ⚠️

Y/n L/n was your everyday boy; helping out his family, caring for his younger brother, cooking with mother, and collecting wood with father. He was happy with this, although he never shows it, but it's not like he can. Y/n never cried, nor has he ever smiled. It's not like he doesn't want to, he just can't. That was until one day a demon entered the family. One that Y/n thought was a human. Oh, how wrong he was. How wrong the L/n family was. He cried for the first time that day. 「︎demon slayer x male reader」︎ 「︎OLD, VERY OLD」︎ 「︎completed ✔︎」︎

In the heart of 1959 London, a woman with siren eyes and dusk-toned hair sits alone in a candlelit bar-timeless, ethereal, and haunted by centuries of memory. She is the thread that once bound a legendary family together. But peace never lasts for a Mikaelson. When a stranger delivers a cryptic message, her quiet exile shatters. Trust placed in a beloved brother turns to betrayal, and for the first time in a thousand years, she falls-not to war, but to family. Her name is Seraphina Estrael Mikaelson. Born of Esther and Mikael, younger than Elijah and Klaus but older than Rebekah and Kol, she was their light, their protector, their warrior. But even fire can be extinguished. Will she rise again, keep her fractured family from crumbling, and survive the threats that shadow her every step? Or will the flame between the shadows finally be snuffed out?

What if before Andy there was another immortal? And what if that immortal and Andy had a relationship before the woman lost her immortality and died? Welcome to the life of Diana of Pompeii, the legendary warrior. Diana was born in 8.064 B.C... more or less, but she didn't meet Andy until 3.010 B.C. They fought against each other for years, until they decided to join forces and become a team. Eventually, after a lot of years of being only the two of them, they fell in love. But, just like Lykon, Diana's time came to an end, and she died in 1086 A.C during a brutal battle. What Diana didn't expect was to wake up again after more than 500 years, with her immortality intact. She has spent the last centuries trying to find her lover. So what will happen when she finds a very drunk immortal who was once part of Andromache's team? Set after the events of The Old Guard 1. An Andromache×OC story

Life and death lie close together. The smallest things can push people towards one or the other. But sometimes those things aren't that small. Percy Jackson has seen far too much in her short life. So it shouldn't be surprising when she takes the route she does. And it shouldn't be surprising that the gods don't want to lose a weapon. Stuck in what will hopefully be her last quest, Percy must deal with the repercussions of her actions.

They were more than idols. Zoey, Mira and Rumi-international pop sensations by day, secret demon hunters by night. Their strength was unity, their power came from the Honmoon: a magical bond rooted in love, trust, and sacred duty. But when darkness threatens to shatter everything they've built, Celine introduces a final piece to their survival-someone unlike anyone they've ever known. Y/N was trained to fight, not to feel. Raised by a hunter, sculpted by blood and discipline, she was never meant to belong to anyone-until them. Her presence is powerful, her silence louder than words, and her loyalty... unconditional. She doesn't sing. She doesn't dance. But she'd burn the world to protect them. A marriage forged for protection. A bond tested by doubt. And a love deeper than fate itself. Three stars, one flame. Bound by blood. Chosen by love. Gip story

Sayuri Fuyuzuki, The Frost Pillar also known as Muichiro Tokito's well known girlfriend. She has been sent off to a mission where demon slayers has recently went missing. Who know? Maybe she went missing too after the encounter?

The sequel to 'How did I get here again...?', so if you find this story first, I recommend you read that one before reading this one! . . . After the discovery of how she found herself in this new era, (Y/N) spots a familiar face when at the Hero's License exam. This face wasn't just some person she had seen before, not that she would have remembered them, but a face she couldn't first catch the name of. A face that looked like one of her old 'colleagues'. A face that belonged to the boy named Genya Shinazugawa... . . . I would like thank everyone who read the prequel for this fanfic and for all your support! I hope to finish the rest of the story with this book alone, so it may be longer than the last one. Thank you all again and thank you to those who have also chosen to read this one! The pictures on the cover are from Pinterest, but I have edited them slightly, so credits to the original artists! I don't own any Mha or Kny characters. You are obviously you, so I don't own you either! Now, please enjoy!