ᴠᴀᴍᴘɪʀᴇ ᴄʜʀᴏɴɪᴄʟᴇꜱ ʏᴀɴᴅᴇʀᴇ ᴠᴀʀɪᴏᴜꜱ [Erotica with story] Two husbands. One runaway wife. No dignity left. Daniel Molloy expected a vampire interview. He did not expect Lestat de Lioncourt and Louis de Pointe du Lac sitting in a ruined penthouse, crying into microphones and begging their runaway wife to come home. Her real name is Shivani. To Lestat, she was Liliana, the woman chained beside him in Magnus' tower, his first love, first wife, and first obsession. To Louis, she was his maker, his salvation, and the woman he chose damnation for. They were her husbands. Not each other's lovers. Never that. Now Shivani has left them, taken Claudia, blocked every number, burned every letter, and disappeared from their lives. So naturally, the two most dramatic vampires alive decide to win her back through a public interview. But Lestat and Louis are not the only monsters who want her. Gabrielle watches her. Marius admires her. Armand worships her. And Shivani? Shivani just wanted peace. Too bad every beautiful immortal man she meets mistakes her for religion.

BOOK 1 Olivia Summers has spent her entire life loving Nathan Scott. Not from afar. Not secretly from the back of a crowded gym. But from right beside him. She's been there for every win, every loss, every fight with Dan Scott, and every moment Nathan needed someone in his corner. While the rest of Tree Hill saw the star basketball player, Olivia saw the boy underneath it all. Unfortunately, Nathan has only ever seen her as his best friend. After years of waiting for him to notice her, Olivia finally decides it's time to move on. And that's when everything changes. Because the second another guy starts paying attention to Olivia, Nathan realizes something terrifying: He doesn't want anyone else making her smile. He doesn't want anyone else holding her hand. And he definitely doesn't want anyone else loving the girl who's always belonged beside him. Now Nathan Scott has to fight for the one thing he never realized he wanted. Before he loses her forever.

In the summer of 2026, the world is buzzing with the release of the Michael Jackson biopic. For twenty-two-year-old Xiomara Vega, the theater is a sanctuary, a place to lose herself in the music of the man she's spent her whole life admiring from afar. But as the silver screen fades to black and the hum of the theater lulls her into an exhausted sleep, the world shifts. Xiomara doesn't wake up in a plush cinema seat. She wakes up on a cold park bench in 1984, greeted by the sound of a police officer's baton and a world without smartphones, Uber, or the internet. Trapped in the neon-soaked peak of the Thriller era, Xiomara is a ghost from a future that hasn't happened yet. To survive, she secures a job at the periphery of the King of Pop's whirlwind life. She knows every headline before it breaks, every secret before it's whispered, and every heartache before it strikes. She's determined to keep her head down and find a way home, until she meets him. Michael is lonely, shielded by fame, and searching for someone who sees the man behind the sequined glove. In Xiomara's "futuristic" spirit and mysterious origins, he finds a soul he can't explain. But as the timeline begins to blur and the pull of 2026 grows stronger, Xiomara must decide: do you save the man you love from the future you already know? Or do you risk disappearing forever? The studio was quiet, the smell of old mahogany and expensive cologne hanging in the air as he reached out, his fingers barely brushing her wrist, his voice a soft, desperate anchor in the dark. "Mara, stay... with me... stay here."

"Oh dear diary. I met a boy, he made my doll heart. Light up with joy." PRIMADONNA. · . ⋆ · ━━━ teen wolf　 · . ⋆ · ━━━ stiles stilinski x fem oc! season 1/6

"I do not respond well to threats!" Eric Northman "Hotshot that wasn't a threat... but if you keep pissing me off, I'll show you a real threat!" Serena Lombardi True Blood fanfic Season 1-7 OC x Eric Northman Season 1: ✔️ Season 2: ✔️ Season 3: ✔️ Season 4: ✔️ Season 5: ✔️ Season 6: ✔️ Season 7: ✔️

Some people break like glass. She learned how to shatter silently. Skylar Altair wasn't supposed to wear a badge. At twenty-four, she was a certified prodigy-board-certified in half a dozen specialties, a nuclear medicine and neuro-path genius, a rising star in a white coat. The youngest. The brightest. The girl who never failed. But trauma doesn't care about your résumé. Loss doesn't care how many degrees you've earned. And the world doesn't stop spinning just because your soul flatlines. Her father died in front of her eyes when she was twelve. Her brother spiraled into addiction. And when she needed help most-when everything was taken from her in a single night-no one came. Not the heroes. Not the law. Not the system. So she stopped waiting. They taught her how to save people. Now she's going to learn how to protect herself. With the steel of a soldier in her blood and the precision of a surgeon in her bones, Skylar trades the hospital lights for sirens, scrubs for Kevlar. Becoming a cop was never the plan. But plans change-especially after the aftershock. In a city that's breaking at the seams, Skylar will have to confront everything she tried to bury: her rage, her grief, her brilliance, and the terrifying possibility that maybe-just maybe-she was meant for this life all along. Genius. Survivor. Rookie. She's not trying to be a hero. She's just trying not to fall apart again.

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A Bridgerton Fanfic Lily Brown-a modern woman-finds herself in the centre of Lady Whistledown gossips after her scandalous dance with the Duke of Hastings. Unsure if she could rewrite the script, she follows the mysterious pull she feels, which leads her to meet the Duke. The question is, will Miss Brown take Daphne's place or will fate allow her to? Read Lily Brown to find out!

In a world where whispers wield power and reputations are currency, Natalie Featherington has always stood quietly apart. Older, wiser, and far more guarded than her infamous family, she's spent years keeping scandal at bay and shielding her younger sister Penelope from the sharp teeth of society. But when the Featheringtons are threatened by a secret too dangerous to ignore, Natalie steps out of the shadows-and straight into the path of Benedict Bridgerton. Benedict is captivated from the start. Natalie is nothing like the debutantes he's known: her wit is precise, her gaze piercing, her heart carefully locked away. But slowly, moment by moment, she lets him in. Together, they discover a love neither of them expected-wild, defiant, and achingly real. As romance blooms between stolen glances and hidden sketches, danger closes in. When a vengeful figure from the Featheringtons' past resurfaces with Penelope in their sights, Natalie makes the ultimate choice: to protect the one person she loves more than herself.

Being the youngest daughter of the King and Queen of England had challenges, but Evelyn believed that she had faced them with bravery and valour only parallel to the Knights of Camelot. Intrigued by myth and history, Evelyn shies away from the ton, indulging in conversations unladylike and often improper. Wayfair would never speak ill of their Royal Highness. Five years a spinster, the Queen Charlotte pushes her daughter towards society and into this Season of Love. A woman with many secrets, Evelyn assures herself that she will not allow any suitor to marry her, despite what her mother may want, but when she carelessly strikes a deal with the second born Bridgerton, and becomes enraptured by his family, that assurance becomes hesitant. Her Royal Highness Princess Evelyn has never wanted love, not when it is often regretted, but love cares little for her want, and even less for her secrets. Benedict Bridgerton x OC [Season 2 - ]