"if you want to kill a god , aim for it's heart" "Why?" "Because it's fragile , like ours " He aimed , but never fired -•-•-•-•-•-•-•-•-•-•- Suggestive content , explicit conversations about sexual themes and attraction , panic attacks , please proceed with caution . No real names used , just George's but there's nothing I can do that .

In the world of hybrids, individuals of rarer species are in more danger. Logically, that makes sense. But, it's hard having to hide your identity and fend for yourself. All you want is to feel safe. • • • ❥BTS AU ❥Hybrid AU ❀Started: 『March 19, 2020』 ✎Currently on hiatus✎ ❆Ended:『Pending•••』

She only comes out in the rain. He wants to see her again. Will it work if he makes it rain blood? Feitan has a crush on a girl who he only sees in the rain. Is she a ghost? A demon? Or just a little bit odd? Read as he tries to find her, woo her and figure out just what makes her tick.

"That's my tattoo, Y/N, on your body. You know exactly what that means." BTS Jungkook x Reader tattoo artist AU gang AU Thanks and credits to all of the original artists of the amazing edits and fan arts, as well as the creator of the cover @namjoonkie and original artist @diatybx?❤️ Highest Ranking: [#1 in Fanfiction]

Fred Weasley had always been one to snoop around when he had the chance to - whether it be with or without his right-hand-man, George. So when he stumbled across a silver pensieve in the Room of Requirement, he didn't think much of it. That was until he found a memory. Her memory. It was a short memory. A memory of a little girl with hair as black as the night sky, but eyes as bright as the stars that consume it. The girl was standing outside her house in nothing but a nightgown, staring at the night sky as if her life depended on it. And just like that, it was over. This memory held a secret to find the next memory hidden away. And then the next memory. And then on and on until Fred was so encaptured by this girl's life that he was determined to find her. He had to track the clues to find the mesmerizing Vienna Muse.

Violence, torture and sexual abuse. Y/n had to endure the physical, mental and emotional infliction of pain by her very own obssessive partner. He would kill, jam needles inside anybody's body that would try to come anywhere near the female, so yes, Y/n doesn't have any friends or even know anyone else besides the Zoldyck family; at least, that's what Illumi knows. Until one day, a mischievous, bright haired jester comes her way with that usual eerie smirk plastered on his lips. He wanted to claim her, make every little part of her anatomy to be as HIS. Little does he know, that he's signed himself up for death and entered the blistering gates of hell. But how come he's still not dead even after meeting him? Find out the reason inside this book. [ Disclaimer: I do not own Illumi Zoldyck, Hisoka Morrow or even you. The characters belongs to Yoshihiro Togashi, creator of Hunter x Hunter. ] [ credits to Lilicat - the incredible artist who owns the artwork used in the book cover. Link: https://e6as95.tumblr.com/post/682811861702443008/husbands ] ⚠️ TRIGGER WARNING⚠️ 》some chapters contain abusive rape, violence, gore and death. i have put warnings on the chapters containing them, so feel free to skip said chapters. • rankings: #106 in hunterxhunter, aiming to become #1! #7 in hisoka x reader (dec. 29, 2018) #1 adultrio (jan. 8, 2019) #47 kurapika (jan. 11, 2019) #4 chrollo lucilfer (jan. 16, 2019)

WE WERE MAKING HISTORY; BREAKING RULES AND BREAKING FREE. [COS - DH] started: january 10 2016 completed: june 21 2016 disclaimer: i do not own harry potter. all recognisable characters and settings belong to j.k rowling. i only own patricia bolton.

This is a BOOK TWO. Can it be read as a stand alone? Probably. Should it be? Probably not. Louis, someone who's more attuned to the shadows, decides to step into the light of a little maned wolf. Can he win her over?

BOOK THREEEEEEEEE Things took a twist. That's all you could say.

Everything was fine, you were living a normal life, living as a student until one day, the end of the world came.