Loki x Fem Reader !!! There are NO main character deaths (i.e. you and Loki are safe), and that it's safe to get attached !!! Being abducted by Loki to Asgard and getting told that your very existence and presence is crucial for Asgard and Loki, you are not sure of your purpose. What is the secret that binds you with Loki? More than that, you're stuck in an enemies-to-lovers trope with Loki ;) Your journey through Asgard and its adventures will get you closer to Loki, romance, fluff and smut ensue! Please know that this story is made to transpire as a proper story (like a movie of sorts), and is not simply an imagines book. So if you feel this is going slow, you know why hehe ------------------------------------------------- As the absolute silence covered us, all we could hear was heavy panting from both sides. Blood making its way in tiny portions across our faces, a cold blade under my chin, Loki between my legs and on top of me, chests heaving, loose strands of hair falling across our faces, no one moving. Loki stares deep into my eyes, as if he might just see my soul. I do what I do best, I glare. He tips my head with his knife, leans in close to my ears, his hair brushing against my cheek, and whispers with a hot breath. "If you're serious, we better do this right." ----------------------------------------------------- Photo credits - Pinterest//Twitter

When you first met Steve Rogers, you never imagined that you'd end up in bed with him by the end of the night. Nor did you imagine that you'd be mated to him within weeks. But nearly five years after half the world died, that is exactly the turn your life took. Now you and Steve were adjusting to your new life together, determined to make the best of a rather unorthodox start to a relationship. Just as the pair of you were starting to get a hang of it the world radically changes for a second time. What happens when the man your mate loved for decades suddenly reappears?

An Avengers Bucky Barnes x OC Story **SMUTS** You hated Hydra, and everything associated with them. So you absolutely detested the fact that the Avengers had welcomed back the Winter Soldier with open arms after everything he had done. Not that you could voice your opinion anyway, considering that none of them knew you existed. You had spent most of your life hiding in plain sight, with only Tony and Pepper aware that you lived in the compound. Until one day, when the reformed Soldier needed his arm fixing, and unexpectedly finds you in the lab. ------------------------------------- "Tell me your name." "No." His hand went to your hair, his fingers threading through, and he tugged. Not hard. Not particularly light either. The feeling went straight through your body, and you almost sagged. "Are you sure you want to say no to me?" He said as he came so close to you that his nose was brushing over yours, and his lips were almost touching you. You couldn't help your mouth panting open. "Princess?" "Stop calling me-" You were silenced when he kissed you. ------------------------------------- TW: BDSM themes #1 in jamesbuckybarnes #4 in originalstory #4 in originalcharacter #1 in buckybarnessmut #1 in bucky #1 in jamesbarnes #1 in buckybarnesxoc #2 in buckyxreader #10 in enemiestolovers #1 in avengers #3 in slowburn #1 in buckybarnesxreader #3 in romance #1 in barnes #1 in steverogers #1 in buckyxoc #1 in marvelimagines #1 in jamesbuchananbarnes #2 in buckybarnes

Micah Grey is a high end fashion designer in New York. James Barnes is CEO of one of the biggest companies in the world. Little does James, an Alpha, know that Micah is a fiery, independent, unclaimed Omega. Will he break her down and finally claim her?

There are two types of people in the world, The Sinners and the Saints. The 𝑆𝑖𝑛𝑛𝑒𝑟𝑠 The sinners, corrupted by the harsh reality of the universe. Their job is to protect themselves, fulfill their desires, feed their need. They are the darkness of the world, delivering the harsh blows they feel karma has slacked on. Shrouded by lust, greed, financial gain. They're easy to spot. The sinners do not care who the hell they have to knock down to get to the top. 𝑇ℎ𝑒 𝑆𝑖𝑛𝑛𝑒𝑟, 𝐽𝑎𝑚𝑒𝑠 𝐵𝑢𝑐ℎ𝑎𝑛𝑎𝑛 𝐵𝑎𝑟𝑛𝑒𝑠. 𝑀𝑎𝑓𝑖𝑎 𝑃𝑟𝑖𝑛𝑐𝑒. On the contrary, there are 𝑇ℎ𝑒 𝑆𝑎𝑖𝑛𝑡𝑠. The saints radiate sunshine, uncorrupted by the cruel reality of the world they live in. Their job is to be kind, provide undivided love and attention to those in need, put themselves last. They are the light in the world, providing hope for those who need it, helping people that karma has knocked down. Enveloped by sunshine, warmth, love. They're easy to spot. The saints are the hope that keeps the world going, no matter how much they neglect themselves. 𝑇ℎ𝑒 𝑆𝑎𝑖𝑛𝑡, 𝐴𝑑𝑑𝑖𝑠𝑜𝑛 𝑀𝑎𝑔𝑛𝑜𝑙𝑖𝑎 𝑊𝑖𝑙𝑙𝑖𝑎𝑚𝑠. 𝑀𝑎𝑓𝑖𝑎 𝑃𝑟𝑖𝑛𝑐𝑒𝑠 𝑝𝑟𝑒𝑦. When James spots the ray of sunshine serving his family in a diner on the outskirts of New York City, he's infatuated, and he will stop at nothing to get her. *Story is recommended for 18+ as it will contain sexual content and dark themes please read with caution* *Not affiliated with the MCU, this is purely fanfiction* *Bucky does not have a metal arm in this story*

A Modern Bucky Barnes x OC Story **SMUTS** Luka has just finished her college degree and moved back to her hometown to live with her boyfriend. She runs into some of her old high school classmates, who support her when she really needs them. One of those people, is her high school crush, Bucky Barnes. ------------------------------ "Didn't know you thought about me that way." You found yourself saying. "Who didn't? You were just focused, driven to go to college. You didn't seem like you had time for boys." He smiled, his fingers grazing just below your earlobe. "I didn't. But I might have if I knew you had a crush on me too." "You didn't deserve what that dickhead did to you." "I don't wanna talk about him anymore." You whispered, looking between Bucky's eyes and his lips as he spoke. His eyes flickered down to your lips. Then he was leaning forward. ------------------------------ #1 in jamesbuchananbarnes #8 in originalstory #2 in buckybarnesxoc #17 in roommates

Circus Freak. Dancer. Ice Skater. Trapeze Artist. Runaway. Orphan. Outcast. Experiment. Monster. All of these words have been used to describe Namara Ackermann. All of them fit. Taken from the Circus where she grew up, 19 year old Namara Ackermann is put through a series of HYDRA experiments. These wake up the dormant inhuman gene, turning Namara into a whole new level of freak.

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