"Maybe I could love them into something greater?" Her song flows through the deep dark skies- a haunting melody of silver and shadow. Her voice a divine madness, both sweet as a dream and deadly as a curse. To listen is to surrender, to follow is to be lost. The Lunar Queen calls, and the night obeys. "A woman with a beauty that rivals the moon and a wrath that could eclipse it." (More inside) ⚠︎ I don't claim anything of the twilight book/movie franchise. I claim only my original written characters, story and plot. Full credit for the Twilight universe goes to Ms. Stephenie Meyer. ⚠︎ ⚠︎ This story is my original work. Please don't copy, share, or repost without permission. Thanks for respecting my creativity and effort! ⚠︎ ⚠︎ This story contains mature themes that may be triggering. Including strong language, graphic depictions of violence, sexual content and scenes of an intense or distressing nature. It is intended for adult audiences only! (18+) Please proceed with caution. ⚠︎

In Navarre, the Sorrengail name is already known. Violet Sorrengail was never meant to survive Basgiath. But she isn't the only Sorrengail who enters it. Azaella Sorrengail walks the same halls-but she was never built to survive them. She was built by them. Trained by Lilith Sorrengail herself, Azaella doesn't adapt to Navarre. Navarre adapts to her. And by the time Basgiath realizes what she is... It may already be too late. Updates once a week Started : 05/05/2026 Completed : ?

"Your name... Elskan?" Elijah stepped closer, the air thickening around them, the distance between them shrinking. Her pulse raced at the sound of the nickname. Faces inches apart, noses almost touching, and she could smell the faint scent of him clean, sharp, intoxicating. Her chest rose and fell rapidly, but she wasn't scared. Not exactly. She blinked, trying to steady herself. "Now why should I tell you, huh?" she asked, hands snapping onto her hips, forcing herself to appear confident. Elijah's lips curved into a faint, amused twitch. He reached out slowly, just enough to lift her chin with the tips of his fingers. Warmth radiated from his touch. Elenora's breath hitched. "Watch your tongue, Elskan," he murmured, eyes flickering down to her lips before snapping back to her ocean-blue eyes. "Eyes... up here, man," she said, narrowing her eyes, trying to regain control. Elijah & Klaus Fanfic 18+ -klaus1 -1/25/26 -thevampirediaries1- 1/29/26

#1 in Aaron Warner Amelia Pereira has always been a dreamer. Dreamer, fangirl, scholar, chronic over-thinker. She knows the story by heart: Juliette Ferrars, the girl who can't be touched. Aaron Warner, the cold tyrant with sad eyes and green rings. So, when reality hiccups and Amelia finds herself plopped- face first- onto the cold concrete of Sector 45, she's pretty sure she's hallucinating. Or dying. Or both. Unfortunately for her GPA-and possibly her lifespan-she's not dreaming. The soldiers are real. The guns are real. The stains on the walls? Very real. And standing in front of her, beautiful as a nightmare made of marble and secrets, is Aaron Warner himself-green eyes sharp enough to slice through every spoiler Amelia accidentally blurts out in a panic spiral. Trapped in a world she only ever adored from the safety of fanfiction and Pinterest edits, Amelia has to survive Warner's suspicion, Juliette's power, and the Reestablishment's cruelty-armed with nothing but her messy knowledge of plot points that haven't happened yet. He's not a sad boy on a page anymore. He's real. He's lethal. He can feel every terrified, fluttering emotion she has when she looks at him. And the closer Amelia drifts to the cold center of his empire, the more she realizes that loving him in fiction was easy. Loving him here is changing the story. TW: There are a few mentions of childhood physical abuse in this book DISCLAIMER: I DO NOT OWN ANY OF THE CHARACTERS IN THIS BOOK APART FROM THE OC. THIS IS A FANFICTION BASED ON THE SHATTER ME SERIES BY TAHAREH MAFI. Highest Rankings: #1 in Aaron Warner #1 in Kenji #1 in kishimoto #1 in Ignite Me #1 in Tahereh Mafi #1 in Aaron Warner Fanfic #4 in Dystopian #1 in Dystopian #1 in Shatter Me

𝐀 𝐃𝐢𝐬𝐜𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐲 𝐨𝐟 𝐖𝐢𝐭𝐜𝐡𝐞𝐬 [𝐒𝐞𝐚𝐬𝐨𝐧 𝐎𝐧𝐞 - 𝐒𝐞𝐚𝐬𝐨𝐧 𝐓𝐡𝐫𝐞𝐞] [𝐌𝐚𝐭𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐰 𝐃𝐞 𝐂𝐥𝐞𝐫𝐦𝐨𝐧𝐭 𝐱 𝐎𝐜]

you and bucky are on the hunt for a Hydra scientist that's experimenting on unsuspecting tourists, and in the middle of your search, you're exposed to something that makes things...complicated. warning: this essentially 100% smut!!!!

Zero wants to hate him. Kaname refuses to stop protecting him. Desire simmers between them, unspoken and unbearable, each too stubborn to admit the truth. But when Zero reaches his breaking point and tries to end his own life, it binds them together in ways neither of them expected.

TRADUCCIÓN, pertenece a LordVoldemortRiddle777 Historias cortas Tomarry con contenido sexual, pueden encontrar su perfil en AO3.

Harry esta agotado, ha echo todo y más por el mundo mágico, incluso se entrego a las manos de la muerte pero Voldemort descubrió el secreto del horrocrux involuntario, y decidió llevar a Harry a un calabozo. O en el que Harry descubre los placeres de ser sumiso ante Voldemort.

Tom siempre había tenido una pequeña obsesión con su maestro de Defensa. Aún con eso, no importaba cuánto tratara de acercarse, su ingenuo profesor siempre terminaba alejándolo o malentendiendo. Pero, sin importar cuánto le alejara, Tom no odia hacer más que solo desear todo de su profesor. No le bastaría ser el estudiante favorito, no. Tom necesitaba más. Fic para el evento "kinktober bottom! Tom fest", del grupo El Lado Oscuro de la Fama. Publicado cuando fue el evento en mi cuenta en AO3. Los personajes pertenecen a la escritora J.K. Rowling. Temática chico x chico. Si nunca has leído este tipo de historias, ¡anímate! Nada pierdes con intentarlo;)