In the frozen mountains of Yakutia, where the sun barely bleeds through the grey and winter never loosens its grip, monsters are not bedtime stories. They wear crowns. Evera Elizabeth Romanov has never had a heartbeat. Born heir to an ancient vampire house, she was raised on blood, etiquette, and the promise that one day she would be more weapon than girl. With her emerald eyes, pale skin, and the fangs she hides behind a practiced smile, she is everything the frightened townspeople whisper about on dark nights. When the Romanovs receive an offer they can't refuse, Evera is sent to Hogwarts under the guise of a foreign student - but she isn't there for classes. She has a mission, a target, and strict orders not to get attached. Then she meets them. The golden boy with too much charm. The cruel one who watches too closely. The quiet one who sees too much. The dark-eyed one who feels like danger and home at the same time. Masks, blood, alliances, obsession - Evera soon learns Hogwarts is just another court, and its boys are just another kind of predator. But predators don't fall in love. And Evera Romanov was never supposed to. I do not own Harry Potter or any of it's Characters.

Struggling to sell a single painting and drowning in student debt, Marisol Reyes, a fiercely independent but lonely artist in modern-day Chicago, is just about ready to give up on her dreams. When a mysterious storm crashes through her studio, she's pulled-brushes and all-into a world of primal beauty, where men can transform at will to different animals, cities are carved from stone and bone, and technology is nothing more than a fantasy. In this untamed realm centered around women and powered by instinct, Marisol finds herself at the center of the beastmen tribes. With no phone, no way home, and no clue how to survive in a matriarchal society where women must take multiple male consorts to stay protected, Marisol must quickly adapt-or risk becoming prey. Thrust into the spotlight, she must navigate between aggressive females, obsessive men, and unexpected desire. Armed with nothing but her creativity, courage, and the heart she wears on her sleeve, Marisol begins to uncover her place in this wild world. Maybe she doesn't need to return home after all... maybe she was meant to paint a new life here.

As the one of the last very very very few members of dragon clan. Mytha, a dragon who wake up from deep slumber had awoken at the moment the space distorted, and sent her to a world where she is the only female dragon left... A world where.. her kind would dominate the lands again.. by mating of course. - NSFW HARDCORE R-18 BLOODY - Here i am again, creating a new story. well.. ehem ehm. have u read those reverse harem novels? where the female lead fall on beast worlds and act reluctant at first? then.. welcome to one gory story again.. hehe

"𝐲𝐨𝐮'𝐯𝐞 𝐤𝐢𝐬𝐬𝐞𝐝 𝐦𝐞 𝐚 𝐡𝐮𝐧𝐝𝐫𝐞𝐝 𝐭𝐢𝐦𝐞𝐬 𝐛𝐞𝐟𝐨𝐫𝐞." "𝐚𝐬 𝐚 𝐝𝐨𝐠 - 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐝𝐥𝐲 𝐜𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐭𝐬." ͙⁺˚*･༓☾　　☽༓･*˚⁺‧͙ [ in which ivy arora finds a stray dog on hogwarts' grounds and decides to care for him ] [ dead voldemort!AU ] [ maybe some oc x sirius x remus ]

"Hey, hold this for me will ya sweetheart?" "Huh?" You looked down at the small child in your arms in shock. "Huh? He's coming back for you? Right?" The child shrugged, "Maybe." Hit #1 #jujutsukaisen on 09/15/2022 Whoopp!!!

❝𝐈 𝐬𝐰𝐞𝐚𝐫 𝐭𝐨 𝐌𝐞𝐫𝐥𝐢𝐧, 𝐢𝐭 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐧𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫 𝐥𝐢𝐤𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐬??? 𝐖𝐡𝐲 𝐢𝐬 𝐦𝐲 𝐥𝐢𝐟𝐞 𝐬𝐮𝐝𝐝𝐞𝐧𝐥𝐲 𝐚𝐧 𝐨𝐭𝐨𝐦𝐞 𝐠𝐚𝐦𝐞 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐬𝐩𝐚𝐫𝐤𝐥𝐲 𝐞𝐲𝐞𝐬, 𝐫𝐨𝐦𝐚𝐧𝐭𝐢𝐜 𝐦𝐨𝐧𝐨𝐥𝐨𝐠𝐮𝐞𝐬, 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐩𝐞𝐨𝐩𝐥𝐞 𝐰𝐡𝐨 𝐛𝐚𝐫𝐞𝐥𝐲 𝐧𝐨𝐭𝐢𝐜𝐞𝐝 𝐦𝐞- 𝐧𝐨𝐰 𝐚𝐫𝐞 𝐟𝐨𝐥𝐥𝐨𝐰𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐦𝐞 𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐲𝐰𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞?!❞ - 𝘐𝘯 𝘸𝘩𝘪𝘤𝘩 𝘢 𝘨𝘪𝘳𝘭 𝘭𝘦𝘢𝘳𝘯𝘴- 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘴𝘩𝘦 𝘴𝘩𝘰𝘶𝘭𝘥'𝘷𝘦 𝘫𝘶𝘴𝘵 𝘭𝘦𝘵 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘤𝘢𝘵 𝘵𝘢𝘬𝘦 𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘣𝘳𝘶𝘪𝘴𝘦𝘥 𝘦𝘨𝘰 𝘪𝘯𝘴𝘵𝘦𝘢𝘥 𝘰𝘧 𝘵𝘢𝘯𝘨𝘭𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘩𝘦𝘳𝘴𝘦𝘭𝘧 𝘪𝘯 𝘢 𝘤𝘩𝘢𝘰𝘴 𝘴𝘩𝘦'𝘭𝘭 𝘳𝘦𝘨𝘳𝘦𝘵 𝘭𝘢𝘵𝘦𝘳. (𝑶𝑩𝑺𝑬𝑺𝑺𝑰𝑽𝑬! 𝑽𝑨𝑹𝑰𝑶𝑼𝑺 𝑯𝑨𝑹𝑹𝒀 𝑷𝑶𝑻𝑻𝑬𝑹 𝑿 𝑹𝑬𝑨𝑫𝑬𝑹.)

(Y/N) was well known to all, but they didn't realize just how well known to others she was. Bits of her life flashed by the day the news came...."Fire Fist Ace: Public Execution", she felt her heart plummet as her knees gave out beneath her. The hurt stopped within the next moment as rage began to rise within her body. "Marineford huh?" a shredded paper fell to the ground as the woman got up from the ground. Eyes blazing as a new found emotion wreaked havoc in her soul. "Hold on young on" Gazing toward the rising sun she took a deep breath to spread calm to her now shaking body, before taking off into a mad dash toward her boat. "Momma's Coming"

(WARNING: CONTAINS EXPLICITLY DETAILED SEXUAL DESCRIPTIONS AND LANGUAGE NOT SUITABLE FOR PEOPLE UNDER 18) "Are you sure you want to do this?" Vincent asked, his voice heavy with desire. He already knew her answer but needed to hear it from her lips. He continued, teasingly, "What would your mother think if-" but he couldn't finish. Sophia silenced him with a single finger pressed against his lips. "Shhhh," she whispered, commanding quiet. "Yes, Vincent," she murmured, her words laced with absolute certainty. "I want you... I need you. And as for my mother... she can go to hell! It's not like she's ever going to find out, anyway... After all, this is our little secret, isn't it?" she finished with a soft, playful giggle. That was all he needed to hear. "I'm trusting you..." he added, pausing for effect before delivering the final blow: "Are you still a virgin?" Sophia let out a soft, mocking laugh at his question, playfully biting the tip of her index finger as she responded with a coy shake of her head. She looked like a mischievous little girl who knew her naughtiness would be forgiven. And she wasn't wrong. He smiled, raising an eyebrow in mock disapproval. "Of course, I should've known better..." he said, smirking. "You're your mother's daughter, after all." He pulled her into a deep, intense kiss. "Even better... means I don't have to hold back!" --- Eros: Short Erotic Stories is an anthology centered around the themes of sex and emancipation, aiming to explore literary erotica while creating well-crafted scenarios and captivating characters. The stories are generally short, divided into parts when the author deems it necessary. The ultimate goal is for them to be published someday; therefore, they are subject to changes without prior notice. Constructive suggestions are always welcome, as well as themes to be explored by engaged readers. (P.S.: All characters are over 18 years old at the time of the act, even when not explicitly stated.)

Rates M for Smut, lemons, and limes. 🍋 18+ Aizawa/Reader All Might/Reader Present Mic/Reader Slight Yandere Summary: Your quirk was unique, and slightly inappropriate. Your aunt was none other than the R-rated hero Midnight. Getting into U.A had always been a dream of yours, but never did you think you would receive the amount of attention that you did. Especially from three noble teachers who just so happened to be pro-heroes. As they try their best to not indulge in temptation, they find themselves slipping under your spell. Can they handle the jealousy? Will they break the law to have you?

In a universe where Huntrix is a male K-pop group, and their manager, Bobby, slowly brings his daughter into the manager world. How will the guys deal living with their assistant manager? What choice will she make when another Kpop group offers her a managing position? Gender bent Huntrix x fem OC Smut Kpop demon hunters do not belong to me. This is a work of fiction