Século XVI Istambul - Império Otamano Em uma época dominada pela religião e pelo poder, uma escrava Russa é vendida para o Harém do castelo despertando a Ira, a obsessão e a paixão de três irmãos que lutam pela liderança da dinastia. Retirada de suas terras e tomada como escrava, Roxeleana irá conhecer um novo mundo dentro do palácio, enquanto não apenas luta pela liberdade de seu corpo, mas também pela de seu coração.

Uma humana. Um guerreiro alienígena. Um destino selado pela deusa. Os Draelith vivem um dilema mortal: suas fêmeas estão desaparecendo. Uma doença misteriosa ceifou gerações, deixando pouquíssimas capazes de gerar filhotes. A cada ciclo, menos nascem. Os filhotes Dren são raros, e a população corre o risco de desaparecer. A ciência, tão avançada, não conseguiu curar a praga. O Conselho buscou alternativas: unir-se a outras espécies. Mas os orgulhosos Thyrrali de Thyrren recusaram; os Nyssari de Nyssara não são geneticamente viáveis. Restou apenas uma opção desprezível: as humanas, frágeis, indefesas, uma espécie considerada escória galáctica. Mas, para os Draelith, não há escolha. A sobrevivência de seu povo exige sacrifícios. Em meio ao Conselho Supremo, a decisão foi tomada: testar uma humana. Uma única fêmea, arrancada de seu mundo, será usada para verificar se sua espécie pode gerar filhos fortes. Nenhum desejava ser o primeiro a se unir a uma terrana. Nenhum - exceto Zareth, o chefe dos guerreiros, que se ergueu em lealdade ao seu povo e assumiu o fardo. Naquela noite, sob o brilho frio das naves prateadas, uma humana solitária seria escolhida. Para ela, seria o início de um pesadelo. Para ele, seria o começo de uma guerra contra sua própria essência.

𝔥𝔱𝔱𝔶𝔡 // 𝔞𝔲 𝐈𝐍 𝐖𝐇𝐈𝐂𝐇- Liv Larson discovers what it means to be a dragon rider ‒ and a billion other things along the way OR A slowburn Hiccup x Fem!OC that tells the tales of Liv and the gang as they explore their teenage years

SNOTLOUT(L.A.) X OC!!!! In dragon training, fear gets you killed-or worse, mocked. And no one mocks Sigrid Dahl. She's Berk's fiercest, fastest trainee, the kind of girl who slices through fear with steel. Then there's Snotlout: the loudmouth, the show-off, the one who calls her "Sad Eyes" and grins like he's already won. But when a dragon hits hard during a dragon raid gone wrong, it's Snotlout who throws himself between her and a daring dragon. It's Snotlout who doesn't run. Now, Sigrid sees him differently. And for the first time, Snotlout starts to wonder if being brave means something other than being the best BEST RANKS: #2 in 'Snoutlout' #112 in 'httyd' #69 in 'howtotrainyourdragon' #50 in 'xoc' #32 in 'httydfanfic' #1 in 'liveaction' #1 in 'snotlout' #12 in 'hookfang' #2 in 'snotloutjorgenson' #1 in 'jorgenson' #1 in 'gabrielhowell' #120 in 'dragons'

"You don't care about me. but that makes me want you." Snotlout x fem!oc How to train your dragon Live action Started: 24/06/25 Finished first movie: 18/07/25

Após a morte de sua mãe, a vida de Mayara tornou-se um caos silencioso, um abismo de conflitos que ela já não consegue navegar sozinha. O destino, cruel e irônico, a arranca de seu lar e a guia diretamente para as entranhas de Derry. ​Mas a cidade esconde mais do que segredos antigos. Ela pulsa com uma herança maldita deixada pelos mais velhos, um fardo que agora repousa sobre os ombros trêmulos da garota. Contudo, o verdadeiro perigo não é apenas o que se esconde no escuro, mas o que a observa de lá. Um desejo profano começa a persegui-la, uma fome antiga e insaciável. Mayara se vê perdida entre a negação e a entrega, sem saber que não é apenas uma presa. Para a Coisa, ela é mais que carne, é o enigma capaz de desestabilizar o mal absoluto para ele. Deixar ele confuso, perdido e fará de tudo para apagar esses sentimentos. ​Ele é a sua indecisão. Ela o faz desejar-la profanamente. E entre o medo e o prazer, nasce uma obsessão que nenhum dos dois poderá negar ________________________________________ Essa fanfic aborda temas sérios! Se você sobre de gatilhos por favor veja o primeiro capítulo retratando os avisos, mas adiantando por aqui também caso não queira perder o seu tempo, nessa fanfic será abordado temas sensíveis indicativos para maiores de 18 anos! Seja como: Sexo, Drogas, Bullying, Depressão, Luto, Suicídio. Serão como uns dos principais pontos que irei abordar bastante, portando, esteja avisado! ___________________________________________

Lydia Anabor's life was one full of peace and adventure growing up side by side with her father. The only thing that really bugged her was the constant, repetitive dream she's had ever since the day she turned 18. She tried to ignore it early on and act like the constant reminder of a dream she didn't understand didn't bother her, like the hours of research it caused her weren't that valuable. She told herself to just not think about it. To just accept it as something that she wasn't going to understand. Except the day that her dream finally changed brought her face to face with a wolf. A wolf that brought her a day full of aggravation, confusion, and a strange feeling she couldn't quite explain. ~~~ "Okay. So what, you're like a dog... person... wolf thing?" He bit his lower lip in what looked like an attempt to stop a laugh. "Sure. But personally we call ourselves werewolves." "Were...wolves?" Another nod. "Yup, and judging by you're reaction to all of this, I take it that you're unaware of the fact that you're one as well." My eyes bulged. "I've never even seen a wolf until today. I think I'd know if I was part wolf." I countered. "I'd think so as well, but we can figure that out later I'm just happy that I found you." "Why?" His lips quirked up. "Because Lydia, you and I are mates, and I've been looking for you for a very long time," he said, with a grin that showed off his ridiculously sharp canines. My body seemed to shiver at the very word itself, despite my confusion that just seemed to keep growing. "Mates? Like buds? Friends? Chummy chum pals?" I think my desperation for some common sense was becoming a little too evident. His smooth chuckle filled the room. "Not quite." Is all he said "Then what?" I was surprised to see him actually reach a hand through the bars towards me. "Come here and let me show you."

In this life, a human without the money to pay for their own life is worth nothing. Take those humans in as property, breed them, and you'll end up like one of me. One of us. Pets. Born and trained to serve our Masters once the day comes that we have one. That's the day most pets fear. That's the day our lives change for better... or For worse. ~~~ Spinoff to: Vampire's Pet ~~~ Cover made by : mshacake

He carelessly stepped over the now dead body and further into the alley, enough that the dim lightbulb above us showed his face. It would be a shame to kill a man before even seeing what he looked like. My eyes widened ever so slightly. Especially if his face looked like that. "I really did, but I'm sorry to inform you that you just did all of that work for nothing," he stated, his voice calm given the situation he just walked in on. I cocked up an eyebrow as he stopped about 8 feet from me. "Did I now?" He gave me a single nod. "Unfortunately, whatever is in that briefcase belongs to m-" I drew my hand back and threw my knife directly towards his chest. ~~~ When Lexi Malor's mother died, she and her brother had no idea what their lives would be like living within the custody of their father. How could they, they had never met him? Lexi often wondered what her father did, but she never expected to be the daughter of a crime Lord. She never expected to be thrown into his work against her will, and she never expected to have to pay her keep. Since she was the only girl her father had within her group, she would often go on jobs to get information. She would do whatever she had to to get it. Over, and over again. Of course, she couldn't refuse to do it. Her father was only keeping her around because she was useful. She soon accepted it to be her life, she never thought of treason, she never even imagined it. All she wanted to do, was stay alive. No matter what, she would stay alive no matter who tried to get in her way.

One-shots de Ordem Paranormal.