Out of sheer boredom and temporary loss of impulse control, Sally Jackson lists the God of the Underworld, Hades, as her daughter's godfather. She fully expected nothing to come of it. Then, a package arrived at her door. Based off of the prompt: Your parents listed Hades as your godfather as a joke, That would not be an issue if it were not for the 3-headed puppy delivered to your doorstep by Persephone and Hades themselves, planning to protect you from the Olympian's shenanigans due to Zeus' bulldickery

ˏˋ°•*⁀➷ʟᴇᴀɴᴅʀᴏ ᴅɪ ɢᴇɴᴏᴠᴀ ᴡᴀꜱ ᴛᴏ ᴍᴀʀʀʏ ʀᴇʙᴇᴋᴀʜ, ᴅᴀᴜɢʜᴛᴇʀ ᴏꜰ ᴍɪᴋᴀᴇʟ. [male!oc x kol mikaelson] [the vampire diaries + the originals}

"She put a binding rune on the door. I can't get it open." "I'd say she doesn't want to see you." #1 in "magnus" Andina Wayland has grown up with the Lightwoods and her brother at her side. Just as she finds something that uproots all she remembers about her past, a new Shadowhunter appears with their own slew of problems. Between the conflicts of her siblings, Magnus Bane's friendship, and the fight against Valentine, how will Andy cope with everything that gets thrown her way and the overpowering need she feels to protect the ones she loves? Alec Lightwood | Magnus Bane | Andina Wayland Slow burn warning! I do not own The Mortal Instruments, Shadowhunters, nor the characters associated with the series. This story has details from both the show and the books. Season One.

A thousand years ago, vampires were created from dark magic. Their humanity stripped away, half of their souls gone, yet their remaining part was heightened. Nature needs balance... And so it was found. The new creations were to find the other halves of their souls once their souls were ready to accept them. Power demands power. Ianah Rydderch was a legend, a myth, a tale told in the dark to scare children. But legends behold truth in them, if you know where to find it. Faeries tales were told and she was always mentioned. Beware of what hides in the dark... Vampires are not the only predators, and they too are prey. She knows her soul has been fractured and has left her body, she is nothing more than the tales of the cold blooded killer that haunt her, she is a monster, an abomination. A fae with no connection to nature, a being tied to death. The nightmare that children cry about, the tale of horror that is told in whispers in front of a fire. She longs for a soul... And when she finds it, she'll defend until her death. And she couldn't be killed. THIS IS A REVERSE HAREM TVD FANFIC. BEWARE OF WHAT YOU ARE READING, THERE WILL BE A WOMAN MANTAINING FOUR DIFFERENT RELATIONSHIPS. Mikaelson men x Female OC

𝘼𝙣𝙩𝙖𝙧𝙚𝙨 𝙇𝙚𝙨𝙩𝙧𝙖𝙣𝙜𝙚 𝙬𝙖𝙣𝙩𝙚𝙙 𝙀𝙙𝙚𝙣 𝙋𝙤𝙩𝙩𝙚𝙧-𝙢𝙞𝙣𝙙, 𝙗𝙤𝙙𝙮, 𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙨𝙤𝙪𝙡. He craved to crack open his ribs, wrap himself in the boy's blood like a velvet cloak, and wear his skin like armor forged in obsession. To steal his bones and drain the marrow until nothing remained but longing. 𝘼𝙣𝙙 𝙀𝙙𝙚𝙣? Eden Potter wanted to bleed him dry-until Antares's every thought, every breath, every heartbeat belonged to him and him alone. "I'll take you to the garden of 𝙀𝘿𝙀𝙉." ✧༺༻∞༺༻✧ In which the 𝙥𝙖𝙨𝙩 𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙥𝙧𝙚𝙨𝙚𝙣𝙩 𝙘𝙤𝙡𝙡𝙞𝙙𝙚, and the people of the Wizarding World are forced to watch the brutal, magnetic, and dangerously addictive tale of 𝘼𝙣𝙩𝙖𝙧𝙚𝙨 𝙇𝙚𝙨𝙩𝙧𝙖𝙣𝙜𝙚 and 𝙀𝙙𝙚𝙣 𝙋𝙤𝙩𝙩𝙚𝙧 unfold. ✧༺༻∞༺༻✧ I don't own Harry Potter (tragic, I know). This is what happens when 'Story Repeats Itself' by Cold_introvert and 'Starcrossed' by vvronii have a messy, queer, emotionally intense lovechild. And yes-it's hella gay.

UNDERWRITING DO NOT READ 一𝗜𝗡 𝗪𝗛𝗜𝗖𝗛 the students of the past watch the fates of their children ────۶ৎ──── ❝She doesn't belong to me. 𝗡𝗢𝗧 𝗬𝗘𝗧. But Merlin help the poor soul who thinks she belongs to them.❞ ──── ۶ৎ──── 𝗥𝗘𝗚𝗨𝗟𝗨𝗦 𝗕𝗟𝗔𝗖𝗞 𝗫 𝗢𝗖

------ 𝐦𝐨𝐧𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐡𝐢𝐠𝐡 Nascido sob o mesmo sol dourado que Cleo, Nefer sempre foi a sombra esquecida do brilho de sua irmã. Herdeiro do sangue real e das expectativas faraônicas, ele cresceu em meio a câmaras frias e olhares que o mediam pela perfeição alheia. Enquanto Cleo aprendeu a comandar, Nefer aprendeu a calar. Em Monster High, onde cada monstro tenta se encaixar, Nefer é o contraste - o faraó que não brilha, o príncipe que não quer trono. Sua presença é envolta em mistério: o aluno que fala pouco, mas observa tudo; aquele que carrega um passado repleto de glórias e maldições. Dentro dele, há um vazio crescente, um eco que o lembra de que ser imortal não significa ser inteiro. À medida que os dias passam, Nefer começa a questionar o próprio destino. O que acontece quando o dever vira prisão? Quando o amor vira lembrança? Quando o silêncio se torna mais forte que o som de mil vozes? Preso entre o peso de uma linhagem e o desejo de ser apenas... Nefer, ele descobre que até as múmias mais antigas podem sangrar por dentro.

━━━━━━━━━ ☆ ━━━━━━━━━━ .𝑾𝒂𝒏𝒅𝒊𝒏𝒉𝒂. 𝑺𝒆𝒓𝒂𝒑𝒉𝒊𝒏𝒆 𝑫𝒆 𝑳'𝒐𝒎𝒃𝒓𝒆 a Amaldiçoada. A noite caía pesada sobre Jericho, engolindo a lua com nuvens espessas. As velas da antiga cripta cintilavam sozinhas, como se atiçadas por mãos invisíveis. Foi ali, no silêncio que cheirava a terra úmida e ossos antigos, que Seraphine De L'ombre despertou mais uma vez. Seus olhos, castanhos agora azul enevoado como a própria morte, abriram-se devagar, como se ainda ardessem em febre. A pele translúcida, fria ao toque, fazia jus ao seu nome - sempre bela, sempre macabra, como uma flor que nunca desabrochava totalmente. Era a mesma de trinta anos atrás, como se o tempo tivesse desistido de marcá-la. Ela se ergueu, o vestido de noiva desbotado deslizando pelo chão de pedra. Cada passo era acompanhado pelo som fúnebre de correntes invisíveis, lembrando-a da maldição que a prendia. O nome dele, 𝑰𝒔𝒂𝒂𝒄 𝑵𝒊𝒈𝒉𝒕 , latejava em sua mente como uma ferida eterna. Ele havia sido o seu criador e seu carrasco. O cientista mórbido que fascinava os mortos, que mexia nos limites da vida e da decomposição. Isaac a amara de uma forma tão doentia que preferiu possuí-la além da morte, lançando sobre ela o feitiço que a transformou na noiva cadáver. Trinta anos. Trinta invernos gelados e primaveras sem flores. Seraphine ainda vagava, procurando-o. Ainda que fosse apenas uma sombra, ainda que o tempo fosse cruel, a promessa permanecia: reencontrar Isaac Night, mesmo que custasse a eternidade. A cada aparição dela, histórias corriam entre os moradores de Jericho. As crianças da Nevermore cochichavam sobre uma noiva espectral que chorava sangue à beira do lago. Os mais velhos juravam ter ouvido seus passos em noites de lua cheia, arrastando véu e dor pelos corredores da floresta. Ela carregava o peso

Onde Ellie é companheira de Klaus, o hibrido original e o grande mal Será que Ellie será a luz de Klaus? Será que ela vai ama-lo mesmo sabendo quem ele é? Leiam e descubram

Zyra Everhart remembers dying. What she doesn't expect is to wake up again-reborn in a world that shouldn't be real. A world she once watched unfold on a screen, now rewritten with her at its center. But she isn't just another face in the crowd. She is born into a family intertwined with the supernatural, her existence a ripple in a story she thought she knew. As she grows, memories of her past life clash with the reality of her new one, and she begins to notice the fractures-events unfolding differently, dangers lurking sooner than they should. Fate has given her a second chance, but at what cost? As ancient forces stir and old prophecies whisper of change, Zyra must uncover the reason she was brought here before the world she now calls home turns against her. Because in a place where the line between life and death is blurred, second chances often come with a price. Has been: 6th in #alternateuniverse 2nd in #elenagilbert 4th in #stefansalvatore