Sakiya Aikawa was a girl with tragedy flowing through her veins and fury muted beneath her skin. She was living proof that a shattered heart could still beat. She had spent her entire life chasing one purpose after another. She was not born strong, she was made strong. She was sculpted to be her own hero when the world let her down exposing her to its cruelties. Despite its continuous beatdowns she still picked herself back up in search for a meaning to her life existence after the only one she had known was ripped from her grasp at a young age. Only her search would come up empty in that life. She learned something the day she left the world she had known her entire life. Sometimes you have to die in order to be reborn and rise again stronger. Given the choice of resurrection with a goal to save those destined to die she takes it hoping it would give her life meaning. Something to take to her family that awaits her in the afterlife. Though fate is a cruel mistress one Sakiya is very familiar with. Now she must choose. Sacrificing herself for the sake of those she's tasked with saving and losing the only she had ever wanted in life or leaving those to die by the hands of demons. The only question is can she save others when she is in desperate need of saving herself? Will those she must try and save help her heal just as she will help them heal? Will fate strike again proving her to be weak? History has a vicious way of repeating itself even when you try to do things differently. Can Sakiya stop the endless cycle of death and violence while also releasing herself from the past she is still trapped in? Only in her pain did she find her will. Only in her own chaos did she learn to be still. Only in her fear did she find her might. And in her darkness was she able to finally see her light.

The eyes that looked at her was heavy and dark with passion. He slowly walked towards her, each step measured. Anya stood still, waiting for the predator to reach her. "Burn with me in this insanity." His whisper, a silken temptation. "Thirst with me for this passion." "Let me serve you.... Let me ruin you...." He stopped before her, their lips inches apart. He closed the distance as another pair of arms wrapped around her from behind. His lips touching hers, he spoke against them, "You are my addiction and salvation. And we, will never let you go." 🌸 🌸 🌸 🌸 🌸 🌸 🌸 A darkly forbidden Auction in the veils of night catering to the morbid appetites of the wealthy in a world of legalized slave hybrids. Results in A melody of storm uniting the fates of a powerful Heiress with 7 mysteriously seductive & deadly hybrids The dark spiralling descent into the fever of passion & longing entwining their hungers while being targeted by an unknown enemy. What will be the result of the lethal games to Anya & the hybrids caught in a velvety prison of their own cravings for each other.... But slowly, the realization trickled in. . . . All was not normal as it should be, the love they forged, was a test of devotion that was still withstanding the time since before time began. . . Warnings : Abuse, R@pe, Dark Themes, Blood, Possesive behaviour, Mature subjects. Romance, fluff and Comedy is in abundance too 😉 #1 btsromance

❝I laid the groundwork and then saw a wide smirk on your face, you knew the entire time❞ JAMIE TARTTxOC [TED LASSO: SEASON 1-3]

"Pinky promise me that you won't be a dick to people who don't deserve it." "That's a bit juvenile, don't you think?" Jamie tried to deflect, but she pinned him to his spot with a glare, her outstretched hand unwavering. "Tartt," "Fine." He wrapped his pinky around hers, and she pretended as if she felt nothing under his touch. "Promise." 「☺ ☺ ☺ 」 season 1 - 3

Piper Cromwell leaves to spend summer at her grandma's house in Danville and the boys next door are creating all sorts of adventures of their own. (Cover not mine.) WARNING: Character is Albino and I write about some problems such as sensitivity to light and the sun but I'm not making it very serious. she's at no risk of being seriously injured because of her albinism. This show is suppose to be fun and light-hearted, after all. also, I don't have albinism or know anyone who does. So try not to take it to seriously with all the symptoms it could possibly have. I'm specifically making it so she's only sensitive to light and sun because I don't want to offend anyone by writing the other symptoms wrong.

She fled her wedding only to fall into the arms of a mysterious Snow Beast - and now, she's carrying his child. After discovering her fiancé's betrayal Shana runs out on her winter wedding, and straight into a blizzard that almost claims her life. Instead, Shana is saved from freezing to death when she's pulled into the snowy embrace of Penn, a majestic and mysterious Snow Beast who rules a hidden kingdom of ice. Their whirlwind weekend is a symphony of forbidden passion and enchanting mysteries, leaving Shana breathless and transformed. When Shana discovers she's pregnant with Penn's child she's faced with an impossible choice. Will she return to the world she knows or embrace a life with the Snow Beast who has captured her heart? WARNING: This story contains strong language, graphic sexual content, and depictions of pregnancy that may be upsetting to some readers. Reader discretion is advised. Cover design by Mayhem Cover Creations *** This story is part of a special collection of YONDER Originals now available on Wattpad! Unlock part-by-part or the full story with Wattpad Coins.

Mother, let me tell you a secret Your flowers always died in my hands And I hated being the goddess of spring Something you could never understand And I know how you see me Your broken, corrupted child of light But mother, I wanted pomegranates and death I craved the cruel shadows of the night Mother, the god of the dead loves me He bows before me on his knees He offers me a crown of thorns And calls me his queen And maybe you did love me, mother But he loves me, darkness and all He knew that I was meant for more Than being your silly, fragile doll ---------- "Aren't you afraid of my darkness, cara mia?" Hades asked with mischief in his eyes. "No, mon cher." Persephone replied, "You haven't seen mine yet." OC x OC!Addams Wednesday @madebyrach , 2023

What if Hecate Addams, a girl that was twinned with Wednesday at birth but was seemingly the total opposite of the dark, gothic girl, got forced into a school that Wednesday did not? Nevermore Academy, a school for the outcasts and those that were lost within themselves. What happenes when Hecate Addams is reunited with her sister, just two weeks after she herself was sent to the Academy? And what happens when things go mysteriously wrong for the Addams twins? Will Hecate find love in a boy that continuously pulled her attention, or would she push the boy away in fear he'd leave her all alone? Xavier Thorpe x fem!oc I own nothing but Hecate Addams :)

Every year on the day of Ostara a witch is "born". Well, summoned is probably a better word for it, but let's just run with things right now. The sun perfectly aligns with the pillars of Stonehenge calling forth a witch into its center. Since the end of the dark ages people have gathered there every year hoping to be chosen as the summoned witch's bonded. Why, you may ask? Because the bonded of a witch is granted blessings beyond their wildest dreams. Not only that, but having a witch for a bonded almost guarantees yourself prestige and a welcome into the upper echelons of society. This year is special for a reason though. Ostara lines up perfectly with a solar eclipse, which only happens once every 80 years. It is recorded that whenever this event occurs one of the High Priestesses is summoned. A witch with unimaginable power who requires 7 bonded, the most magical of numbers, to keep her magic grounded to this plane. This year it was decided that the bonded spaces would be chosen by an online contest. Enter the BTS ARMY!

❅ Where a Musician finds a Melody of a Home in a Volleyball Club. ❅