Alicia was normal in every respect until she was pulled into an alternate universe and tasked to help four vampires. The difference between flying and failing is a razor-thin edge and the stakes couldn't be higher.

Claire Emerson is the twin sister to Michael Emerson and older sister to Sam Emerson. When their mother divorces their father the family of four are forced to move in with their grandfather in the city of Santa Carla. Little do they know there is a strange group of people who have a big secret to hide. Will Claire befriend this group or will she become one of their enemies who tries to take them down? Join the Emerson's on their Journey in Santa Carla.

Rory is a free spirit who goes in the direction that the wind takes her once she breaks free from the final strings holding her to her past. One day she decides to pack up her few belongings and move to a new place to start fresh when her car breaks down just outside of Santa Carla, California. She has no idea what's in store for her in the 'murder capital of the world' as she attempts to get her car fixed and keep her new life in order.

Blood flowed like wine, red and sickly sweet, intoxicating too, so much more intoxicating than booze, or bud, or even a good fight. Tearing into throats like a wild animal, bent on destruction and sustenance. It wasn't cruel-it was the necessary fulfillment of need. Once the initial ferocious contact had faded from fighting to feeding, it was almost tender, a babe in arms suckling at mother's breast, nipples raw and tender but ever-giving, ever-nurturing. It was in these moments that life felt real, not the monotony of daytime, when sunlight dulled senses to dull white buzzing. In the dark and the chaos everything was simple. There were needs, and there would be satisfaction. There was hunger, and there would be satiety. There were no mindless, pointless bureaucratic rules, or unnatural structures. There was blood, and that was all she needed. --- Tamara wasn't one for affection. She didn't hug, or talk at dinner, or roll dice or flip the board on family game night. She didn't watch MTV with Sam, or keep Micharl company while he fixed his motorcycle. The closest she had gotten to bonding with her mother in the past few years was ask her to grab tampons during her grocery run. Tamara wasn't fond of attachment, it seemed. To those around her she had always been like this, particularly her high school peers, but the other Emerson's had memories of a gentler, more affectionate Tamara. In truth she had never been bubbly, or friendly, or fond of hugs, but she used to talk more, she used to play cards after dinner. But it had been years since that had happened. A/N: This is a rewrite of an old fic that is currently still up on my page, though it is severely edited. This is the better version

Twilight to Breaking Dawn Emmett Cullen x OC

•ON HOLD• When 17 year old Mary comes to stay with her cousins, aunt, and grandfather in Santa Carla, she meets someone who will change her life forever... 'they're only noodles Michael..'

Blood, Love and.....Rock music? Coming to Santa Cruz was supposed to be the dream getaway for young eighteen year old Hanna Winters, after a harrowing year of lateral flow tests and isolation. But it seems that the 'dream getaway' she was looking for ended up turning into a disastrous affair not even she could begin to fathom. What will happen to Hanna when she is flung into the year 1987 and is stalked by a group of four wild, yet terribly irresistible, vampires who claim she's their long lost bride? And what will she do when her vacation spot suddenly becomes the 'Murder Capitol of the World' - AKA: Santa Carla?... [Slow Updates 2025] #1 in MarkoxOC - 06/2025 #1 in DavidxOC - 08/2025 #2 in Michael Emerson - 11/2021 #2 in PaulxOC - 01/2022 #5 in Paul - 01/2025 #3 in 1987 - 03/2022 #12 in LostBoys - 06/2025

David looked away as he went over something in his mind. When he turned back his eyes had gone back to an icy blue. "Fine, but if I find out that you hid them from me I swear to the fucking devil I'll eat your heart." "The children David!" "Freaking devil. Find them!" He looked back over to Veronica. "Who is she anyway?" "V-veronica," she stuttered out. He gave a half-hearted snort, "That's a pretty name. Sorry if I scared you." He walked past them and the tail of his black trench coat brushed her leg. She could smell a musky cologne and cigarette smoke from the breeze that followed him. A few seconds later, after Max had run out of breath from apologizing, she could hear a motorcycle engine roar to life. It was then, right then at that moment, that she knew God did exist. And she fell in love. ++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++ Jump back into the 1980's with a dorky sixth grade girl equipped with pigtails, glasses, and an obsession with everything vampire. When this little girl befriends a motorcycle gang, she develops a feeling they are hiding something. Oh, and she has a major crush on the pack leader....the one and only David. Will be updating twice a week on Fridays and Sundays! ***Originially posted on Fanfiction.net back when I was in high school. This is an updated/proofread version (っ◔◡◔)っ

Sequel to The Promise. Aria Emerson had been removed from Santa Carla by her father - forbidden from seeing her mates until Christmas. What will happen?

FINISHED AND COMPLATED Immerse yourself in the haunting story of a good girl in this revamped narrative. Follow the life of an introverted 16-year-old girl who is uprooted to the eerie town of Santa Carla. What begins as harassment by four boys spirals into a descent into chaos and danger, where innocence becomes a fragile illusion.