Geralt passed through the inn's common room and heard another strange bard singing the first song Geralt had heard about the strange Cat witcher, and Geralt hurried out. "Fucking Cats." "Well, that's just rude. We've only just met," came a stranger's voice. Geralt swirled around and his retort died on his tongue when he caught a whiff of a familiar scent just as he saw the dark brown curls and a Cat medallion. With a growl, Geralt lifted the Cat by his leather armor and slammed him against the stable wall. "What have you done to Jaskier??!" The Cat hissed. His eyes went from the white hair to the golden eyes, and ended on the Wolf medal on Geralt's chest. "Geralt of Rivia." He relaxed in an almost insulting kind of way and lifted an eyebrow knowingly. "So that's how it is." Geralt growled. "You reek of him. It was you. The songs he wrote. Where is he?!" The Cat smirked. "Well, you didn't think you were the only witcher worthy of a song, did you?" Geralt growled. "Since when does a fucking Cat travel with a bard?" "Why not?" the Cat said, mock puzzled. "He's charming, and he was writing songs about me, making me sound so heroic. It's been nice to share the Path with someone. The Path, the ale... and the bedrolls." ... After the whole mess of the dragon hunt, Geralt of Rivia has lost a lover, gained a daughter, and now his bard was singing songs about another witcher. Wait, what? *His* bard? Where had that come from?? -- This fanfic is set in The Witcher Netflix TV series, after episode 6 of season 1. It ignores season two almost completely and sets Geralt on a merry chase to self-discovery and his nemesis: talking about his feelings. Warnings: the story contains rude language, canon-typical monsters and violence, nudity, shameless ogling, mild-to-medium angst, and dysfunctional relationships. Image source: https://www.deviantart.com/yakichou/art/Geraskier-852512449

"For fuck's sake, wipe that concerned expression off your face," he hissed and successfully yanked his hand away. If their earlier conversation and the witcher's apology brought them a step closer, now they had taken a huge leap back. Jaskier mentally backed away into his small cave, bringing up all the walls he possibly could to keep himself safe. "We haven't seen each other in ages and suddenly, you come to me running and acting as if you care? When did you even care, Geralt? Why now? I'll tell you what's your deal, so listen carefully." - Starts with Geralt rescuing Jaskier from the cell - Triggers: mentions of torture and past violence, nightmares, emotionally unstable Jaskier and dumbfounded Geralt Posted on ao3 as well.

Fanfiction of Harry Potter, I do not own it. Credit goes to J.K Rowling for creating such a masterpiece. This is a fanfiction and is not the real (partly sadly) so please don't take anything you don't agree with siriusly. READ THE BOOK First Harry Potter fan fic do dont judge i suck at grammar and the other stuff sooooo dont judge again. People change after the war especially the people who ended it. What happens if Severus Snape did not die and becomes the DADA Proffesor? What happens if all those who took part went back to hogwarts and finished their education? (In story they all ready went back this is after the education has finished) What happens if Harry becomes the New Potion Proffesor?

Second Chance Mate "I, Spencer Austin Smith, alpha of the Silver Bear Tribe, reject you, Austin Justine Stephens, as my mate and Luna of this pack. I relieve you of all your duties as 'Luna'." Tears streamed down my face as I stared down at the floor. I didn't have to see his face to know what he was feeling, I could feel the disgust rolling off him in waves. I slowly turned towards the door, and began to walk out. I glanced back and tried my best to rein in my sobs. "I, Austin Justine Stephens, accept your, Spencer Austin Smith's, rejection as your mate and Luna of your pack." I ran down the hallway, ignoring the disgusted glares from others nearby. As I made my way outside, I thought back to the look on his face. I thought I saw a hint of surprise and regret when I accepted his rejection, but I'll never know for sure. °°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°° Austin Justine Stephens is the son of the Silver Bear Tribe's Beta, Alvin Stephens. His father's title should have every pack member respecting him, but there's just one tiny problem: Austin is the Omega. Because of his status in the pack, and some very unfortunate events, Austin is horribly mistreated. His mother died during child birth, resulting in everyone blaming him. Shunned by everyone, he anxiously awaits his eighteenth birthday so that he may find his mate and hopefully escape the hell he calls life. He lives and breathes for the day he finds his mate, hoping that someday someone will come and save him. His mate, Spencer Austin Smith, immediately rejects him, humiliating him in front of the entire school. As these books go, he leaves the pack, but takes his brother (Jared Alexander Stephens, who is nine) with him. He leaves only a single note for his father, explaining why they had to go. Maybe fate isn't so cruel, maybe there is something greater in store for our little Austin.

In which Harry Styles has many many scars on his wrists and arms, and hears voices in his head, and Louis just wants to help and possibly kiss all his worries away ❁ ❁ ❁ ❁ [COMPLETED] COPYRIGHT © 2016, qualitystylinson please do not copy or steal my story, or translate it unless given permission.

Killian didn't think life would get much worse... That was until he busted a kids nose and was suspended from his PhD program. And maybe it was luck, or God looking out for his tortured soul, because who knew something so good could come from something so terrible. Killian met James. James met Killian. The rest was semantics.

Zade is the last of his friends to be single. He's tried, and failed, for six years to find the right Dom. Zade is ready to give up and accept his fate when Morgan Finley comes to town and seemingly has eyes for Zade only. But Zade's had his heart broken in the past and he's not sure if this new guy is for real or if it's just his imagination. Book #3 of Dominant Series Previous Book: Competing for the Dominant Start Date {9/7/20} End Date {6/24/21} {BoyxMan story} Highest Rank: #1 Gay Fiction #1 Gay

[BOOK 1] Not Edited - For the edited version see my bio Aquilam and Ignis, two clans fighting each other for more than a thousand years now. A place where everyone had a pair of wings. We were all hybrids, but with two different kinds of wings. You could have either have bird wings or the one of a dragon. For me, my wings were everything. They were my life, my freedom, and my pride. But after my father's betrayed the King, all our family was also treated as traitors. Our punishment? HELL Every day, as soon as I woke up in the morning until I went to sleep at night, the shadow of my father betrayal always haunted me. He made our lives pitiful. One day, I had enough, so I ran. I ran hating my dad for what he did to us, to ME. A hybrid like me had no chance of surviving in the wild. Not after THAT. This was now my life, trying to survive and resist this incredible and exquisite smell so close yet so far.

Ayden Grant is depressed, lonely, and misunderstood. Cameron Reese is popular, a bad boy and arrogant. "I'm your daddy Ayden." highest rankings: #1 in gay #1 in awareness #2 in boyxboy [ boyxboy romance ] Trigger warnings: this book contains sensitive topics such as blood, cutting, suicide and other dark themes.

The same cliche story of a nerd and jock falling in love. But what happens when the nerd turns out to be a boy that doesn't take shit from anybody and plays hard to get. And the jock a little too trusting. ⬇️⬇️Sneak peak⬇️⬇️ "Fine, we will do the project together." He said throwing his hands in the air, as he surrendered. I just smirked with my victory. "But in one condition; we do it outside the school. I don't want people knowing I'm hanging out with you." He said giving me a disgusted look. "Don't worry, I don't want people knowing I'm hanging out with a dumbass either." I snapped back. "Listen here you." He said while grabbing my collar. "Your little mouth is going to get you in trouble someday." He said between gritted teeth. "I'm sorry, my mouth can't control itself when it's presented to stupidity as low as yours." I said with a smirk crafted on my face. His face turned red and you could see a small vein pop out of his empty head. .......... Find out what happens next.