(STORY IS 18+ AND CONTAINS MATURE CONTENT) Three years ago, Rafe Cameron decided to take a chance by asking out Alana Routledge at Topper Thorton's annual Halloween Bash. When she rejects him, he settles for the girl who falls into the palm of his hand during a moment of his own weakness. Ten months later, a newborn baby is brought to Rafe after the mother abandoned the child and her parents wanted nothing to do with raising a baby. For two years Rafe has lived privately, not wanting anyone to know that he's been raising a child that he didn't even know he fathered until the moment that baby showed up in front of him. With the holidays coming around, Rafe's family has many of trips planned but Rafe can't participate like the twenty-five-year-old he is due to being a father. With the help of his stepmother, Rose, he searches for a nanny. Meanwhile, Alana Routledge is looking for a good paying job to help her pay for her college courses. When she meets with her late mother's friend, Rose, she's hired for a nanny job. Only to discover she's nannying for Rafe Cameron's secret child. (STORYLINE DOES NOT FOLLOW THE TELEVISION SHOW AND CHARACTERS WILL BE WRITTEN AS I NEED THEM TO BE FOR THE STORY'S PURPOSE)

ENDS ON A CLIFFHANGER (Book 1) When assassins and ex-lovers, Eliana and Reid reunite under unusual circumstances they must try and work together to take down the organisation that took away their childhood and ruined their relationship. ... "You can hate me all you want, Eliana. You can convince yourself that I'm the worst human being on this fucking planet, but it doesn't change how much I love you, how much I've always loved you. There is no one on this planet who I have loved as fiercely as I have loved you!" He throws his hands up in the air, frustration clear on his face and I swallow hard having to look away from his intense gaze. "But you left," I whisper meekly feeling my guard crumble bit by bit. The silence between me and Reid is tense. The way we look at each other has my heart pounding in my chest and my breath stuttering. There's a metre between us and Reid's chest heaves as he tries to calm down. "You left, Reid." I croak, my eyes burning with tears and his face softens. He closes the space between us and cradles my face in between his large, soft, tattooed hands, leaning down to rest his forehead against mine, his eyes fluttering shut. "And I'll never leave you again, Eliana. Death would have to take me before I left you, baby."

"Stop overthinking," she whispered, holding my cheek as she stroked her thumb. "Please." "I can't," I admitted, scrunching my brows. "I'm sorry." "Don't apologise," she said gently, her eyes moving to my lips. "You're doing so good." Theo Ferreira- full time student and part time tattoo artist. He's quiet, reserved and has no other interests besides completing his degree. Theo is focused, but his focus shifts when he meets a woman who brings out a side to him he didn't know existed. Nina Cantero- full time student and the occasional babysitter. She's curious and utterly bored with her abundantly bleak life. Nina seeks a new thrill, and sometimes that means fresh ink on her skin. What happens when her newfound craving leads her to a particular tattoo artist?

*** CURRENTLY UNDER CONSTANT REVISION AND EDITING! UPDATING WHENEVER POSSIBLE *** **Previous called "Post Apocalyptic Love (Daryl Dixon Fanfiction** *yes, there is smut. since its a daryl dixon fanfic, it only seemed fitting. i will put a warning in the chapter that have it, so if you are uncomfortable with reading smut, skip that part. this is all my first time writing this kinda stuff so take it easy on me. thanks!* ~~ The book is separated by each season of TWD, so if you have a favorite season you can chose to read Kelley's story from there ~~ A virus broke out across the globe, reanimating the dead and creating mass chaos. In a matter of days, half of the world's population was either dead or turned. The government collapsed, TV and radio stations shut down, and everyone was left to fend for themselves. Kelley lost everything in the beginning. Her family, her house, even her small hometown in the state of Georgia. So she decided to leash up her dog, a Belgian Malinois named Bud, gather some supplies, and head towards Atlanta. She encounters a small group along the way. Survivors just like her, with stories and losses of their own. She soon becomes close to them, feeling like she has found another family, and she will do anything to protect them. This is a story of lost, love, survival, and surprises. The world doesn't care that you are alone, doesn't care if you're hungry, and doesn't care that death lurks around every corner. The undead feed on the living and the living can't be trusted. As the days pass and the world she knew was gone, she keeps a record of everything that has happened since first night. In a world where previous history is long forgotten, Kelley believes it is necessary to write down her journey and keep track of all things apocalyptic, so that maybe one day it will help others learn how to survive... and not make the same mistakes she has. So, let's start at the beginning.

Alessandro Galanti, a mafia boss who has his eye set on Aria Stone. And he'll stop at nothing until she is his.

"He was bad. He smoked, he broke the law, he drove too fast for his own good. He didn't care because no one taught him how to. But when it came to her, he wanted to be the best man. He couldn't bare the thought of her being hurt by him... or by anyone else. He would kill to protect her, the girl who cared about someone as worthless as him in all her perfection." ✦ ⚠️WARNING ⚠️ This story is going to have a lot of spelling and grammar mistakes so if you can't handle that than please leave because rude comments will be deleted. ‼️This book will also have mentions of suicide‼️ ❗️I don't own any rights to the pictures or quotes in my story❗️

WARNING! This story was my first (unedited/draft). Grammer, plot, etc is messy so please beware! thank you :))) - He couldn't get enough of the emerald in her gaze. And the one colour she thought she'd be afraid of was a colour her heart was set to beat towards a million times a day. - 𝙇𝙖𝙣𝙙𝙤𝙣 𝘼𝙣𝙜𝙚𝙡𝙤 𝙈𝙖𝙡𝙞𝙠. He is the most feared person in their town. Anyone who crossed his way was met with brutality and cruelty within him. He kills without remorse. But when he locks his grey eyes on a pair of green ones, everything he trained to become had vanished, because of her. 𝙇𝙖𝙮𝙡𝙖 𝙑𝙖𝙡𝙚𝙣𝙩𝙞𝙣𝙖 𝙎𝙪𝙢𝙢𝙚𝙧𝙨. She is known and loved by many, she was as gentle and sweet as a flower. She is the light in the darkness. But when she sets her green eyes upon his grey ones, she can't help but let her light shine through the darkness of him.

He was the monster they warned her about. And she loved him anyway. Daniella Lockwood was never supposed to fall for Klaus Mikaelson. But somehow, between stolen glances, late-night painting sessions, and the gentle way he said her name, she did. Completely. Recklessly. "I don't know," he said after a second. "Sometimes I feel like I'm in a version of my life I wasn't supposed to get. Like the universe made a mistake and let me have this." Daniella didn't say anything right away. She just leaned her head on his shoulder. "Well," she said softly, "if this is a mistake, let's both be wrong together." A story of love, grief, and the kind of forgiveness that doesn't come easy, because love is never logical. Oc x Klaus Mikaelson

In which the original hybrid finds himself falling for an eighteen year old witch with a rather huge and destructive secret. OR In which a cursed witch falls for the guy who wants to kill her friends. KLAUS MIKAELSON X FEMALE OC ༺═──────────────═༻ #1 in rebekahmikaelson on 04/01/23 #2 in theoriginals 02/02/23 #1 in klausmikaelson 04/02/23 #1 in Elijahmikaelson 04/02/23 #1 in vampire 12/02/23 #3 in stefansalvatore 18/02/23 #7 in thevampirediaries 02/03/23 #1 in Klaus 11/03/23

I waited too long for you. I will devour you, Love you into flame. © totheiakes The Vampire Diaries OC x Klaus Mikaelson