☆ 𝗔 𝗥𝗘𝗧𝗘𝗟𝗟𝗜𝗡𝗚 𝗢𝗙 𝗧𝗛𝗘 𝗢𝗥𝗜𝗚𝗜𝗡𝗔𝗟𝗦: what if the child was a teenager/YA throughout the show duration and not at season 5? After her mother's death, 17 y/o Deena Salée discovers a letter hidden under her bed that wasn't there before. Inside is an old photo of her mother in college with a man, revealed as her biological father- -the notorious hybrid Klaus Mikaelson. Her father's true nature, including her own and her family's is lightly explained but isn't of importance. Not when there's clear and bolded instructions to return to New Orleans in search of protection against a Great Danger. An unknown danger that might've killed her mother. Set on finding her family and any living relatives, Deena travels all the way from Le Havre, France to New Orleans, Louisiana with little knowledge of the supernatural world. A world kept hidden from her since birth. It's quickly discovered that not only is her family the original product of vampires, but some secrets lie within her blood where danger is found, making her the only of her kind- -a tribrid. All while figuring out herself, making a life here in New Orleans with grief fresh on her heart, and getting to know the image of her father and his family people feared- -she now has to defend herself against a coven of witches seeking sacrifice upon a prophecy their ancestors created, a pack of wolves who'll never accept her, vampires who despise her, and humans who are just a reminder of who she'll never be. When will it end? ┌── ⋆⋅☆⋅⋆ ──┐ ☆ 𝗧𝗵𝗲 𝗢𝗿𝗶𝗴𝗶𝗻𝗮𝗹𝘀 X 𝗢𝗖 ☆ 𝗦𝗲𝗮𝘀𝗼𝗻𝘀 𝟮-𝟱 ☆ 𝗙𝗼𝘂𝗿 𝗖𝗼𝗺𝗽𝗹𝗲𝘁𝗲𝗱 𝗕𝗼𝗼𝗸𝘀 𝗜𝗻 𝗢𝗻𝗲 𝗣𝘂𝗯𝗹𝗶𝘀𝗵𝗲𝗱 𝗗𝗮𝘁𝗲: 11/25 𝗘𝗻𝗱 𝗗𝗮𝘁𝗲: 𝗪𝗼𝗿𝗱 𝗖𝗼𝘂𝗻𝘁

"Why can't you be what I want you to be?" "And what is it you want me to be?" That polite smile falling into a wicked smirk as those grey eyes darken like a storm approaching. "Mine." [Addams Oc×BlackOc] Warning: Mature Content, Sexual Themes, Possessive Disorder 18+ ~💀🩶🥀

Adriana Britton wakes to brutality with no memory of her past. She's beautiful, broken, and unknowingly hunted by the Grant brothers, Eric and Roman-two cunning devils determined to make her atone for sins she can't recall. They want blood, but the biggest lie might be the one she's living. Someone's playing a twisted game. Who's truly the monster?

Kelz was everything to Azure. Her first boyfriend, first lover, you name it. However after four years of young love, Azure wakes up to a text that shatters her world. Kelz was done with her, without so much as an explanation. Azure spends weeks searching for answers, but fate has a funny way of changing her heart's tune when she meets Nico Graham during spring break in Miami. Growing up a shy girl, spending most of her days painting away -Azure knows she is no match for the popular man, who has women falling over him wherever he goes. Nico Graham's world consists of two things: Boxing and Women. At the young age of 21, Nico is the undefeated knockout king in the boxing ring, taking on his career headstrong while battling school and the 'friends' he keeps. He wasn't the relationship type, that he knew. However his theory is challenged when he runs into the Golden Brown painter, Azure in Miami. Her shy demeanor and pretty face drawls him in, and he'll do anything to win her love. In a tale of pure fate, Azure and Nico find themselves falling in love in their crazy worlds. When temptation comes knocking at their house of love, will they stand strong or fall?

❝You aren't ugly Shi. You're beautiful inside and out.❞ ❝I'm a living disaster that's waiting to be unleashed.❞ ❝Yeah. But you're our beautiful disaster. And we wouldn't have it any other way.❞ [Suicide Squad FanFic] {Strarted - 8/22/16 Finished - 11/06/17} (©Poison_Ivy99 2016)

Nikki Sixx prys himself on being in the sleaziest dirtiest rock band Motley Crue. He is considered the bad boy of Rock 'n Roll and has a reputation that proves it. He meets the highest-paid fashion model in the world, Iman Darlington who is the complete opposite of him. Fiesty, posh, stuck up, and arrogant. She makes it known that she is above guys like Nikki. Amid all the cutthroat, debauchery, insults, manipulation, drug use, lust, cheating, and tears. The two try to find ways to make their relationship work. Started- January 1st 2020 Edited-As as go Finished- TBD

"Do you really want me, all of me? I'm not like other werewolves or vampires. I can't mark you, I can't fully shift into wolf form, I have a beast inside of me, Genevieve. Is that what you really want?" *****Best Ranking: #1 Vampire 5/13/2015 **** ((ROUGH DRAFT))

Cover by: @Enny101 Christian DeLuca is a very successful businessman with little regard for anyone he doesn't consider family, he's found work and life easier this way. What happens when he finds himself consumed by one thing, or rather one person, Alesha Moore. His plans are to get her, keep her and never let her find out about his title as a kingpin in the Italian mafia. *** "Alesha, where do you think you're going?" he asked in a deep and unsettling tone. "I just saw you commit mass murder Christian. I can't be a part of this world, your world. I'm not built for this life, if this is who you are then.." I let out a humorless chuckle. "I couldn't stomach today let alone the rest of my life. I need to leave, and you need to let me." My voice was so low, even breaking toward the end. Each word provoked tears to spill from my eyes and even more came rushing when I could see how what I said must've felt like daggers to his chest. "You can either stay and talk to me or calm down outside and we'll talk when you're ready, but you are NOT leaving me." His once sexy, endearing voice turned cold and sent frightening shivers throughout my body and I don't know who was staring back at me, but I could no longer see my Christian, not the man I love. *** This book contains mature language AND images, if you find that unsettling, I promise this is not the book for you 😬

She was the undesired outcast, who stood out, yet simultaneously blended effortlessly into the background. I could see the panic in her glassy brown eyes as she prayed her way through the crowded hallways. She'd tightly clutch that cross around her neck, full lips whispering, asking her God to spare her from their scornful glares, hateful comments, and the occasional rough-up. Silly girl. Did she not know that he was not listening and he would never save her? Like Jesus, she was the sacrificial lamb. The anxiety-riddled girl would burst through the doors of the school's library with her chest heaving, heart racing, and sweat dripping from her temples. I'd watch her from the shadows as she stored her items behind the check-out counter, preparing for her free period she spent assisting the school librarian. I clenched my teeth, watching her wheel a cart of books throughout the aisles as she cheerfully hummed her Sunday hymnals. She wore a green and blue pinafore dress that fell mid-calf on her shapely body. She attempted to hide that body from me with oversized clothes, but you could never outfox a fox. They spoke pure blasphemy when they labeled her undesirable because I desired Jezebel Holmes in the worst way. Those opaque white stockings our classmates teased her for wearing did nothing but spur countless hours of fantasies. I'd dream about ripping her tights apart, right at her center, revealing her virginal cotton white panties covering her untouched paradise. I'd yank them to the side and taste her fear in her cum. Her stockings would find themselves strangling her neck while I fucked a believer out of her. I would be the one she'd pray to absolve her of her sins. I would be the one she would seek protection from. I would be her guiding light. I would be her God. #1 in Dark Romance #1 in Tainted Love #1 in Preacher's Daughter 1st Place in General Category - Hearts Award