Teresa Ballantyne, adım buydu. Ben küçükken annemle babam ölmüştü. Onların ölümünden sonra amcam tarafından New York'a götürülmüştüm. O zamanlar 8 yaşındaydım, zamanla ev işi yapmayı öğrendim. 13 yaşımdan sonra amcam gizemli bir şekilde ortadan kayboldu. Yan komşumuz her gün benimle ilgilenmeye başladı. 13 yaşımda en iyi arkadaşım olan Kate ile tanıştım. Ve şuan 17 yaşımdayım, ne basit bir hayat öyle değil mi? Hayatım özetlemesine böyleydi. Ta ki okula bir kaç yeni öğrenci gelip, bana kendilerininde kurda dönüşebilme yeteneklerinin olduğunu söyleyene kadar. Bana onlarla birlikte yaşamamı söylediler. İşte o gün en sonunda düzgün bir ailem, birçok arkadaşım ve yeni bir evim olacak diye sevinmiştim ama belanın en kötüsü onlarla tanıştıktan sonra başıma geleceğini elbette bilmiyordum. Not= Hikayenin ilk bölümleri kötü bir anlatımla yazılmıştır. Hikayeyi düzenlemeye almak istemediğimden bunu göze alarak okuyunuz.

Tamamlandı Siz: Medya* Siz: Sen benim adresimi nereden biliyorsun aq? Siz: Hayır abi madem biliyorsun beni mi sikeceksin? Siz: Yemin ederim saygım var desteklerim ama o gruba dahil değilim. Siz: Netflix alacak param yok diye 1 aydır kaçak sitelerden izlediğim diziden beni taciz ediyorsun. Siz: Hayır ne istiyorsun, Buse? Siz: Medya* Siz: Buse sadece 19 km uzaklıkta...

Highest ranking #2 in werewolf #1 in Completed #1 in Featured ©MadnessReverie ********* I lean my body against his, carefully brushing my lips against his ear. "What's your name?" I whisper before nipping his earlobe once. "Colton" it sounded more like a groan and I smiled internally. I put my knees on either side of his legs and straddle him, wrapping my arms around his neck, careful not to actually rub against him. "Colton, I like it" I moaned softly before biting my lower lip again. I can tell his hands are itching to touch me, but he knows he's not allowed. His eyes are dark with lust and something else I can't quite place. "Say my name again, Kitten" ********* Thrust into what she thought was a mythical world of wolves and mates, Avery's journey is anything but typical. Can she learn to love what she didn't dare to dream actually existed? Can he accept the baggage that comes with her? I don't own any of the pictures I use. Most of them I found on Google. The story is mine though so please don't steal it.

Mesleğini icra etmeyen beyin cerrahı Jeon Jeongguk, herkesin ulaşılamaz gördüğü, Güney Kore sanatseverlerinin en büyük gözdesi olan Dünyaca ünlü piyanist Kim Taehyung'un, bedenine sahip olmayı kafayı takmıştı. Ve biliyordu ki, istediğini almadan bu takıntıdan caymayacaktı. • Sexual Contect • Text + Düzyazı • Dirty Talk

• Tamamlandı Kim Taehyung, otuz iki yıllık hayatının son on bir ayında, her sabah kapısının önüne bırakılmış bir buket çiçek buluyordu. Tabii bu düşünülenin aksine asla toz pembe bir aşk hikayesi değildi. → Texting - Düzyazı → Instagram → Mini Fic

bir idol olan taehyung, ismi jungkook olan masum bir çocuğa penisinin boyu hakkında mesaj atar. ❀ owner; @yoongisdickpics

• Tamamlandı Yıllanmış bir mektubun son satırında buluşunca adımlarımız, gözlerimden dökülen tek bir yaşla dinsin acıların. Zehrini akıttığın bedenime dokunduğunda ağır ağır, eksik kalan son satırı; gözlerin tamamlasın. 061120 - 200821

Falling into the fiery hell she created must've been the perfect way for her to die. The other woman would then become the heroine that saved the town's people from the mad queen that burnt half of the population down and the duke would become the hero that protected the heroine. They would then be wed and have little children. They would live happily in the new world that they would create after vanquishing the evil queen. They would then lead the people unto a prosperous era of peace. Just... Where?... Where did I go wrong? When I am reborn, will you please give me a simple life?

Melissa Crawford thinks she's just a regular teenage girl. She goes to school. She has friends, boy problems, homework...you know, the typical teenage angst. But she couldn't be more wrong, for Melissa Crawford is not a mortal. Her adoptive mortal mother refused to give her up and hired a witch to erase the enchanting Faery child's memory, not realizing that things aren't that simple. You see, when she was a little girl, Melissa promised herself forever to her Leannan Sidhe (mate), a Fae Prince, and a promise to Fae is sacred. When the Fae Prince comes back to claim what's his, nothing will get in his way. "Mortals are so arrogant. So utterly narcissistic to think that they are the only intelligence in this world, to believe their realm is the only realm, their way is the only way. "Many of you believe us fairies only exist in little kids' fairy tales. We are so much more than that. We exist, living in the Realm just a blink away from yours. A few wrong turns in the park or the forest and you're there. We sometimes walk among you, and you're not even aware of it. Believe me, we exist. Across the globe, your kind calls us and our realm by different names...but as William Shakespeare once said- a rose by any other name..."

The world had gone to hell long ago, taken over by the vampire race. In order to keep some sort of peace in our land, the Vampire Lords made a consecutive agreement. The rich and powerful humans could survive just as they had been, untouched by the vampires save for the occasional blood collections, or so they thought In reality, we were all under their control. Castles spread out throughout our land, one landing in each city. Each castle varied in the number of vampires residing there, but all of them carried a Lord. The Lords were the ones in charge in every city, whether we liked it or not. The vampires often roam through the city, making sure that everyone was in order and no one stepped out of line. If you stepped out of line, you died, end of story. Even if the rich were still under their control, their lives were still better than the poor. The poorest lives held a much worse fate. The men were to be put to work as slaves, whether that meant serving a specific vampire, or just building their castles, they were slaves. The women were to be pets. Pets were the lowest rank you could have. They were forced into cages that were too small to stand in with collars around their necks. They spent their lives in pet shops, just waiting for the dreadful day that they'll be bought. They were treated like animals, trained into what their master wanted, and punished if they misbehaved. Those who were lucky enough to live through that, we're to be slaughtered for their blood at age twenty-five in an act to make sure that our population would stay steady. I was born into this world. Born into this world full of blood-sucking monsters. Except, I was one of the lucky ones. Was. It all ended for me when I was 12, when I was taken away from the last bit of hope and family that I had left. Ever since then, I've lived in a cage, just rotting away, waiting, dreading for the day that some monster would make me his. This is my life. I am a pet. ~~~ Cover by: @mshacake