A collection of one-shots I wrote about my favourite underrated characters from the Witcher series. This book is completely dedicated to (only) smutty one-shots including The Witcher characters and you, dear reader! DISCLAIMER: You must be 18 or up to be allowed to read this book. It contains graphic sexual content, language, erotica. Vote goal : 1500 votes

As humanity has grown the population and threat of monsters has decreased, naturally so has the need for witchers. Of course as long as monsters exist, so will the demand for those who hunt them. Those who are bred from childhood to fight them are mutants, also known as witchers. But (F/N) (L/N) is an interesting case, although he was born after the sacking of Kaer Morhen, he has incredible similarities to his witcher brethren. But the most daunting difference is his red demon like eyes. Follow the journey of (F/N) (L/N) and his master, Geralt of Rivia, as they search far and nigh, for there fellow witcher Ciri. Who is being hunted by a deadly force. Of course, (F/N) is not merely motivated by his witcher code, but his love for Ciri.

Netflix's The Witcher Season 1 FanFiction Changed timeline: Queen of Lyria and Rivia (earlier); The Witcher 3 Wild Hunt Blood and Wine (earlier) (Spoiler alert!) Phil Brown, a blacksmith, and the adoptive father of Evelyn gave out a contract to kill unwanted monsters. Evelyn is unhappy with his decision and tries to kill them herself. The Witcher, Geralt of Rivia made it just in time for her to not get any severe injuries. He sees her potential in swordsmanship but is not willing to share his lonely ride through the continent. Jaskier, the bard, on the other hand, wants to travel more than anything with Geralt, to collect material for his ballads. But if Jaskier, Evelyn's best friend, goes, she'd be lonely and so Geralt got himself, two new travel companions. #1 henrycavill #1 theWhiteWolf #1 kaermorhen #1 thewitcher3 #1 julianalfredpankratz #1 geraltxoc #1 Dandelion #1 Lambert #1 Eskel #1 joeybatey #2 fanfiction #1 Netflix #1 wildhunt

When Alejandra loses her job from Mount Nicole School in Jersey, England, she must find a job quickly. The only job she manages to find is at the local zoo where she meets Henry Cavill, but when romance begins to bloom, she knows she is in trouble. The attraction she feels for him is unlike anything she has ever known, and soon finds herself in uncharted waters. Will she decide to fall prey to the enticements of their attraction, or will she runaway like she has done in the past in the hopes of marrying in the church?

Will have mature scenes, mention of blood, violence ( I own all rights to this book, I dont own HENRY CAVILL he is a human and not a toy or item.) (This book will have mistakes) THE CHARACTERS THAT I USE FOR HENRY CAVILL WILL NOT BE AS THEY ARE IN THE MOVIES OR SHOWS) ANY LYRIC THAT IS USED IS FROM GOOGLE & ANY VIDEO IS FROM YOUTUBE)

"You always this composed?" he asks lightly. "Even after cooking for nine people and pretending a galley the size of a shoebox is your kingdom?" I let out a soft laugh. "Composed is generous. It's mostly adrenaline and an unhealthy relationship with espresso." "I'll add that to the list of things I admire." Ida is used to high pressure - the kind that comes from working for Alistair Chapman, self-made billionaire with a penchant for getting exactly what he wants. Food is her language, her armor, and sometimes the only thing that keeps her grounded in the chaos that is her life. So when she takes the offer to cook on board of Alistair's yacht for almost three weeks, she's not expecting to be completely knocked off balance by a ridiculously handsome, infuriatingly charming British actor. Henry is supposed to be on vacation. No scripts, no interviews, no paparazzi. Just sea air, quiet mornings, and maybe a few pastries he won't feel guilty about. But then he meets the yacht's chef-strong, sharp, and clearly determined not to be impressed by him. The woman who cooked that dish he hasn't stopped thinking about. The one who, against all odds, might just be the most captivating part of this so-called escape. With stolen glances in the early gym hours, sun-drenched conversations on the side deck, and meals that taste like memories, their connection begins to simmer. But is a yacht in the Mediterranean the worst place - or the only place - for something real to begin?

(A POV) 12 year-old renowned philosopher, known worldwide, Tiapreet Kaur, an incredibly intelligent young Indian Sikh girl, who can be aggressive, irrational and rude at some times, is at her first panel, being asked questions, a massive audience, and a detective amongst them. With this, follows tons of adventures, involving Sherlock, Tia and sometimes even her friends. Tia is definitely not a regular young girl you'd expect to see in 1885, but as she likes to say, your life isn't a good one if you know whats about to happen. (This is the Enola Holmes 2 Sherlock) !!THIS IS NOT A SHIP!!

This story is completed! *** TRIGGER WARNING: Intended for audiences 18 and older. Contains situations some readers might find objectionable including sexual assault, domestic violence. *** Book 1 of the Closer Trilogy, a Dark Romance ..... "Don't you dare touch me," I said, hoping to keep up this surge of bravery. I pointed the lamp at him but he only laughed which was rightly justified. "You think a lamp will save you?" "I'm not warning you again." He was quick to snatch the lamp from my hands so I improvised by grabbing the pillow nearest me, throwing it as hard as I could at him. He didn't even flinch. I started for the door, but he launched himself in front of me, cutting off my path. His hands seized my wrists and slammed me onto the wall. He pushed his lips onto mine, the kiss far from affectionate. ..... NO TRANSLATIONS!! A Henry Cavill Fanfiction

This is the 2nd completed installment to the Closer Trilogy! ..... He leaned in fast, crashing his lips onto my mouth as my one free hand beat at his chest, trying to flung him off. Confusion and pain rose in me as his wet lips assaulted mine over and over again. I hated when Henry did this. I hated it when he used physical force to get his way. With all my strength, I managed to throw him off me and break free for a moment. I rushed out of the closet, but he caught up to me in little time, hauling my weight in his arms. Still holding onto me, he dropped us both down on the bed. He mounted on top of me at my hips and as I writhed under his restraint, he captured both my wrists with his hands, pressing them deep into the surface of the bed. My struggling halted. I didn't want to look at him right now. If he wanted to do it, then just let it be over with already. I was sick and tired of this vicious, repetitive game. "Do it then, Henry. Just do it!" ..... *** Intended for audiences 18 and older. *** Book 2 of the Closer Trilogy, a Dark Romance NO TRANSLATIONS ALLOWED! A Henry Cavill Fanfiction