Superman 2025 X O/C Superman is for the people Clark is for only her No matter the cost

Lions are apex predators that use a variety of hunting techniques to take down their prey, but when matched with something just as fast due to its size with venom just as dangerous, the hunt becomes even more enticing. "You want justice? You got it. But this isn't justice, this is torture, going beyond murder, killing people like an animal? I really don't want to have to put you down like one." "If you're fast enough go right ahead, malen'kiy pauk(little spider)." [ Fem!OC x Kravenoff / Sergei Kravinoff ] [ Marvel Cinematic Universe ] [ IMYURDAAD , 2024 ]

Superman/Clark Kent (David Corenswet) x reader Description: You never believed in fairy tales-not until the day he fell from the sky and into your life. With eyes like the clearest blue and a heart forged stronger than steel, Superman wasn't just the protector of the world-he became the protector of your heart. Between stolen kisses above the city lights, whispered promises carried on the wind, and the delicate ache of loving a man who belongs to the skies, you find yourself caught in a love that defies gravity, destiny, and even fate itself. In his arms, you're not just safe-you're infinite.

I felt the scar that night. It was the worst feeling ever. All that I know is that I'm running. Again. Only this time, it may be for the last time. I knew there was something about her when I met her in school. Something familiar. How I missed it, I don't know. All I know is that I'm glad I met her when I did. Before I was likely going to be killed. I felt the scar grappling with my friend. It knocked me unconscious. Since then, my entire heart had gone into working at NCIS, same place my Cêpan works. But something came up. They had found me. I was sure of it. That's why, by some bloody miracle, Gibbs let me work the undercover operation in Paradise, Ohio by myself. When I met him in the office, I knew something was up. Then I started getting hurt. I had never gotten hurt, save for the scars on my leg. So what was going on? John Smith, meet Number Seven. Marina Nightshade, meet Number Four. May the joining of the Lorien Garde commence. *** Nope. Don't own The Lorien Legacies series, that belongs to Pittacus Lore. Don't own NCIS, that goes to . . . well, whoever owns NCIS. However, Marina Nightshade is an OC. She's a character I made for a game my cousin and I play. Ironically, we got into I Am Number Four, and there went my imagination. She does have The Power of Six's Seven's powers, though. Savannah Starlight belongs to my cousin, along with anything she can do. I also do not own the cover. It was made by marveously_crazed.

⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀01. she felt herself fall, fall, fall, into it's lovely embrace, night holding her hand. ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀02. in which tomi dwyer, the girl allergic to the sun, finds a home that many want to destroy. ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀IDYLLIC TWILIGHTVERSE © ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀copyrighted work, no trans ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀lations or republishing. ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀first book in the idyllic ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀twilightverse.

Spy || Derek Hale When the troublemaking duo ventured into the woods that night to uncover the truth behind a buried body, the plan unraveled quickly. Stiles' sharp tongue and bad timing landed him in the back of his father's patrol car, leaving Scott McCall alone to face the dark unknown. As he pressed on without his friend, the oppressive silence of the forest turned sinister. And then he saw them-two glowing, blood-red eyes piercing through the shadows. For Scott, it was a fateful encounter that would change his life forever. Meanwhile, Hazel's own journey took a different turn. A series of strange, inexplicable events led her to Derek Hale, the brooding and enigmatic werewolf with a dangerous past. Their initial meeting was anything but friendly, shrouded in suspicion and the weight of secrets. But as Hazel's path continued to intersect with Derek's, an unlikely connection began to form. Over time, Derek became an unwilling protector to Hazel, and she, in turn, became one of the few to glimpse the humanity buried beneath his hardened exterior. Each season of chaos brought them closer-whether through shared battles, unexpected alliances, or moments of vulnerability that neither expected to share. But as Hazel grew more entrenched in the supernatural world, she couldn't help but wonder if her connection with Derek would be her salvation-or her undoing. For in Beacon Hills, trust could be as dangerous as any monster lurking in the woods. TEEN WOLF S1 S2 S3 S4 S6

"A certain darkness is needed to see the stars" - Gwendolyn Rose Pevensie •comment • vote • (In need of editing, read at your own risk) 𝐚 𝐩𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐜𝐞 𝐜𝐚𝐬𝐩𝐢𝐚𝐧 𝐟𝐚𝐧𝐟𝐢𝐜𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧

After a recent wedding for her mother, Maddy finds herself moving to Forks, Washington with her little sister and the happy newly-weds. She's not happy about this decision, nor is she happy about her new step sister Claire who seems to have it out for her. She misses her father and boyfriend who are still back in Pennsylvania, but what will happen when she meets a topaz eyed boy by the name of Edward Cullen? Will she find love with this mysterious boy or will he only be a fatal attraction? Not to mention a certain werewolf has his eyes on her.

(COMPLETED) When Beatrice Bowers receives a call form her hometown of Derry, Maine she knows she must go back. When her and her childhood friends are faced with a killer clown and her crazy brother will she stay and fight or leave and live like it never happened. True feelings are brought up and pain is caused. (This is a sequel to my other story Mixtape. Also trigger warning, this book has mentions of sexual assault. The chapters where it's mentioned have warnings on them but, I just wanted to give you guys a heads up.)

(COMPLETED) She left a letter and he left a mixtape. The story of how two kids find love through fear and a teenage summer. Beatrice Amy Bowers just wanted a normal summer but, instead she got a killer clown. Will she get a summer fling or a lifetime romance? (COMPLETED) Disclaimer- I don't own most of these characters. I own Beatrice, Birdie, and Bertha