"I love you. I love everything about you. And it kills me when I see you with someone else. But I understand, I do, I swear I do. You just don't love me the same way I love you... and that's fine. I don't expect you to. Just forgive me, if I distance myself sometimes. I don't do it to hurt you, or to be spiteful. I do it, so I don't say or do something I'll regret. " Laurence finally takes a breath and halts his rambling, looking up to meet her eyes. She stares at him, mouth slightly agape in shock. She definitely wasn't expecting Laurence to confess these feelings, and she definitely didn't expect her heart to flutter at them. Before she could utter a single word, Laurence placed his hands gently upon her cheeks and stared straight into her eyes. Her face immediately switched from an expression of shock to one of confusion. "I'm sorry..." Hope looked even more confused at his apology. But then realisation fell upon her ... but it was too late. "I want you to forget this conversation. Forget I was here." He paused and observed her dazed expression and soothingly caressed her cheek. The left side of his lips slightly raised so that some may think it was a smirk but was just a trait he adapted from his father. "I want you to have such a fulfilling future... and most importantly I want you to find your epic love." He gently removed his hands, placed a light kiss on her cheek, and left with a last glance at Hope's gorgeous complexion. Hope was disoriented as she found herself in her room, trying to grasp an idea of what she was previously doing. She suddenly felt mentally exhausted and so tired. She got into bed and rested her head on her pillow. She closed her eyes with her best friend's name on the tip of her tongue, mumbling just as sleep overcame her. "Laurence Salvatore" *** A story about Damon and Elena Salvatores, son, who is head over heels in love with the one and only Hope Mikaelson. *** Set around Season 3 of Legacies. Hope x OMC

"Do you know why Kitsune don't like you wolves? Because we're better," ******************** When Y/n L/n, a Kitsune was forced to enroll in the Salvatore School, he had his reservations. He imagined a life filled with rules and responsibilities, a place where he'd be just another student. But within those hallowed halls, he discovered something unexpected-a glimmer of hope. It wasn't just any hope; it was Hope, a fiery presence that made every challenge worthwhile. With every day that passed, Y/n realized that he had hope for the school to work out for him, and in Hope, he found a reason to keep the flames of his own existence burning bright.

A boy who loved twilight but hated Jacob's obsession and imprinting on a child gets a second chance to change the fate of Reneesme ,to live in a world of twilight

Xander Forbes is the adopted son of Caroline Forbes who found the boy when he was no older than 3 even than she was surprised how he could still be alive, sitting all alone in a cave with nothing more guarding him than a group of lionesses. The flash of blackness that took over the boys eyes before he changed into a cub left her even more confused. What was he? Who was he? Why would he be here, all alone with no one to look after him? She took the child and took him back with her to Mystics Falls. They all knew right there he was powerful but still the questions remained where did he come from? Who where his parents and why did they leave him there to fend for himself. After looking for months and finding no answers Caroline decided to adopt the boy she named Alexander but most people known him as Xander.

Eros Ivanov, one of the twin sons of the Lycan King (and Caspian's younger brother) meets his match in a psychopathic ex-convict. Tequila: I have no problem admitting why I'm here. I'm in prison because I'm psychopathic (so they say) and set a world record for the most murders in history. 299 proven, 136 unproven(so they say). Yeah, I was a serial killer and I enjoyed it while it lasted. Now, the government wants to send me to school and have me stay with my crack-ass mother. Fine, but don't be mad when you find her dead body. I told you I didn't like her. When my eyes catch sight of him, I swear the world just seems clearer. The finest guy- no man, I have ever seen. He intrigues me and when I'm around him, his presence suffocates me and leaves my heart racing in anticipation. I know he's not human but that just excites me even more. But I can't be with him. I can't drag him into my problems. I can't ruin his life, so I have to stay away. For his sake. Eros: I honestly regret ever helping Cassandra, because now she has it in her head that we're meant to be. All I did was pick up the book she dropped and now she believes we're soulmates. She's like a leech that won't come off. The only woman I want is my aresthai. Ever since my mother told me what it was, I had yearned for my other half, the person that would compliment me. She was the most beautiful creature I had ever seen, unknowingly pulling me in and turning me to mush every time she smiled. But, she wants nothing to do with me. She keeps distancing herself, not letting me get close to her so I can understand her. I want to be there for her. But she's won't let me in. And I don't know why.

Eli is the only living Lockwood left. The only son of Tyler Lockwood and a werewolf mother. He's also the first natural born werewolf/vampire hybrid. When Alaric and Caroline found him, they take him to a school where he meets Hope Mikaelson. The one and only Tribrid. Ironic enough, their fathers were enemies. Will they be too? I don't own Legacies WARNING This book contains the following • Sexual scenes • Violence • Course Language • Nudity

Henrik Mikaelson. Always known as the child taken too soon. The One that motivated Esther to make vampires. His siblings were made immortal, but no one knew that he already was, but in a very different way. He's had many names in many lifetimes. But in his most current one. He's Stiles Stilinski. I don't own any characters.

[UNEDITED] "Careful," the man whispered that sent shiver down her spine. He is positioned behind her and no matter how hard she uses her strength and try to break free from his grasp-- the man's hand were chained to her neck stopping her to move away from him. "I can feel nothing but the desire to kill me," he muttered. "You are not going to succeed." Her heart hammered inside her chest when she felt a pair of sharp fangs in her neck. "You crossed the line and now you are mine, woman." *** An order to kill a man named Valerian Fenrir was pointed upon the she-wolf Natasha by her father alpha Acanthus ever since she was little. When it is finally the time for her to go to the city to fulfill the wishes of her father- she thought it was going to be easy, little did she know, a couple of surprises awaits her.