"𝘐'𝘮 𝘣𝘪𝘨𝘨𝘦𝘳 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘯 𝘮𝘺 𝘣𝘰𝘥𝘺 𝘐'𝘮 𝘤𝘰𝘭𝘥𝘦𝘳 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘯 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘩𝘰𝘮𝘦 𝘐'𝘮 𝘮𝘦𝘢𝘯𝘦𝘳 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘯 𝘮𝘺 𝘥𝘦𝘮𝘰𝘯𝘴 𝘐'𝘮 𝘣𝘪𝘨𝘨𝘦𝘳 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘯 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘴𝘦 𝘣𝘰𝘯𝘦𝘴" -𝘏𝘢𝘭𝘴𝘦𝘺 [𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐕𝐚𝐦𝐩𝐢𝐫𝐞 𝐃𝐢𝐚𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐬 𝐕𝐚𝐫𝐢𝐨𝐮𝐬 𝐘𝐚𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐫𝐞×𝐎𝐂 𝐄𝐥𝐞𝐧𝐚] Waking up as Elena Gilbert was not on my to-do list. I wasn't hit by a truck, I wasn't brutally murdered-I just died of boredom. Literally. And instead of eternal peace, I got reincarnated into The Vampire Diaries, a show I never even bothered to watch. Fanfiction? Sure. But the actual series? Nah. Now, I'm stuck in Mystic Falls, surrounded by supernatural drama, broody vampires, and a plotline that's practically begging me to follow it. Hard pass. Disclaimer: I do not own The Vampire Diaries or any of its characters. All rights belong to the original creators, L.J. Smith, Kevin Williamson, and Julie Plec. This is a fanfiction purely for entertainment purposes. Only the plot twists and the transmigrator Elena belong to me.

When Enid dared Agnes to find a partner for the annual Raven Dance, no one expected her to show up with a normie, let alone to kiss him in front of the entire school... (Male OC x Agnes DeMille) Wednesday Short Story within Season 2.

➽ 𝐢𝐧 𝐰𝐡𝐢𝐜𝐡 𝐚 𝐠𝐢𝐫𝐥 𝐝𝐢𝐞𝐬 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐢𝐬 𝐫𝐞𝐛𝐨𝐫𝐧𝐞𝐝 𝐢𝐧𝐭𝐨 𝐭𝐰𝐢𝐥𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭. 𝐚𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐝𝐚𝐮𝐠𝐡𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐨𝐟 𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐥𝐢𝐞 𝐬𝐰𝐚𝐧. 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐬𝐡𝐞 𝐠𝐞𝐭𝐬 𝐢𝐦𝐩𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐨𝐧 𝐛𝐲 𝐣𝐚𝐜𝐨𝐛 𝐛𝐮𝐭 𝐡𝐨𝐰? 𝐢𝐬𝐚𝐛𝐞𝐥𝐥𝐚 𝐝𝐢𝐝𝐧'𝐭 𝐠𝐞𝐭 𝐢𝐦𝐩𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐨𝐧. [𝐫𝐞𝐛𝐨𝐫𝐧 𝐢𝐬𝐚𝐛𝐞𝐥𝐥𝐚 𝐬𝐰𝐚𝐧 (𝐛𝐥𝐚𝐜𝐤𝐟𝐞𝐦𝐨𝐜) 𝐱 𝐣𝐚𝐜𝐨𝐛 𝐛𝐥𝐚𝐜𝐤]

Lila Benedict woke up one morning only to realize... she's back in time. Seven days before the zombie apocalypse. Betrayed by the men she once saved, she swears: no more handsome men. No one. Ever. But fate... has a sense of humor. Not only does she inherit a house system straight out of a female lead's dream, it comes with a catch! To unlock its full power, she must find four men. And these aren't just any men. There's the infuriatingly charming celebrity, the cold and calculating CEO, the mysterious genius doctor and the wild card who's trouble with a capital T. Each holds a secret crucial to her survival... and maybe her sanity. Can Lila survive the apocalypse, keep her heart intact, and figure out how to deal with four impossibly perfect men at once? One thing's for sure, this time, she's not going down without a fight!.

Getting sucked into a cliché romance novel was bad enough. Being forced to endure Stella-the "heroine" who refers to herself in the third person-is a literal nightmare. ​"Stella is hungry. Stella wants a shiny diamond!" For Lyra, a broke girl who just wants a decent meal and a nap, it's enough to make her blood boil. But every time she loses her temper and tries to "educate" the handsome Male Leads on why they're being idiots, they don't get mad. They just... stare. Apparently, a fuming, frowning Lyra is "adorable." ​When the story's "Villain" kidnaps her, Lyra expects a dungeon. Instead, she finds a mansion filled with her favorite snacks and a man who begs for her love while accidentally (on purpose) showing off his six-pack. ​The plot is broken, the Villain is a love-sick fool, and the "heroine" is coming to "rescue" her from the only place that actually has good food. ​[System Notification: Storyline Corrupted. New Objective: Survive 10 Worlds.]

Dropped at the gates of Henry VIII's court, Silvana refuses to be tamed. By crown, court, or men. She becomes a scandal, a rumor, a problem... and Charles Brandon's favorite mistake. Silvana was not made for courts, crowns, or kings. She wears black leather in a world of silk, speaks truth where lies survive, and refuses to bow to anyone - especially Henry VIII. Charles Brandon should have left her alone. He didn't. Now the court whispers, the king watches, and desire looks a lot like war.

Transmigrating into a trash novel just as she's being framed for stealing a priceless necklace, cannon fodder Lin Xia refuses to follow the script.

Everyone expected the quiet princess to die. The tyrant king had buried wives before, and the fragile girl forced to marry him was supposed to become just another forgotten tragedy. But the soft-spoken queen does something no one expected. She survives. While the court fears the monster on the throne, she remains beside him calm, gentle, and far stronger than anyone realizes. At first, the king tells himself she is simply useful. Her mind is sharp. Her kindness dangerous in a palace built on cruelty. And kings protect what is useful. But the longer she stands beside him, the more the kingdom begins to notice something unsettling. The tyrant who trusted no one now watches her like she is the most valuable thing in his world. His words remain cold. His temper still deadly. But everyone can see the truth the king refuses to admit. The monster on the throne has fallen in love. And the quiet queen who was supposed to die has learned something even more dangerous The only way anyone could ever hurt her... Is by surviving the king who would burn kingdoms to the ground to protect what belongs to him. (Book 1 )

Being Reborn as a Female Merlyn was Nowhere in my plans, ever. To be honest I wouldn't mind going back home. So during the time of magic, I do what any crazy person would do. I try to get caught. But I've came across some problems with that. No one believes that I have magic no matter what I do and . . Uther seems to like me for some reason. . Even though I insult him, add in that Arthur is in constant states of disbelief and well, it's whatever it is I guess. -------- "You've been trying to get executed since you arrived in Camelot and you expect me to believe that you're a witch? Are you mad?" Uther asks me in disbelief with an almost amused look on his face. Arthur x Merlyn

The movie: Corpse Bride ((Male!Emily)) ᴇʟɪᴢᴀʙᴇᴛʜ ᴇᴠᴇʀɢʟᴏᴛ ᴡᴀꜱ ᴘʀᴇᴘᴀʀᴇᴅ ᴛᴏ ꜱᴀᴄʀɪꜰɪᴄᴇ ʜᴇʀ ʜᴇᴀʀᴛ ꜰᴏʀ ᴅᴜᴛʏ-ᴜɴᴛɪʟ ʜᴇʀ ᴡᴏʀᴅꜱ ʙɪɴᴅ ʜᴇʀ ᴛᴏ ᴛʜᴇ ᴅᴇᴀᴅ ɪɴꜱᴛᴇᴀᴅ. ꜱᴡᴇᴘᴛ ɪɴᴛᴏ ᴛʜᴇ ꜱʜᴀᴅᴏᴡᴇᴅ ᴜɴᴅᴇʀᴡᴏʀʟᴅ, ꜱʜᴇ ᴀᴡᴀᴋᴇɴꜱ ᴀꜱ ᴛʜᴇ ʙʀɪᴅᴇ ᴏꜰ ᴇʟɪᴀꜱ, ᴀ ᴄᴏʀᴘꜱᴇ ɢʀᴏᴏᴍ ᴡʜᴏꜱᴇ ᴅᴇᴠᴏᴛɪᴏɴ ɪꜱ ᴀꜱ ᴜɴꜱᴇᴛᴛʟɪɴɢ ᴀꜱ ɪᴛ ɪꜱ ꜱɪɴᴄᴇʀᴇ. ʙᴇᴛᴡᴇᴇɴ ʙᴏɴᴇ ᴀɴᴅ ʙʀᴇᴀᴛʜ, ʟᴏᴠᴇ ᴀɴᴅ ꜰᴇᴀʀ, ᴇʟɪᴢᴀʙᴇᴛʜ ᴍᴜꜱᴛ ɴᴀᴠɪɢᴀᴛᴇ ᴀ ᴡᴏʀʟᴅ ᴏꜰ ᴛʜᴇ ꜰᴏʀɢᴏᴛᴛᴇɴ ᴡʜɪʟᴇ ʟᴏɴɢɪɴɢ ꜰᴏʀ ᴛʜᴇ ʟɪꜰᴇ-ᴀɴᴅ ꜱɪꜱᴛᴇʀ-ꜱʜᴇ ʟᴇꜰᴛ ʙᴇʜɪɴᴅ. ᴀꜱ ᴛᴇɴꜱɪᴏɴ ʙʟᴏᴏᴍꜱ ʙᴇᴛᴡᴇᴇɴ ᴛʜᴇ ʟɪᴠɪɴɢ ɢɪʀʟ ᴀɴᴅ ᴛʜᴇ ᴅᴇᴀᴅ ᴍᴀɴ ᴡʜᴏ ᴄᴀʟʟꜱ ʜᴇʀ ᴡɪꜰᴇ, ᴇʟɪᴢᴀʙᴇᴛʜ ɪꜱ ꜰᴏʀᴄᴇᴅ ᴛᴏ ᴄᴏɴꜰʀᴏɴᴛ ᴀ ʜᴀᴜɴᴛɪɴɢ ᴛʀᴜᴛʜ: ꜱᴏᴍᴇᴛɪᴍᴇꜱ ᴛʜᴇ ᴠᴏᴡꜱ ᴡᴇ ꜰᴇᴀʀ ᴍᴏꜱᴛ ᴀʀᴇ ᴛʜᴇ ᴏɴᴇꜱ ᴛʜᴀᴛ ʀᴇᴠᴇᴀʟ ᴡʜᴏ ᴡᴇ ᴛʀᴜʟʏ ᴀʀᴇ.