'𝑌𝑜𝑢 𝑚𝑎𝑘𝑒 𝑚𝑒 𝑓𝑒𝑒𝑙, 𝐻𝑎𝑖𝑙𝑠. 𝐴𝑛𝑑 𝐼 𝑑𝑜𝑛'𝑡 𝑤𝑎𝑛𝑡 𝑡𝑜 𝑓𝑢𝑐𝑘𝑖𝑛' 𝑓𝑒𝑒𝑙.' Hailey McClair's used to playing second. Second to her brother's moods. Second to her sister's dramatics. Still, she has a knack for charm, a habit of control, and a perfectly practiced smile. She tries to forget, to keep things light, pretend she has her shit together - and for the most part she hides it pretty well. But Cook's never been fooled by her. Not really. He's the kind of boy she's spent her whole life avoiding. Loud. Reckless. Impossible. Beautiful in all the wrong ways. And worst of all, he's her brother's best friend. Cook's trouble. Freddie's trying to keep her safe. And Hailey's just trying to make sense of the noise. When you've spent years watching everyone else fall apart, maybe chaos starts to look a little like comfort.

Safia Torres made a mistake. Just one. But it destroyed her entire life. It took her career, apartment, her freedom. Until all she was left with. Was him. He didn't see it that way. In his eyes it solidified everything Everything he already knew To be without Safia Torres for any longer Was a mistake.

Esra of the Northern Water Tribe was never enough for her father. Not as a daughter. Not as a waterbender. Not as the child he raised like an afterthought while he poured his pride into the boys he trained, the boys he treated like the sons he always wanted. In a tribe where women are taught to heal rather than fight, Esra learns to do both. By day, she is the prodigy healer and student, disciplined, intelligent, and obedient in the eyes of the tribe. Though she secretly studies, her father and other masters train their students in combat, she memorizes every skill and technique they think women cannot understand. And by night, she trains herself in the combat techniques that are forbidden to women. While others sleep, she builds a fighting style all her own, one no one was ever meant to see. All while hiding her ambition behind discipline, intelligence, and a calm smile that never reveals how sharp her thoughts truly are. Still, none of it earns the one thing she wants most. Her father's approval remains just out of reach. But the arrival of the Avatar brings change to the North and her.

SEQUEL TO THE ART OF MANIPULATION Jonika thought the bullet ended everything-his empire, his hold on her heart, and the man she loved but was forced to betray. She tried to rebuild, to bury the grief under the illusion of a normal life. But grief doesn't stay buried. It claws. It festers. And some ghosts don't stay dead. When fate drags Jonika back into the shadows she thought she'd escaped, she finds herself hunted by the very man she once destroyed. His face is the same, his eyes colder, his love and fury tangled into something she can't escape. Now she doesn't know if he has returned to reclaim her heart... or claim her life.

"𝑺𝒉𝒆 𝒊𝒔 𝒂 𝒄𝒉𝒊𝒍𝒅." "𝑺𝒉𝒆 𝒊𝒔 𝑚𝑦 𝒄𝒉𝒊𝒍𝒅." 𝑬𝒍𝒊𝒋𝒂𝒉 𝒂𝒔 𝒂 𝒍𝒐𝒗𝒆𝒍𝒚 𝒅𝒂𝒅--𝑰𝒔𝒉 Based on The Originals (S2,S3,S4,S5) I don't own The Originals nor the characters from it. I only own Miley's storyline.

Being apart of a founding family in a small town wasn't fun, especially while being a teenage girl. Finding out who you are is hard enough, having everyone's eyes on you has got to make it ten times harder. Strict absent parents, Way too much freedom, Vampires, and Sex. Klaus made her feel things, feelings instead of lust, protected instead of protection. He made her feel seen and validated her in ways nobody had before. The only problem was everyone in her life absolutely wanted him dead.

𝘠𝘰𝘶 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘬 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘥𝘦𝘷𝘪𝘭 𝘩𝘢𝘴 𝘩𝘰𝘳𝘯𝘴? 𝘚𝘰 𝘥𝘪𝘥 𝘐. In the beginning days of the world, there was a witch who bound her soul to the man she loved, vowing they would remain one in life and in death. When he passed, so did she-and the spell lived on, weaving itself into new lovers across the ages. Life after life, one could not exist without the other. Until the spell fell upon the wrong hands. Two witches, bound together, dared to stand against the Mikaelsons. But when Elijah raised his hand to strike, the witch saw through him-saw the longing he buried beneath his nobility. Love. With her dying breath, she twisted her magic into a curse, condemning him to a thousand years of emptiness. His soulmate would not be born until long after he should have turned to dust. Yet Elijah endured. He learned to live without love, to bury his heart in honor and in blood. His mark burned, but he carried it like penance. And then-exactly a millennium later-Scarlett Gilbert was born. The middle child, loved by many, brought into the supernatural world by her older sister Elena. She assumed her sister being a doppelgänger and being infatuated by 2 vampires wouldn't affect her directly... ..Until the night she was delivered to Elijah Mikaelson. 𝘉𝘶𝘵 𝘐 𝘸𝘢𝘴 𝘸𝘳𝘰𝘯𝘨, 𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘩𝘢𝘪𝘳 𝘪𝘴 𝘤𝘰𝘮𝘣𝘦𝘥, 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘩𝘦 𝘸𝘦𝘢𝘳𝘴 𝘢 𝘴𝘶𝘪𝘵 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘵𝘪𝘦. #1 in #danielgillies 3/22/26 #1 in #mikaelson 7/28/26 #1 in #elijahmikaelson 7/31/26 #1 in #thevampirediaries 8/7/26

Ivy Fairchild, the sweetest girl in mystic falls. She is kind, gentle, and most notably human. Her best friends Damon and Bonnie ensure she's safe within the supernatural world she inhabits. However, no one seems to know why the girl takes such a strong liking to a certain hybrid when he gets to town. Follow Ivy's story as she tries to balance her love for her friends and her longing for who they consider their enemy in "Angel".

Oneshots of our famous sexy Dr. Abbot

Andy couldn't stay in DC anymore, not when everywhere she looked she saw him. Neither could she stay in that ER, not when all of her colleagues had seen her have a mental break down. So now she was in Pittsburgh, beginning her life again. Andy had a plan to build a better, more stable and healthy life, only that plan was very quickly hijacked by a closed off veteran with a dry sense of humour and an obsession for his work.