Vivian Sorrengail was forged for war, sharpened by cruelty, tempered in blood. Her destiny was written in the clash of swords and the blood that stains her hands, a legacy of obedience wrapped in violence. But prophecy doesn't bow to kings, and fate doesn't care for loyalty. When ancient powers stir and enemies bleed from the shadows, Vivian will have to decide what kind of monster they turned her into - and whether she'll burn their kingdom down before it can bury her first. ⸻ "You are a weapon, a servant of Navarre." "I am whoever I choose to be. A monster or savior. A damn reckoning. You're going to regret ever crossing me."

𝓥𝓮𝓻𝓮𝓷𝓪 𝓡𝓸𝓶𝓪𝓷𝓸 and 𝓐𝔃𝓻𝓪𝓮𝓵 𝓔𝓿𝓪𝓷𝓼 have despised each other since the very first moment they set their sights on each other. Verena can't stand his posh British accent, devastatingly handsome face and the gentlemanly facade nearly everyone at their college seems to fall for. Behind the posh accent, handsome face and polite manners, something dark lurks beneath the surface. Verena knows about this darkness inside him because not only does he show his true colours around her, but the darkness that resides deep inside her soul rears its ugly head anytime he's within view. It's not until one night at a masked party on campus, where Verena finds herself in an unexpected situation that she likes more than she's willing to admit, that everything changes. When she finds out who the person behind the mask is that made all her darkest desires come true, she's furious and conflicted by all her emotions. Verena is left fighting her desires and her hatred. She isn't sure what is going to win in the end, she just knows that she'll make him pay. - ‼️this story will have a lot of grammar issues so if you can't handle that then please don't read it because hateful comments will be deleted ‼️ ⚠️ This book is dark compared to her innocence and therefore isn't for the faint of heart. I would suggest reading the trigger warnings in the introduction for anything that might cause you any harm⚠️

two best friends two different sides one destiny (mature content)

When Eloise Baker came to Hogwarts her fourth year, she couldn't help but fall in love with the castle, her new friends, and the excitement around every turn. Now, as a sixth year at her beloved wizarding school, falling more in love with the castle is not the only thing on her mind... ~~~~ "I wait until I can't hear a sound, then I sit up in my bed, my heart thumping. The pain in my neck is gone. Actually, I can't feel any pain whatsoever. I only feel him. What now?"

"I would challenge death himself if it meant I could spend forever with you." Harry Potter dead. The wizarding world lost. Lyra was sent back with the goal of ending the boy who would one day become Voldemort and create catastrophe in the wizarding world. But what happens when her memories of his true identity become lost upon her arrival to the past? Would she be able to recover them just in time... ...or was it already too late? | Completed | {To be blunt the first few chapters are not to my liking, I started writing this for fun but then became really invested into it after a few chapters.}

⚘ ✰ ☾ ❥ ✧ ⋆ ❦ ༄ ↳ THE LEGEND SAYS: When God created snow, he gave it the task of visiting the flowers of the earth to gather colors. All the flowers refused, until the snow visited the gentle snowdrop. ↳ THIS IS THE story of how notorious gang leader, Thomas Shelby found his gentle snowdrop. ⚘ ✰ ☾ ❥ ✧ ⋆ ❦ ༄ {Thomas Shelby x OC} {Peaky Blinders Fanfic} {Season one - } UNDER MAJOR EDITING

Aurora King, a 25 year old content single mom, who has just work her way up the nursing latter to D.O.N. Gets unknowingly wrapped up in her baby daddy's gambling debt leading her to meet Matteo Moretti, the Don of the Italian mafia. Matteo takes an immediate liking to Aurora leading him to uncover her family secrets she didn't know existed.

Our bodies melded together, chests rising and falling in unity. His eyes poured into mine longingly, desperately, yet the distance between us remained unconquerable. "Please, just take it off," came my broken whisper as my fingertip traced the edge of his mask. "I want to know you." "You won't like what you see." • • • The Masked Dancer is only one of the many mysteries that lurk within the shadows of Jangmi's dream performing arts school. The Gothic architecture, complete with towering buildings, sweeping arches, and an abandoned opera theatre, serves as the perfect home for a web of secrets. As Jangmi attempts to navigate the dark maze of her university, she learns that she cannot fully grant trust to anyone but herself. With an unknown writer leaving her chilling letters, she is surrounded by seven possible suspects, each of whom have hidden reasons for getting close to her. CONTENTS: ➺ Romance ➺ Mystery ➺ Fantasy ➺ Performing Arts au ➺ Beauty and the Beast meets The Phantom of the Opera HIGHEST RANKS: ⤷01 in hobi ⤷01 in performingarts ⤷14 in fanfiction ⤷14 in junghoseok ⤷02 in btshoseok ⤷02 in seokjin Word Count: ~ 130,000 All Rights Reserved. © Hoseokiiss

Bucky Barnes is fed up with having to chase a ghost. A ghost that keeps stealing things the Avengers need or have in their possession. The thief has taken the wrong thing from Bucky and the Avengers push Hydra to the side while they focus on tracking the thief down. Blue is the ghost they are after. She is enhanced, fast, strong and full to the brim of sarcasm and filthy comments. Much to the Avenger's dismay. She isn't an enemy but she isn't an ally. When she finally gets caught, she does everything she can to get on the Avenger's nerves but agrees to help them track something down. However, one team member catches her eyes. I do NOT own the Marvel characters. I do own my characters. This is set after the marvel films but no one died or went back in time. Will contain swearing, filthy thoughts, sexual innuendoes and smut.

For five years a group of seven men roamed the streets and ruled the underground. They were ruthless and feared. The most wanted by law throughout the country. No one saw their faces except their own masks that glowed in the dark shadows they lived in. But one day they disappeared. No one knows what happened to them, it's like they vanished. What will happen when suddenly the killings start again four years later? But more importantly why?