He is without a pack, He is without a mate, And he is without a wolf, He is the sanctuary of brutality, a slaughter that waits for its turn. He is Killian, the beast built with strength, power, and chaos that yearns for a reign, not of an Alpha, but of a King meant to rule a bigger land. He is not a werewolf, but he is more. Mystery lies beneath his skin as the entirety of him becomes the root of all havoc, a weapon of war that is greater than the Moon can ever accomplish and beyond what she can create. But beneath the power he harbors, lay a weakness that he can never oppose, Valerie. {TW: Violence, Death, Sex} Completed: October 5, 2020 (UNEDITED)

I never pitied anyone, because the grass wasn't greener on this side either. But the one woman I felt bad for all my life was the unknown mate of the man who is getting engaged to his pregnant girlfriend today. I could hear the music coming from the engagement party happening a few yards from where I was. As I lay on the cold hospital bed, I didn't know if I should laugh or cry at the irony of the moon goddess's 'gift' for me. Turns out the woman I pitied all my life was ME. ________

Cold, cruel, the cafe manager. Also known as Sasuke Uchiha. Kind, cheery, the cafe newbie. This one is Sakura Haruno. Of course the only remotely thing they have in common... Is a fatal destiny. Slight OOC-ness Beautiful Cover: @baekfordaes

Haruno is a maid in Uchiha's household. Who's madly in love with Uchiha Sasuke. But not only does she wears glasses, is shy, short and ugly, Uchiha comes home with another woman. Is 'I love you... Sakura' the last words of this story? Or the beginning? Disclaimer: This story isn't mine. The original story can be found in fanfiction.net. I managed to get permission from the author, and I published it here, but if there are any requests from them that I need to take it down, I will.

Kaori Kuina, a girl whose existence will bring war, meets Uchiha Itachi, a man who will kill for peace. He has taken so many lives before, yet why couldn't he take hers? [contains sexual content, read at your own discretion] うちはイタチ fanfiction ; itachi x oc (NOT a self-insertion)

Lexie is not a warrior. In fact, Lexie is a painter. Her hands are always covered in paint. Never coming off. Always there. For Lexie, painting is an escape. An escape from her pain. She paints to avoid the darkness that is in her soul. She paints to avoid looking at the bleeding wound inside her chest. She paints. To forget. But then Lexie meets someone. Her mate. He also hides a dark anger inside him. An anger at everything and the world around him. When two souls collide, how do you fix each other? Atlas isn't looking for a mate. He's seen the effect of women within his life, and how cruel they can be. But then he meets someone. Someone he doesn't want to meet. A painter soul. And a warrior's heart. How will the two collide? ***Note this can be read as a stand-alone story. Moon Child can be found on world_joy_ bio page - feel free to read it to get other characters background story. Highest rank #1 in werewolf Thank you for reading Copyright: ©Joy (world_joy_) All rights reserved

Sakura's words die in her throat as the man's eyes shoot open, and the coldest red irises she has ever seen meet hers. She is hit by a wave of terrifying certainty about two things right then - that she knows these eyes better than any other and that, if he wanted to, this man could stop her heart with just a look. AngstAngst with a Happy EndingDramaFamilyRomancessfest17SasuSaku - FreeformPast LivesSupernatural ElementsOriginal Character(s)ishReincarnationAwkward Sexual SituationsAwkward First TimesMildly Dubious ConsentDream Sex

Uchiha Sasuke was born in battle, and expects to die there. If the only difference he can make is to take as many of the enemy with him as possible, so be it. But one day, a chance encounter with an enemy warrior will alter the course of his destiny and that of his clan in ways he would never have imagined... [Warring States AU]

It's no secret Sasuke hates the cold almost as much as he hates humans or magic. And yet, here he is, struggling through knee-high snowdrifts in a mountain pass, side by side with two humans (one of them a mage) seeking the ashes of a long dead shemlen madwoman, in a party led by a dwarf with the most offensive coloured hair and puzzling good cheer he's ever encountered. [Dragon Age/Naruto Fusion Fic]

- #1 Book in the KINGS series - * * * Two warm hands slip over her shoulders, calloused fingertips ghost over the bone at the nape of her neck, making a shiver run down her spine. Tender hands gather her hair and push the damp lock over her right shoulder. A soft rumble against her neck soothes her nerves, and his forehead presses against the back of her head. And for a moment, they just stand there in complete silence. "I'm sorry." The words escape his mouth in a rasp, "Gods...I'm so sorry." * * * A man who's lost his humanity, drowning his pain in responsibilities, an upcoming war, and his duties. A woman who's lost everything else, fighting against her demons every day, drowning her past in caring for others. A Lycan meets a Human. Strength meets Resilience. Power meets Perseverance. Rough meets Soft. And somehow, these two broken, lost, fundamentally different people are a perfect match. *TRIGGER WARNING: mentions of abuse and rape, explicit sexual content, violence.* Cover by the incredible @icebear Copyright © by @Elle_m2 #1 in abuse the 27/12/20 #1 in mates the 01/05/20