Y/N Y/L/N is new in town, looking for the perfect Nanny Position, and Elijah Mikaelson is a single dad looking for childcare. Sparks fly, but Y/N has a secret that could ruin everything. All Human, Soulmate AU.

Title says it all. Characters Included: Klaus Elijah Kol Damon Stefan Jeremy Marcel Alaric Jackson I own no recognizable characters, plots, etc. I own only my own characters and plots. I no longer take requests. Sorry

She's learned how to survive in silence-long sleeves, careful smiles, and the kind of quiet that keeps everyone else comfortable while she slowly disappears inside herself. One careless moment at dinner is all it takes. A shift of fabric, a glimpse of what she's been hiding, and the room fractures-concern, questions, something like anger, all pressing in at once. She doesn't stay to hear any of it. She can't. Because staying has always meant risk, and risk has always meant them. Azriel has been watching her longer than he's allowed himself to admit-reading the flinches she thinks no one sees, the way her fear clings to the air around her like a second shadow. And when she runs, he doesn't hesitate this time.

Azriel and his mate had always assumed it would be easy. For centuries, it had just been the two of them-steady, unshakable, certain. So when they finally decided they were ready to grow their family, it felt like the most natural step in the world. But time passed. And then more time. Hope turned into quiet waiting, waiting into questions they didn't know how to ask, and questions into a kind of grief neither of them quite knew how to name. Love had always been enough for them. Until it wasn't the only thing they wanted.

In a season of balls, gossip, and carefully arranged marriages, she intended to do the one thing no lady was supposed to do. Refuse. Refuse the marriage. Refuse the man. Refuse the life chosen for her. The problem was that the man she intended to refuse was Rhysand, and Rhysand was not a man easily refused. Their story began not with a dance but with an attempted escape, a ruined reputation, a scandal in the rain, and a kiss that should never have happened. He did not want a wife. She did not want a husband. Society would call it a courtship. They would call it a war.

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When Rhysand stumbles upon a broken, terrified stranger on the streets of Velaris, he makes a choice that changes them both. What begins as a quiet act of kindness-offering shelter, safety, and patience-slowly unravels into something deeper. She's haunted by the violence she endured, torn between fear and the fragile hope of healing, while he recognises in her the same scars he carries from Amarantha's cruelty. As trust builds in stolen moments they discover that healing isn't just about surviving the past, but about finding someone who sees your strength when you can't. A story of fear, healing, and the unexpected bond between two souls who learn they can carry each other's scars.

She came for him in the night, a predator seeking prey-but when her fangs met Azriel's, everything changed. As he awakens to the darkness she gifted him, desire, betrayal, and power twist around them. He is drawn to her, hungry for more than blood. She is drawn to him, yet torn, because her heart still belongs to the one who made her eternal. Bound by blood and haunted by lust and vengeance, they spiral toward a collision that will test love, loyalty, and the very limits of immortality. In the end, choices must be made-between life and the hunger that comes with eternity.

She was everything Azriel wasn't-bold where he was restrained, loud where he was silent, fearless where he was guarded. Flirting with the Shadowsinger started as a game, an easy way to watch the most composed male in Velaris lose his composure but somewhere between stolen glances, jealousy, and almost-confessions, the lines began to blur. What was once harmless fun became something neither of them could ignore-and suddenly, the shadows around him weren't the only thing drawn to her.

Cassian, the warrior of the sky. Strong. Protective. A male whose might was unmatched. His mate, soft and steadfast, became the centre of everything he would fight for. What began with awe and anticipation became something far more tender-nurturing. From the shock of twins, to first words and tentative flight-they laugh, they love, they endure. He thought he knew what love was. Then he held his daughter and son. A story of love and wonder, of a warrior realising the bravest thing he could ever be was gentle when it mattered most. He was their strength. They were his warmth.