He was my best friend. We were inseparable. Even death cannot part us. Resident bad boy "Tie" is so obsessed with his childhood best friend "Powder," that he agrees to a binding spell performed by the school's Occult/Demonology club. What could go wrong? The next thing Powder knew, people he's involved with are slowly getting picked off, with Tie acting strangely possessive. Something went wrong. (Heavily inspired by Jennifer's Body, but not a BL remake/copy.)

He was the Scum consort of the Emperor even when he did nothing except loving the Emperor with his heart and soul. Emperor never looked him with love. It was always anger or disgust. So when he died, he thought his pain came to an end. but soon after he opened his eyes back in the day when Emperor abandoned him from the main palace. He blinked. In his last life he shouted out of his lungs saying he was not a scum consort. Nobody believed. In this life, why not living upto his reputation ? He will actually show them what a scum consort can do. If he can't avoid the blame, he will actually do the crime before accepting the blame. That is his plan for this life. Completed (25. 03. 2024)

NOT MY STORY!!! NikkiFanfic LadyYandereShane "Let's play a game. If you win, we'll answer all your questions." "If I lose?" "You become our toy." "Are you crazy?!" "Isn't that the reason why we're here?" Miles Taylor got the opportunity of a lifetime working in a criminal reform school as a Psychology teacher, only to be enslaved by two of the most insane criminal students, the "Kim" brothers. His life turns around when games are won, minds are broken, and secrets unfold in Carvalle Institutes: a school for the mentally unhinged.

I died... and then I died again. "Vale," I moaned, my voice fractured. He met my gaze, his heart racing. "Yes, baby." I whimpered softly, my breath hitching as his name escaped my lips once more. "V-Vale-!" "You want to make a mess in your pants again, don't you?" He asked, locking his gaze with my watery eyes as he pulled my face down to meet his by my throat. "Such a naughty vampire, you were so messy and sticky all over your thighs just earlier, and now you want to do it again," he murmured hoarsely, watching as I cried out in response. Where had all that macho boldness disappeared? He wondered. Just moments ago, I was ready to drive him insane with my teasing, and now I was a mess, a puddle melting away in his hands, completely at his mercy. The power dynamic shifted, and he reveled in my surrender, eager to push me further into this wild desire. **** Talon/Virgil faces an agonizing cycle of deaths. In his first life, his love was crushed, and he was murdered-only for fate to repeat its cruel game in his next existence. How many more deaths must he suffer before he can find the happiness he's been relentlessly pursuing? Just when Talon believes he's finally found peace, fate spins him back into chaos, casting him into a void once again. This time, he awakens from a coma to discover he's inhabiting the body of a stepbrother he never knew existed until, of course, he awakened in his body-a married man with a family. As Talon grapples with his new reality, he must balance the façade of being a devoted stepbrother, husband, and father while yearning for the one true love that has haunted him through the ages.

Two groundbreaking discoveries have been made. The first being an unknown, uncharted island off the coast of Port Itra. The second: the skeletons recovered from said island. The skeletons revealed an impossible truth: a creature of both man and snake. Now, researchers and poachers alike are flocking to the island, intent on either capturing or killing the potentially deadly new creatures. Only upon arrival, the island is strangely bereft... empty... vacant of them. But what does this all have to do with Y/n L/n? Well, unfortunately Y/n is caught up right in the middle of this fiasco as the assistant of Dr. Nilsson, a world renowned herpetologist. While Nilsson is a brilliant woman and host to even more outstanding mind, she, like most, is poisoned with a thirst to find the mythical naga or die trying. Y/n neither wants to die or find the creature. Too bad he (nearly) does both. *** Cover art done by Pr1c3ss

Y/n L/n had always aspired to be like one of the heroes that legends were written about. Unfortunately, no matter how much one desires something, they can't always achieve their wish. So no matter how many times Y/n tries to learn how to fight with a sword, tries to detect his enemies, or works on complicated footwork, he will never be a warrior. For he is blind. Rendered sightless from birth, and he is incapable of being a warrior at any capacity. So, it's a cruel, twisted joke when a Trickster God comes to Y/n in his dreams and tells the boy he's chosen for a divine quest. That quest, you ask? To hunt down and kill one of the most ruthless monsters that terrorizes the coastal town of Aegium. Medusa. However, there is an astounding amount of lack-of-foresight and planning - from everyone, all around (even the author). And just maybe, Y/n can be the hero he's always wanted to be. In an entirely different way, of course. _____ Preview: Not many Greek warriors entered the Gorgon's cave in such a bold, abrasive manner anymore. They especially did not wave their swords in the air wildly about their person and declare: "Why do you think I am here? I've been sent on a godly quest to defeat a tentacle monster!" "Pardon?" the Gorgon asked, surprised into speech by the (h/c) man's words. "Or maybe some kind of serpent. The gods weren't very clear on that part now that I think about it," the strange man continued, his back still turned to Medusa. ...It had been a long while since Medusa has felt this out of his depth. (Just wait until he learns that this man doesn't turn to stone). _____ Ft. Gay Medusa.

ORIGINAL | School of Supernaturals "D-did you just collar me?" "Because you're being a bitch, yeah..." He was then pinned to the wall. "Now, you're my bitch." "What if I don't want to be, fucker?!" "Funny you think you can do whatever you want in my territory." It all started when Kenneth Lee accidentally killed a classmate; now he's dumped in a school for Supernaturals as they try to find out where he belongs-collared in the arms of an Alpha King? A school with Ghosts | Shapeshifters | Vampires Will Ken survive as a 𝙂𝙤𝙙?

"Why?" Kyzzu's voice trembled as he spoke In His language, both from anger and the tears that still streamed down his face. "Why did you do this to me?!" Winston easily sidestepped Kyzzu's attack, his expression shifting into something cold and distant. Kyzzu's strength failed him, and he nearly collapsed, his body giving way to the weight of his emotions. He was such a fool, a stupid, mindless animal that only cared for himself and some foreigner. Renzi was right the whole time. A cruel smile twisted Winston's lips as he looked down at Kyzzu. "You really took our fling too hard." he said, his tone filled with mockery. "Get this straight, little boy, You were nothing more a means of information and a way to get laid in this jungle, Kyzzu. And besides, you were the one moaning and crying under me to release inside you, is this how you usually do for the men of this village?" Kyzzu's world crumbled as Winston's words hit him like a physical blow. He had been deceived, used, and discarded, and the realization of it tore at his heart. "I trusted you!" Kyzzu cried, his voice breaking. "You made me believe-" "Believe what?" Winston cut him off, his voice icy. "That you were special? That I actually cared about you? How naive. You were just something different, something exotic to keep me entertained. And for that you were at least worth something." Kyzzu dropped to his knees, the knife slipping from his hand as he wept. The betrayal was too much to bear. The man who had once made him feel valued, who had filled him with hope and longing, was now tearing him apart with every cruel word. Winston's laughter echoed in the stillness of the night, the sound devoid of warmth. "Pathetic," he sneered. "You're just like the rest of them-weak, Naïve and foolish." *** Enticing... have a read (⁠｡⁠•̀⁠ᴗ⁠-⁠)⁠✧