"Ah, she is clever after all," said Cersei, smirking. "Wit is such a rare accomplice to beauty yet we stand, alone, in a room crowded with only that." Cersei lifted a thick strand of Eleonora's hair, ran it through her fingers, and dropped it back onto her shoulder. The eldest Stark girl tilted her head away from her touch but continued to stare straight ahead. Her lips parted slightly as Cersei walked behind her, glaring with hate in her eyes. "Winter Roses do not survive in the south," said Cersei, reaching the door to the hall and knocking once for her guards to open, "your Aunt Lyanna learned that far too late, and I imagine so will you." [Jamie/OC]

Harry's been abused by the Dursley's for as long as he can remember. After nearly losing Sirius during the Ministry incident Harry's had enough. Tired of the abuse and being neglected by those he thought loved him all summer he decides to it's time to end it and goes back to the veil and jumps through. What Harry wasn't expecting, though, is to end up thousands of years in the past and ends up meeting one of the most powerful men in history, Spartacus. Spartacus wants to hide and protect Harry for as long as he can from his masters and its during their time together feelings start to form. With the meeting of these two unlikely people, history will never be the same. THIS IS MY STORY FROM FFnet AND I'VE DECIDED TO POST IT ON HERE!!

Elizabeth Bell can't escape her past. No matter what she does: changing her name or her looks. It's her handsome ex-husbands face on a magazine that haunts her every day. The nightmares of her past continue to torment her, and it gets worse when she comes face to face with the devil himself. -------------------- "You don't have a girlfriend right now." "That's right," Blake said sounding bored. "Everyone is wondering if that's because you aren't over your ex-wife, Elizabeth Bell." When he said that I froze. The last thing I wanted from this interview was for him to bring up my past life. Although I changed my name to Rose Matthews, I still freeze every time someone mentions that name. I try so hard to forget my past before I was Rose but when you have so many people constantly bringing it up you can't escape it. Blake's answer brought me back to the present. "No! Honestly, I was glad to be out of that marriage. It was a burden, constantly having to be married to her. I don't have a girlfriend because I want to be able to enjoy the single life for a while. Since I was tied to someone for so long, I just want to have some freedom in my life." He said honestly. I felt France and Jay each grab my hand. I felt my heart break again. I didn't think that was possible. My heart is already broken into a million pieces and somehow he was able to break it even more... ---------------------- Can Elizabeth and Blake learn to love each other again? Or will their past catch up to them?

Mikhail is the son of a flower shop owner. He's hard working and sometimes a little too serious for his own good. He has a few good friends he socializes with, but that's about it. He helps his father run the flower shop after his mother died. They're both trying to keep the business open no matter what. Though, his father is a bit of a handful and a drunk so he often gets into debt with the wrong people. Mikhail is one day met by Nico, the son of a powerful Mafia boss. Nico demands payment for his father's debt but Mikhail brushes him aside. For Nico, that was the first time someone wasn't afraid of him. This chance encounter leaves Nico breathless and in a need to see Mikhail again. The problem is that Mikhail doesn't want anything to do with Nico. With a new group, 'Zechna', killing off Mafia members one by in the background, will Nico survive unscathed? Friendships will be tested, family will be damaged, and love will falter. Whether these two meeting will be a blessing or a curse is still unknown. They differ in personalities but, hey, opposites attract, right? ((POV's switch and change)) •Completed: April 2, 2017•

Having lived a sheltered life under her father's strict rule, Ella's newfound freedom is tested when she meets Angelo Tomassi, the most well known crime boss in Miami. Despite his duty to marry another woman, Angelo shows Ella a softer side that wins over her heart. She refuses her chance to leave and willingly gives up her freedom for a chance at love with Angelo. When their romantic involvement ignites a string of brutal attacks from an enemy group, Angelo places Ella under his watchful eye to keep her safe. To his surprise, innocent Ella shoots back with impeccable accuracy and skill, raising questions connected to her past. (This book may contain language, violence or sexual content and is intended for mature audiences. Reader discretion is advised.)

L o o k i n g F o r S o m e G o o d B o y x B o y/ M a n x M a n S t o r i e s...? You've come to the right place! •G R A M M A R 💯 •P L O T 💯 •C H A R A C T E R S 💯 •C R E A T I V I T Y 💯 T A K E • A • P E A K • i N S I D E ☄️U L T I M A T E ☄️ ☄️F A V O R I T E S☄️ ⭐️ R A T E & R E V I E W G A M E 💫 ⚠️🚨D I S C L A I M E R 🚨⚠️ Fetish Warning⛔️ VERY VERY VERY VERY VERY GAYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYY <3 😘 "Muwah"

Book 3 of HomeLess Growing up in a family was what most kids who didn't have one, would dream about. As he got older, however, A.J. found himself dreaming about the same thing... yet he had a family. He'd been loved by that family as a child, but as he grew, their attention slowly shifted to his younger brother. He came to understand that his adoptive parents would focus a little more on their actual genetic child, but he wasn't prepared to deal with how quickly he lost everything he had cherished. The packed lunches stopped coming when he turned ten. Eleven, the birthday parties ceased. At fourteen, his younger brother was 'too old' to have to share his room, so A.J. was moved to the small laundry room. At sixteen, there were no more 'I love you' or 'have a good day'. At seventeen, the lunch money stopped and the hateful glares started. Then the angry words. Everything he did was wrong. The dishes weren't clean. The laundry wasn't folded right. By the time he finally graduated, a few days after his nineteenth birthday, there was no more attention of any sort. They ignored him, except to tell him that his chores weren't done well enough and that he didn't deserve to eat until they were. A.J., desperate for some sort of attention, and honestly starving, tried one last thing to get them to at least show so semblance of caring, even if it was negative. He told them that he was gay. At nineteen, only a few days after his graduation, A.J. was kicked out of his home with an empty stomach, and an empty heart.

The teacher got up to open the door and who there was shocked me completely. There was the headmaster holding my little brother's Zac's hand. His eyes roamed around the class until his eyes locked with mine, since I was at the back row. His eyes light up and he dropped the headmaster's hand. "Daddy!" He shouted and ran towards me. The whole class gasped and watched my little brother run towards me. You may wonder why he called me daddy, but that's a story for another. I swear I even heard someone growl, but I decided to ignore it and dropped to my knees on the floor and opened my arms for Zac. I grinned as Zac jumped in to my arms. I caught him and spun him around as he giggled. Practically all the girls were aww'ing to us and even few guys, I swear. Friendship, betrayal, secrets and love. I suck at descriptions, just give this story a chance! And if you don't like boyxboy stories, I suggest you find another story to read!

'No, I can't, he's my brother. I can't be having these type of feelings towards him'

Hunter!levi x Werewolf!eren ★ Short Summary : The Troubles Of Levi's His Secret ★ A/N No Rape No bad ending / No Good ending Sex / Smut (a lot) ★ Story Made : 9 / 15 / 2016 Story Ending : ★ Do NOT own Attack On Titan Or its Characters ★