❝Y'know...I totally dig the hot crazy bitches, definitely the ones that are demons and want me dead.❞ ❝You just want to fuck (Y/n), don't you, Dante?❞ ❝Oh yeah, All night long!❞ Dante Sparda ➸Fem! Demon Hybrid!Reader ➸ Vergil Sparda Netflix Anime adaption: Season 1( ✓ ) Season 2(X) __________________ ׂׂૢ་༘࿐ In which a story about a Flirtatious Demon Hunter who attempts to capture the heart of a woman, unaware she is the daughter of the Demon King and wants him dead. __________________ ׂׂૢ་༘࿐ SHE-DEVIL 夢精 ▞▞▞▞▞,Smut, Fluff, Angst, Enemies to lovers, Comedy This book is for all body sizes, skin tones, etc! 🏻 🏼 🏽 🏾 🏿 ▞▞▞▞▞Please don't forget to Comment, Vote & Enjoy! ▞▞▞▞▞PUBLISHED• April /12/25 ▞▞▞▞▞FINISHED•??\???\??

You're an exorcist-for-hire with a cursed past-and a secret: the demon lord Valgrith marked your soul as a child. You've kept it hidden, suppressing your power, but now the mark is glowing again... and demons are hunting you like bloodhounds. When a job gone wrong brings you to a ruined town crawling with monsters, you run into Dante, who's investigating the same lead. He's annoying, cocky, always chewing pizza-and unfortunately, the only one who doesn't run from what you are. You're pulled into a battle to stop Valgrith from rising again. Turns out? You're the last living key to his seal. Dante says he doesn't do attachments. You say you don't need help. But Hell's getting louder-and the only way out might be together.

Fourth Wing - Onyx Storm AU Nineteen-year-old Freya Blackfyre has trained her whole life beneath the obsidian peaks of Vaelora, her sword forged in silence, sweat, and the long shadow of a prophecy that's haunted her since childhood: Her blood will be the end of all Venin. The true Dragon Queen, born of storm and stars. To most, the prophecy is a myth. To Freya, it's a prison-one that cost her her parents, her innocence, and the boy she dared to love: Xaden Riorson, the rogue warrior who vanished after a single night of forbidden passion. Now, with war on the horizon and monsters known as the Venin returning from legend, Freya must leave behind everything she's ever known to join Basgaith War College, a brutal academy where the realm's deadliest warriors are trained. The elite school isn't just about tactics and steel-it's riddled with politics, ancient rivalries, and magic as volatile as the dragons who ride the skies. Freya's arrival at Basgaith is anything but quiet. Her bloodline makes her a target, her friends make her a liability, and her own powers-wild, storm-born and dragon-forged-are beginning to awaken. Worse still, the one person she swore to forget is very much alive and waiting: Xaden, now a legendary rider and warbound commander with secrets carved deeper than any blade. As enemies close in and prophecy tightens its grip, Freya must choose: Bow to the destiny others wrote for her, or carve her own future in fire. Because the true danger isn't what she is. It's what she's willing to become.

In the hallowed halls of Basgiath War College, where dragon riders are forged, a new cadet emerges: Seraphina Draven. With a fiery temper and unparalleled combat skills, Seraphina is determined to carve her own path, even as whispers of her parents' roles in the Tyrrish Rebellion echo through the corridors. As a first-year student alongside Violet Sorrengail, Seraphina must navigate the treacherous dynamics of the college, all while concealing her deep connection to Xaden Riorson, the enigmatic leader of the marked ones. Bound by a shared past and a love that defies the scars of their lineage, Seraphina and Xaden face challenges that threaten not only their bond but the very fabric of their world. --- Posting schedule : randomly through the week beacause I'm on my summer break! STARTED - 24.1.2025. FINISHED - 16.10.2025. fourth wing (act one) finished -16.3.2025 iron flame (act two and three) finished - 28.5.2025. onyx storm (act four) - ONGOING in this book and in the second book "Onyx's legacy"

Daphne has a secret. A secret worth killing her for. Leaving her old life behind she runs away from home to become a dragon rider at Basgiath. No one can know who she is. No one could have prepared her for what awaits her at Basgiath: the challenges and surely not a pair of onyx eyes. Staying in the shadows becomes nearly impossible with a certain dragon rider trying to bore himself into her life. A dragon rider that might kill her if he figures out who she really is.

Aeloria Tauri, the fearless and entitled daughter of King Tauri, is forced to navigate a world where power and betrayal are ever-present. Raised to flaunt her birthright, she harbors a deep hatred for her enemies. As tensions rise within her kingdom and deadly secrets unravel, Aeloria decides to leave the palace and forge her own path. Torn between loyalty to her family and the fire of vengeance that consumes her, she is thrust into a game where every move could mean life or death. Alongside her best friend Ridoc and her childhood friend Violet Sorrengail, Aeloria never thought to fall in love at Basgiath. Especially to a rebel. [ Garrick Tavis x Original Female Character ] [ All Rights Reserved ]

When Basgiath's commanding general gives an order, you don't question it, you obey. Oleander Sorrengail was meant for the Healers Quadrant. But six months before enlistment, she and her twin sister Violet are forced to abandon their paths and enter the Riders Quadrant instead-where survival is earned in blood, and most don't make it past their first year. Everyone else has trained their entire lives for this. Oleander hasn't. So she makes a choice: she won't fight to survive. She'll fight to make sure Violet does. Because when this is over, only one of them needs to live. And no one is going to miss the spare. This is a Fourth Wing fanfic intended for audiences 18+ due to mature content.

Oleander Sorrengail survived her first year in the Riders Quadrant, but survival came at a cost no one understands. Not her brother, who she thought was dead, only to learn he chose a war over her. Not her twin, who she will always come second to. And certainly not her mother, General Lilith Sorrengail, who has only ever seen her as a disappointment, and a tool to wield. Bonded to a feral dragon, Oleander was never expected to develop a signet. Most assumed she would become another casualty, either of her own magic or of stronger riders. But during the worst moment of her life, her power finally drips out of her. Nightmares made of black ink. Creatures that move like liquid metal. Horrors that react to her every emotion and reflect something dark enough that even her allies begin to question what she is. And Oleander has no idea how to control them. When Basgiath's leadership realizes what she can do, they see more than a rider. They see the ultimate tool. The perfect weapon. And they will stop at nothing until Oleander becomes exactly that. This is an Iron Flame fanfic intended for audiences 18+ due to mature content.

Kya, Sokka's twin, and Kataras's older sister. She holds a cold glare to everyone around her, often being misunderstood. She sensitive but holds a calm facade and will do anything for the people she loves. But she has one fear, losing the sense of purpose in life that she know's she has and not being able to protect the people she loves most. #2 in waterbender Under revision ----- I do not own Avatar the Last Airbender or the story and characters that come along with it. I only own Kya and the slight alterations to the story that I have made. Credits go to all the original creators and credit for the art goes to the original artists unless it is my own art, in which I will state if it is mine. --- Zuko x OC Book 1: Completed Book 2: Completed Book 3: Completed

Heartbreak made me reckless. Loving him made me whole. When Steve Rogers broke my heart, I wasn't sure I'd ever recover. He was my everything, until he wasn't. So I pieced myself back together the only way I knew how. With anger. With mistakes. With fire. And with someone I never expected-his best friend. James Barnes is complicated. Dangerous. Broken in his own ways. But he's the one who stayed. The one who chose me. This isn't a fairytale. It's messy. It's devastating. And it's real.