At fifteen, Leah was everything the world overlooked-soft-footed, sharp-eyed, always a little too quiet. She moved through her home like someone trying not to wake a monster. Because in her house, even a dropped spoon could lead to punishment. Even breathing wrong could earn her a bruise-sometimes on her skin, more often on her soul. She wasn't living. She was surviving. Each day blurred into the next: school, silence, shadows. No one saw the way she flinched, the way she folded herself smaller. But late at night, when the walls couldn't watch and her heartbeat was the only sound, Leah let herself dream. She dreamed of other worlds. Worlds where magic healed what cruelty broke. Where girls like her had power. Where kindness didn't have to be earned. And one night, when the ache inside her grew too heavy to hold, she whispered a wish into the dark. She didn't see the shooting star that crossed the sky as her heart cracked wide open. She only woke up-somewhere else. Not in her bed. Not in a hospital. But in a grand, candlelit chamber, silk sheets beneath her, unfamiliar hands gently lifting her into the arms of a stranger who called herself mother. And for the first time, reality bent. Something had changed. Magic, it seemed, had been listening.

"She opened a door in a museum... and stepped into a kingdom lost to time." Misha Thakur is a brilliant software engineer with a soul tethered to the past. A history enthusiast and martial arts prodigy, she's always felt the echoes of a world she never knew-until the day a mysterious carved door in a Florida museum pulls her into one. When Misha awakens in a strange land of regal processions, palanquins, and warriors, she believes she's stumbled upon a remote Indian village... until she realizes the truth: this isn't another place. It's another time. Now trapped in an era where empires still rise and fall by sword and blood, Misha must unravel her place in a world where nothing is familiar-except, strangely, herself. Whispers of a vanished queen. Eyes watching her every move. Secrets carved in the stone she once studied from afar. And then there's him-a warrior, a ruler cloaked in mystery, bound to the throne and the land she doesn't yet understand. In his presence, something awakens in her, something deeper than memory and more dangerous than fate. Was she brought here by accident-or by destiny? Because some doors, once opened, do not lead back. And some hearts, once lost to time, are meant to be found again.

She is the last flame of a dying legacy, born to a house built on power, madness, and rebellion. Daughter of a man who was locked away for betrayal and a mother lost to childbirth, she enters Hogwarts not as a hero or villain-but as something far more dangerous. She moved like a whisper just before a storm-silent, charged, and impossible to ignore. There was something hauntingly regal about her, a beauty so sharp it looked like it could cut. Eyes like smoke and steel held a thousand unspoken thoughts. She doesn't choose light or darkness. She chooses what's right. And what's right... often burns. This is not the story of good versus evil. This is the story of a girl born from both- and what happens when the world dares to underestimate her. "Call me wicked, call me cursed-but never call me weak."

→ "I hate them." I say, animosity laced in each word. My brothers abandoned me-they left me, in the middle of nowhere, to die. I remember that day like it was yesterday. The autumn air blowing through my hair, the fall trees crunching under my ballet flats, their voices constantly telling me that everything will be ok. I remember it all. Do I love them? Love can make people do crazy things, Apparently when blood isn't thicker than water. All I know is that they have another thing coming & its me. ☼ Alessandra Salvatore is an 100 year old vampire, She's the younger sister of Stefan and Damon Salvatore. They never mention her name or speak of her, believing that she had died. Boy were they definitely wrong. Alessandra is one of those vampires that lack sympathy & emotion for anyone else but herself. She's impulsive, selfish & indifferent. Once she hears that her two favorite brothers are back in Mystic Falls, She's determined to take a little trip back home to finally confront her brothers after so many decades. Alessandra was left in a forest when she was eight years old, for death. But now . . . She only has one thing on her mind: "Revenge." DISCLAIMER: [ I DO NOT OWN THE VAMPIRE DIARIES. ALL RIGHTS GO TO L.J SMITH, JULIE PEC, AND KEVIN WILLIAMSON, I ONLY CLAIM MY ORIGINAL CHARACTERS.] Copyright 2015. All rights reserved. This material may not be published, broadcast, rewritten or redistributed.

Alice Lockwood loves Mystic Falls; she's loved it since the second she set eyes on it. Even with the dangers in the shadows and the demons of the night, it is her home. Alice will fight to keep her home sad because, unlike the isolated embrace of Portland Oregon, Alice belongs in Mystic Falls. The Vampire Diaries

And I am dead... That's my story. Oh no, no-certainly not the full story. Let's rewind a bit. It all started when I was born... for the first time. What do I mean by the first time? Well, let's just say... you'll find out soon enough.

✵ "So, I'll be writing 'occult human-trafficking' and 'human sacrificing' on the police report?" Morgan lived a normal life besides the fact that she'd never known her parents. She had a shoebox apartment not far from the café in Brooklyn where she worked full time, she enjoyed reading, crocheting and playing piano in her free time and she despised artichokes and needles. Morgan lived blissfully unaware that anything supernatural even existed. But two people managed to track her down and muck all that up in a matter of one late shift on a fateful night of a full moon. Waking up in a small town in Virginia, and having been kidnapped, Morgan is forced to face the fact that reality, might be a bit more complicated than she originally thought it out to be. ✵

"i was raised by katherine pierce. do you really think i need anyone's help in manipulation, deceit, and destruction?" in which klaus mikaelson bites off more than he can chew when he messes with astoria salvatore.

Long before the Mikaelsons became legends, there was one name lost to history - Liora. Born from an ancient and nearly extinct witch lineage, she carried a power so potent it could one day challenge even the Originals. When Klaus Mikaelson found her abandoned in the dark, she became a light in his fractured world, bringing fleeting peace to both him and Elijah. But with their father, Mikael, closing in on them, Klaus had no choice but to send her away for her protection, hiding her in Mystic Falls. Now, Liora has grown into a powerful, strategic, and majestic young woman. Her return is imminent, and with it comes the rekindling of the magic within her. As she reunites with her family, the Mikaelsons will face the consequences of their past choices, and old wounds will be reopened. This is the story of Liora - the lost light, the hidden power, and the legacy reborn.

In the heart of 1959 London, a woman with siren eyes and dusk-toned hair sits alone in a candlelit bar-timeless, ethereal, and haunted by centuries of memory. She is the thread that once bound a legendary family together. But peace never lasts for a Mikaelson. When a stranger delivers a cryptic message, her quiet exile shatters. Trust placed in a beloved brother turns to betrayal, and for the first time in a thousand years, she falls-not to war, but to family. Her name is Seraphina Estrael Mikaelson. Born of Esther and Mikael, younger than Elijah and Klaus but older than Rebekah and Kol, she was their light, their protector, their warrior. But even fire can be extinguished. Will she rise again, keep her fractured family from crumbling, and survive the threats that shadow her every step? Or will the flame between the shadows finally be snuffed out?