In which, 𝐂𝐀𝐑𝐎𝐋𝐈𝐍𝐄 𝐅𝐎𝐑𝐁𝐄𝐒 and her friends discover that some things are better left in the past, but some secrets have a way of finding their way back to the present. caroline forbes x klaus mikaelson bonnie bennett x kol mikaelson elena gilbert x rebekah mikaelson tvd seasons 3-4 started: 6/09/2026 finished: tbd ive taken this cover from another creator (prettylittletalker) but i will change it later on. so for now credits to them.

"𝘊𝘢𝘵𝘤𝘩 𝘮𝘦 𝘪𝘧 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘤𝘢𝘯 𝘞𝘰𝘳𝘬𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘰𝘯 𝘮𝘺 𝘵𝘢𝘯 𝘚𝘢𝘭𝘷𝘢𝘵𝘰𝘳𝘦 𝘋𝘺𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘣𝘺 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘩𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘖𝘧 𝘢 𝘧𝘰𝘳𝘦𝘪𝘨𝘯 𝘮𝘢𝘯 𝘏𝘢𝘱𝘱𝘪𝘭𝘺" -𝘓𝘢𝘯𝘢 𝘋𝘦𝘭 𝘙𝘦𝘺 [𝐕𝐚𝐦𝐩𝐢𝐫𝐞 𝐃𝐢𝐚𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐬 𝐕𝐚𝐫𝐢𝐨𝐮𝐬 𝐘𝐚𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐫𝐞×𝐎𝐂 𝐊𝐚𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐞] If I had to summarize my situation: I died, reincarnated, and woke up inside Katrina Petrova's very human body. Yes. That Katrina. The infamous villainess. The blueprint of everyone's trauma. History's favorite problem child. And the problem isn't that I'm the villain. The problem is I don't know the freaking plot. I'm walking around in the body of a girl everyone will eventually want to kill, in a town full of dramatic vampires with unresolved family issues, curses I don't understand, and secrets floating in the air like pollen. Everyone else has the script. Everyone else knows their lines. I'm improvising. Apparently my survival now depends on charm, luck, and pretending I know what's going on while emotionally unstable immortals orbit me like I'm the center of a disaster waiting to happen. If this is a second chance at life, it came with terrible instructions. Disclaimer: I do not own The Vampire Diaries or any of its characters. All rights belong to the original creators, L.J. Smith, Kevin Williamson, and Julie Plec. This is a fanfiction purely for entertainment purposes. Only my OC character belongs to me.

In the lavish halls of a grand palace resides the elegant Duchess (Y/n) (M/n) Solon, renowned for her poise, grace, and impeccable taste. Admired by all for her regal demeanor, she is the epitome of aristocratic sophistication. However, behind closed doors, Duchess harbors a secret passion that belies her noble status - she is a devoted fangirl. Various! Moriarty the Patriot x Fem! Medea Solon! Reader

---- - A storm rages over Victorian London the night a foreign presence tears through the veil of the world. The Fatui's forbidden ritual-meant to bind a demon-backfires, hurling Arlecchino, the Knave, into a city where demons and contracts already rule the shadows. Disoriented but unbroken, she carves her place into London society under the guise of a charitable noblewoman, running an orphanage that mirrors her lost House of the Hearth. Yet the truth of her arrival lingers: she was not summoned here by chance. Something-or someone-pulled her across worlds. Her path collides with Ciel Phantomhive, Queen's Watchdog, and his ever-loyal demon butler, Sebastian Michaelis. Sebastian senses immediately that Arlecchino is no ordinary intruder. She is neither human nor demon, but something caught in-between-an outsider with her own rules, her own justice, and perhaps her own claim to Ciel's soul. As London trembles under a surge of supernatural disturbances, alliances blur and rivalries ignite. Arlecchino must decide whether to remain a shadow in this world or risk everything to uncover the truth of the demon that dragged her here. And all the while, Sebastian watches her with his ever-knowing smile-because in the game of souls, there can be no equal. --- 𝗘𝗻𝗷𝗼𝘆 𝗿𝗲𝗮𝗱𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝗱𝗲𝗮𝗿 𝗿𝗲𝗮𝗱𝗲𝗿𝘀!!

"It was pretty easy. To get lost." What was it again? Ah right. She had no idea. Elodie wasn't sure why she was with Elena even to begin with. Well, it didn't matter now. All that did matter was how Elena and she could escape. Oh and of course the little issue with Elodie making sure she didn't bleed to death. But no biggie, right? Yeah right... ------ Thrown into the world of the supernatural she tries to stay alive. And if that isn't already enough? She somehow manages to get herself involved with the Originals by accident. ------ A story starting in season 2 of The Vampire Diaries. I do not own any of the characters except my OC. English is not my first language! Cross-posted on Ao3 There is a TW for this book! Violence, mentions of rape, death, alcohol abuse and some possible graphic descriptions of gore. Read at own risk!

"𝘐'𝘮 𝘣𝘪𝘨𝘨𝘦𝘳 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘯 𝘮𝘺 𝘣𝘰𝘥𝘺 𝘐'𝘮 𝘤𝘰𝘭𝘥𝘦𝘳 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘯 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘩𝘰𝘮𝘦 𝘐'𝘮 𝘮𝘦𝘢𝘯𝘦𝘳 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘯 𝘮𝘺 𝘥𝘦𝘮𝘰𝘯𝘴 𝘐'𝘮 𝘣𝘪𝘨𝘨𝘦𝘳 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘯 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘴𝘦 𝘣𝘰𝘯𝘦𝘴" -𝘏𝘢𝘭𝘴𝘦𝘺 [𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐕𝐚𝐦𝐩𝐢𝐫𝐞 𝐃𝐢𝐚𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐬 𝐕𝐚𝐫𝐢𝐨𝐮𝐬 𝐘𝐚𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐫𝐞×𝐎𝐂 𝐄𝐥𝐞𝐧𝐚] Waking up as Elena Gilbert was not on my to-do list. I wasn't hit by a truck, I wasn't brutally murdered-I just died of boredom. Literally. And instead of eternal peace, I got reincarnated into The Vampire Diaries, a show I never even bothered to watch. Fanfiction? Sure. But the actual series? Nah. Now, I'm stuck in Mystic Falls, surrounded by supernatural drama, broody vampires, and a plotline that's practically begging me to follow it. Hard pass. Disclaimer: I do not own The Vampire Diaries or any of its characters. All rights belong to the original creators, L.J. Smith, Kevin Williamson, and Julie Plec. This is a fanfiction purely for entertainment purposes. Only the plot twists and the transmigrator Elena belong to me.

𝐈𝐍 𝐖𝐇𝐈𝐂𝐇, Dazai Y/N mysteriously appeared in Black Butler. ▂︎▂︎▂︎▂︎▂︎▂︎▂︎▂︎▂︎▂︎▂︎▂︎▂︎▂︎▂︎▂︎▂︎ 『︎Black Butler x F! Dazai Reader』︎ Black Butler is written & illustrated by Yana Toboso. Bungo Stray Dogs is written by Kafka Asagiri & illustrated by Sango Harukawa. 2023 zrinlia 2025 alpharizzlia 2025 attackonlia please do not steal or copy!

An ordinary Saturday ends in an accident, and you wake up inside Tokyo Revengers, wearing the face of Shinichiro Sano. You remember everything that's supposed to happen. Every tragedy. Every death. But a System forces you to survive while forbidding you from telling the truth. The world resists your interference, and every attempt to change fate comes at a cost. Your presence unsettles everyone. Some cling to you like an older brother returned from the dead. Others grow obsessed, suspicious, or dangerously attached. You're not here to replace anyone. You're here to survive. --- Tokyo Revengers x Isekai!MaleReader

"The soul always exists before the body you say? I'd have to disagree. The body cannot exist without the soul, as the soul cannot exist without the body; its a form of external and internal equilibrium I suppose." Our protagonist, Desiderius, is thrown into the unstable expanse of the Naruto universe. An unexpected variable presenting itself as place, or rather universe, she desperately doesn't want to be present within. Throughout her lack of enthusiasm and underlying, incomprehensible strength many who long seem to attach themselves to her hip. Much to her distaste, they refuse to separate from her. How will this progress, and who will follow? Naruto various x female reader. obsessive, and yandere tendencies present. I do not own the story line, nor do I own any of the characters besides Desiderius. I have yet to compose anything like this before, so please read this story with low expectations.

You are a student at Daikoku Private Academy, living a life that feels ordinary on the surface-classes, routines, whispered hallways-alongside your longtime childhood friend, Light Yagami. You've known him for as long as you can remember: brilliant, composed, familiar in a way that feels unshakeable. Then one day, Light finds a strange black notebook. At first, it's nothing more than a curiosity. A joke. A coincidence. Until people start dying. As the world slowly tilts off its axis, you find yourself pulled into Light's orbit, where charm blurs into control and affection begins to feel dangerously conditional. The closer you stay to him, the more tangled things become-secrets pile up, eyes linger too long, and devotion turns obsessive. Others take interest in you as well: rivals, investigators, and figures who watch from the shadows with intentions far from innocent. Love becomes warped. Protection becomes possession. And safety is no longer guaranteed-even in the arms of someone you trust. Caught in a web of obsession, manipulation, and desire, you're forced to navigate a game where every move carries a consequence. Who will claim your heart- and who will be the one to make it stop?