When James Potter answers a mysterious ad in his local coffee shop, the last thing he expects is to be thrown into a world of white collar crime, but how can he resist when the mastermind behind the operation has dark hair and brooding eyes and promises wealth beyond James' wildest imagination? He would do anything for that boy named after a star, including stealing millions of dollars of fine art. Reupload of the fic by otrbs on AO3. I don't take credit for any of this, all credit goes to the original writer!

Amidst the foulness he stood, arms wrapped around a young man. His back was facing me while I watched him a feast. Back then I did not know what he was doing, but as a human, I had been drawn to such chaos. Well, I myself would not call the death of a mortal chaos but primal instinct told me otherwise. That is when I have uncovered the ghastly truth of how he survived the disease which struck and killed hundreds, if not thousands. He realized I was watching him when his head jerked up, blood seeping into a crimson pool beneath them both. That gorgeous face, which beguiled any woman who gazed upon it, turned ghastly. In its place was a pair of wicked eyes made worse by the fangs of a putrid yellow, jagged like the shiv of a crazed convict. Blood was smeared across his lips, chin, and cheeks. and I soon realized I was staring at the face of a corpse. ----------------------- Have you wondered about the life of vampires? The real vampires of course, outside of current modern fiction such as Twilight and The Vampire Diaries, which are ruled by the glamour of being a vampire. Well This story isn't the case. As titled, this memoir follows the hardship of vampirism, the horror, the disgustingness, and the hard truth of being truly undead. But there is also erotica, healing, loss and redemption within the life of a real vampire.

"I brought what I thought was the devil to his knees." Then I met him. Face to face- skin to skin. Fuel to the fire. Salt in the wound. ~~~ "May God have mercy upon my enemies. Because I sure as hell won't." ~~~ A tale in which she was underestimated. He thought he was pulling her strings. But he went to the end of the Earth looking for her. Or A reality in which bunch of little lies make up a sick truth. ~~~ "I could kill you," venom dripped of his words. They were oh so true. "Then why am I still standing here?" ~~~ Test your fate, live the lie, fall for the devil.

This is a Julie and the Phantoms Oneshot book. Please feel free to read and give feedback! Enjoy! Requests closed. Disclaimer: I do not own any of the characters only some of the plot (and occasionally y/n) all of these characters belong to Netflix. ♥ Completed on July 1st, 2021

All the Young Dudes by mskingbean89 written from Sirius' POV, All credits for this story goes to rollercoasterwords on ao3. *THIS IS NOT MY ORIGINAL WORK. *THE ORIGINAL AUTHOR OF THIS STORY IS ROLLERCOASTERWORDS ON AO3.

"I don't know how you did it" He said with pain and frustration in his eyes "But you need to stop" I look at him and softly said "I don't know what you're talking abo-" He cuts me off by pinning me against the wall looking even more frustrated "You're making yourself important to me and you need to stop!" He yelled making me shut my mouth. I look at the pain, sadness and anger that was swirling in his eyes "Please don't make me stop" I whispered softly, leaning closer to him. He shuts his eyes tightly and whispers "God damn it" before pulling me and placing his lips on mine. Welcome to the story of Lauren and Alexander.

In 1878 Western Europe, Francis Galloway finds his boss's paranormal detective business to the brink of bankruptcy. Miraculously, a mysterious outsider visits the business and tells them that he has a case for the boss to solve. When a sudden tragedy occurs, Francis finds the case in his hands, a case which will be most difficult but most rewarding. Join Francis Galloway as he leaves his home city to travel into the unknown where a mysterious manor is situated, one that houses a family who is haunted by such apparitions. Will Galloway solve the case and reveal what lies underneath and inside the manor? And does Galloway have more of a connection to the apparitions housed there than he thought? And what is the family who lives in the manor hiding?

The Queen of Hearts meets the gilded world of Marie Antoinette. A princess with a holy Gift. A kingdom hiding a dangerous secret. And a marriage meant to bring peace to a land with a violent history of war. Eighteen-year-old Ophelia Rosiers is a princess of Rosailles, and also the heir to a holy Gift that determined the fate of her queendom centuries ago. But now with her Gift locked away, she can only hear the whispers of the Angels her people revere. As a result, her sister has been named next in line, and she is being sent to their enemy nation, Garnette, in order to marry their Crown Prince and hopefully lead their countries into an era of much needed peace. Only when she arrives, she quickly starts to suspect her betrothed is not who she dreamed him to be. Stuck in a palace surrounded by gossiping courtiers and enemies at every turn, Ophelia's friends are few. Especially when one of her handmaidens turns out to have secrets of her own, turning what Ophelia has always believed about her destiny upside down. Desperate for a distraction, she finds company with Prince Pierre-her betrothed's younger brother-who has motives of his own. When betrayal lands Ophelia as Garnette's prisoner, she realizes her whole life she has been dictated by other people's lies. With peace shattered for good and Ophelia's fate left in her own hands, she does the one thing she has left-she takes back control, even if it means turning into the very monster her enemies make her out to be. Bisexual MC. Book 1 in The Blood of the Angels series

They are born of myth, legend, and lore. Beautiful women beneath the waves, tempting sailors with playful smiles and beckoning gazed as the break the surface. It is nearly every young sailors dream to encounter a mermaid, to see the beauties of the sea. Maybe, just maybe, to catch one too. That is...until their wish comes true. They find themselves face to face with the strange enchanting girl smiling just above the surface with skin like moonlight and lips like rose petals. Just one touch, is all it takes to seal a sailors fate. Beneath the waves is not ethereal beauty. But claws, and fangs, and blades of stone. Revealed in the sea is a mermaids true face and a sailors deadly fate. And Zariel is the deadliest of them all. Daughter of Poseidon and a deep sea mermaid she is dark, powerful, and beautiful by both mermaid standards and especially that of the humans. There is nothing she enjoys more than a hunt, collecting different skulls of different types of humans. Navy men, merchants, fishermen, pirates, and travelers alike. She has them all. Her collection is as admirable as her ferociousness. Only one type of mortal is missing. One skull she has yet to collect. A royal. Royal bones for a royal mermaid. Zariel, princess of the sea, doesn't want just any royal. No. She wants a prince. One who matches her in both ferocity and blood thirst. Zariel was going to get the skull of Rowan Delacroix if it was the last thing she did. Formerly first inline to the throne. A prince turned pirate. A hunter of mermaids. His ship was one she would take pride in wreaking.