Ninety-seven years ago, in the Finnish woods, a poor girl named Elizabeth met a stranger who called her darling like it was already true. He was a prince-Ville Hermanni Valo-and their love was the kind that made the world feel soft. Then the castle burned. Elizabeth died in his arms. Ville was turned into a vampire by Lilith, a jealous maid who wanted power and possession-if she couldn't have his love, no one would. He survived the fire with nothing but ash, grief, and a promise he couldn't keep. Until an oracle told him the impossible: Elizabeth would be reincarnated. But she might return with a lock on her memories... and if he ever turned her, he would bind her fate to his forever. In 1997, on a concert night in London, Ville sees her in the front row-black hair, dark makeup, familiar eyes. Her name is Evelyne now. She has a life, a boyfriend, and no memory of him... yet she's drawn to his voice, his roses, the way the name darling fits like it always has. But love doesn't come back clean. A monster in an alley. A necklace that warms like recognition. Dreams of snow and fire. Lilith returning with shadows and teeth. And a choice that will either break them-or bind them forever. This time, Evelyne refuses to leave him. This time, he refuses to lose her. Forever, Darling is a gothic reincarnation vampire romance full of roses, devotion, memory, passion, and a candlelit forever. Content warnings: vampires/blood, violence, kidnapping, trauma/memory echoes, explicit 18+ intimacy (later chapters).

Eden Guilbert didn't move to Finland to fall in love. She moved to start over - quietly, carrying a child and a life she was determined to build on her own. She wasn't broken. She wasn't searching. She just wanted peace. Ville Valo wasn't looking either. What begins as coffee and conversation slowly becomes something steady and unshakeable - a love built in winter silence, late nights, shared breath, and chosen family. Told through soft moments and years of life lived fully, In the Quiet We Chose Each Other is a gothic, slow-burn romance about love that doesn't rush, doesn't demand, and never leaves. Sometimes the greatest love stories are the quiet ones.

This VV fic starts off in the most unlikely of places, the start of the breakup. You may find yourself on team Ville or team Caitlyn, or you might think everyone here sucks.

Ville Valo's manager's daughter, Alayna, moves back to Finland and falls hard for him, but there's another who has his eyes on Alayna and he's not giving up without a fight, even if it means sending Alayna to the brink of death. Based in 2010.

A horrifying vampire romance book.

Aava and Ville have been friends since childhood. Everyone knows they are meant for each other including their significant others but neither are willing to admit how deep their feelings run in fear of destroying a lifetime of friendship. Will they come to their senses or will they let love slip by?

Intimacy. A word not entirely understood in this oh-so modern world of ours. Romance. Something many people believe no longer exists. Seduction... a method of persuasion we all so desperately long to give in to...

Ville leaves Helsinki to study abroad. That's where he meets Eva, a timid shy girl much like himself. However, when they meet, both parties are maybe (a bit) drunk and what transpires between them that night remains unclear for both of them. That is until they are forced together again under much different circumstances, and what happened between them that night now is strictly against the rules. If they follow their joint urges, it could have serious consequences. Will they follow what they should do, or what they want to do? NC-17 for sexual content Disclaimer: I don't own Ville Valo, or anything affiliated with H.I.M or other famous people mentioned in this story. I do, however, own the original characters and the plot. A/N I'm currently writing the story, but I thought I'd post what I have so far. A little appetizer of sorts. So, I can't say anything about when the whole thing will be up yet. I honestly thought I'd have tons of time to write during my summer break, but alas, so many plans. I don't know how fan-fictiony this is, since much of Ville's background history is changed. Basically, the main male character is named Ville, looks like him and I've tried to portray how he came off in interviews around the Greatest Love Songs Vol. 666 era (shy and completely adorable - his looks are based on that era too)... but that's it. Here's some references: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=RPAhnizBTxg https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=aVAAYuXnfBw ---- I know the interview is in finnish, but go to 5:00 minutes. That laugh will make your day.

Ville Valo x OC Fanfic Nina dreams of excitement and adventure, whilst her reality consists of struggling to make ends meet. But karma steps in and her good deed on a rainy night in Manchester doesn't go unnoticed. Ville is seeing light at the end of the tunnel after a period of turmoil when a twist of fate leads him into a closed cafe and out of the rain. There's something about the girl who opened the door to him...Romance, rock 'n' roll, heartache and adventure await them, but will they choose to take on their toughest challenges yet?

A feel-good Ville Valo romance, with just the right amount of smuttiness. What happens when a 26 year old virgin with a broken mind, meets the ever so charming Ville Valo. Here's a little snippet of what's in store for you guys. "One of his hands shot up from my ass to my hair, and grabbed it roughly between his fingers, jerking my head to the side. A gasp mixed with a moan hitched in my throat, at the sudden pain in my scalp. A pain I realized, I actually kind of liked. Our lips separated with a wet smack, and he attacked my neck, feasting on my sensitive flesh, leaving his mark on me. He kissed his way back up my neck, licking along the shell of my ear. I almost didn't recognize his voice, it was hoarse and so low. Almost like a growl. "God you are so sexy." I felt his heated words as a hot damp breath against my ear, and I bit my lip. His hand let go of my hair, and trailed down my front, stopping on my breast. He didn't move it for a couple of seconds, awaiting my response. I jerked my hips hard against his arousal, longing for more pressure at my now soaking core, and for him to touch me." Disclaimer: I don't own Ville Valo, or anything affiliated with H.I.M or other famous people mentioned in this story. Warning: this will eventually become very smutty