When Selené Cortez told her crime boss fiancé that she would rather die than marry him, she meant every word- she just wasn't expecting him to call her bluff. Now, making his bodyguard, Anya, fall in love with her might just be the only thing that will save her life.

Revenge. I'm familiar with it. You have to be when you're the firstborn son of a notorious mafia leader. Death and vengeance have been the very foundations of my life. So who in their fucking mind would be stupid enough to cross me? My brother and I have been wrongfully convicted of a crime we didn't commit. We know who is behind this. We bid our time behind bars, planned and prepared for the day we got out. Now we're free and hungry for redemption. I know what must be done. I know whose blood will be spilled. But before I go after him, I'll go after his daughter. I never said I play fair. *Book one in the Marino Brothers Duet. Rated 18+ due to explicit language, sex, and violence.*

𝐈𝐧 𝐰𝐡𝐢𝐜𝐡 𝐬𝐡𝐞 𝐦𝐚𝐤𝐞𝐬 𝐚 𝐝𝐞𝐚𝐥 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐝𝐞𝐯𝐢𝐥, 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐩𝐫𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐬 𝐭𝐨 𝐛𝐞 𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐬𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐦𝐚𝐧 𝐡𝐢𝐦𝐬𝐞𝐥𝐟. . . . . . . . . . . We've all heard the tales of good and bad, the tales of innocent deceit and her hero, the tales that despite their nature, show us the beauty in contrast. But it's the tales of pure evil that get swept under the rug. The tales of deception, where cruelty is rewarded. The tales that have you questioning who the real villain of the story is. There's a simple philosophy to most thing in life; two wrongs 𝘯𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘳 make a right. So what ensues when you put two of the worst kinds of people together? Loyalties transfer, lines blur, and hatred ignites complete chaos. She's cunning. 𝘏𝘦'𝘴 𝘳𝘶𝘵𝘩𝘭𝘦𝘴𝘴. She's dangerous. 𝘏𝘦'𝘴 𝘷𝘪𝘤𝘪𝘰𝘶𝘴. She's evil. 𝘏𝘦'𝘴 𝘸𝘰𝘳𝘴𝘦. Or so that's what we're told. The devil is always worse. But maybe, just maybe, she's the devil in disguise, playing his advocate... . . . . . . . . . . - 𝐃𝐚𝐫𝐤 𝐫𝐨𝐦𝐚𝐧𝐜𝐞 - 𝐄𝐧𝐞𝐦𝐢𝐞𝐬 𝐭𝐨 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐬 - 𝐌𝐚𝐫𝐫𝐢𝐚𝐠𝐞 𝐨𝐟 𝐜𝐨𝐧𝐯𝐞𝐧𝐢𝐞𝐧𝐜𝐞. -

A johnny and shannon fanfic with oneshot scenes in their future. *This is purely fictional and written with no ill intentions or hate towards any characters* #shannonlynch #johnnykavanagh #binding13 #keeping13

THE MIDDLE, PRYTHIAN They had agreed to meet in the Middle, not on the soil of any other court that could potentially lead their presence to unexpected surprises. Standing before each other, after discovering they were mates, and without Calamnai's magic as a distraction running through their veins was surreal. The sunlight brought out the green in her eyes; and among the blooming trees and grass Nyx could understand why they called her the princess of Spring. Layla avoided his eyes as she nodded her greeting, he'd never seen her so quiet before; not even in the Court of Nightmares, where most people valued their lives and safeguarded them by keeping their mouths shut. "Thank you for coming." Nyx said, somewhat formally. "This could never work out," Layla blurted, "how can you not see that. Nothing between us has changed, we are still enemies." Nyx felt his breath leave his chest in a gasp; a terror traveled through him. Did she mean to break the bond? Surely she would not drive both of them into such madness? "Then why would the Cauldron, or the Mother, or Fate ever bind us together in this way?" Nyx demanded. "Because they're cruel!" Layla cried. "And they are punishing us."

𝒂𝒏 𝒂𝒄𝒐𝒕𝒂𝒓/𝒕𝒐𝒈 𝒇𝒂𝒏𝒇𝒊𝒄𝒕𝒊𝒐𝒏 *after EOS and ACOMAF Fenrys can't watch it anymore... he can't watch his queen in everything but oath be tortured only because she was too selfless for her own good. He needed to protect her. He needed to save the heir of ash and fire.. read to find out what happens next... sorry very bad at summaries Plzz like!! Constructive criticism is more than welcome. All characters belong to Sarah J Maas. Finished on 8/3/2021 Warning: Language Rankings #1 in Aelin (27/2/2021) #3 in Feyre (20/2/2021)

𝐀𝐟𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐚 𝐥𝐨𝐧𝐠 𝐩𝐚𝐮𝐬𝐞, 𝐡𝐞 𝐬𝐚𝐢𝐝, "Call me Castor." I blinked. Castor. The name felt foreign on my tongue, like something I wasn't supposed to know. I hesitated before murmuring, "Castor..." His fingers, which had been pressing a fresh cloth against my wounds, stilled. Something shifted in the air between us. "...Say it again," he murmured, his voice quieter this time. I frowned, confused. "Castor." It wasn't the name itself, but the way I said it-soft, almost hesitant. Like I was trying to figure out who he was beyond the version I had built in my mind. Psyche Calix is a young woman who lost everything in the span of a decade-her home, her family, her sense of belonging-all shattered by the hidden truths and treacherous magic of the Magnificent North and the Meridian Empire. Now, something has called her back to the place where it all began... and where everything was taken from her. On her journey to uncover why she was drawn back, Psyche encounters allies, enemies, and strangers who are anything but ordinary. Among them is one being who disrupts her path more than anyone else: a powerful vampire with secrets older than time and a presence she can't seem to escape. He's dangerous. Unforgiving. Tempting. As their fates intertwine and emotions grow tangled, Psyche must decide-will she surrender to the one who's haunted her every step, becoming his completely? Or will she break free before he consumes what's left of her? Only one way to find out. oc x chaos/castor valor (Disclaimer: I don't own Ouabh tbona or acftl and not the characters except my own. those masterpieces belong to Stephanie garber)

A COURT OF PAIN AND SORROW (A Acotar fanfic by Sarah J. Maas.) Two hundred years after ACOSF. A new generation of heirs have been born. Of Night. Of Winter and of Spring. Nyx Artemis is the heir to the night court, the eldest child of Rhysand and Feyre, and their only son. He had been told all his life not to trust the Spring Court, nor its beautiful daughter. That she was a monster born without a heart. Verna Tansmia is the only heiress to the spring court, the only child of Tamlin. She has been told that the Night court were killers that killed her birth mother. She had been trained since birth to take down the Night Court. However, one evening everything will change for the two heirs. When they find out they are mates.

A Monster. That's what they'd always called her. Sasha wasn't delusional enough to think they were wrong. Made of shadow and suffering, raised in cold and cruelty, she was every inch the monster the world feared her to be. She tried not to hate herself for it, for the way this world had forced her to be. Maybe she did not deserve this life she'd been given, the life that had been forced on her, but she'd been through too much to give it up now. _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ ACOTAR oc insert Multiple(?) romances Plot centred Started : 7/10/24 ACOMAF finished : 12/6/25 ACOWAR finished : ... ACOFAS finished : ... ACOSF finished : ... Idk how well this will do but the hyperfixation will consume my soul if I don't get this out my system :)