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White Blood | Klaus Mikaelson by papertides
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❝When everyone knows you're a monster, you needn't waste time doing every monstrous thing.❞ In which Eleanor Fraser has her life turned for the best and worse by the devil himself, Klaus Mikaelson. KLAUS MIKAELSON X ORIGINAL FEMALE CHARACTER PRE-TVD AND PRE-THE ORIGINALS WARNING: Sexual content, vulgar language, explicit scenes. The first chapter features a forced scene, please read cautiously. THIS BOOK IS UNEDITED, CREATED WHEN I WAS STILL NEW TO WRITING, SO THERE ARE MANY, MANY MISTAKES SO I APOLOGISE. cover by: @humaneity
♤ [1] An Everlasting Death - The Vampire Diaries by taytaylorabc
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"Why are you single?" he asks. "Well," I begin, "I'm annoying, I'm Damon Salvatore's sister, and I've been in a tomb for the last 145 years," I say. He stares at me with utter shock or disbelief, perhaps even both. "Did I mention I'm Damon's sister?" ______________________ BOOK ONE OF THE EVERLASTING SERIES WINNER OF BEST VAMPIRE OC 2017 Ranked 161 in Teen Fanfic of the Week 06/16/16 @tvdcommunity ______________________ "One of the best Salvatore siblings stories that I've read. It kept me on my toes, and the story line connected as if this actually happened in the show." - @theothxrsxde "I actually don't really like the Salvatore Sibling thing, but I have to admit your story is pretty good. I am actually hooked. " - @lilsolarhalo ______________________ NOTE: I do not own any of the characters or story line that originates with the show. I have only added in my own characters for my enjoyment and others. If there are any similarities, it has to have come from the show. All credit goes to the CW. Cover by: @voidmoriarty
Side Effects by lazybug101
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Stiles is lonelier than ever in Beacon Hills. Stiles gets kidnapped along with Sam Winchester and they team up to get out and go home. The adventure begins... *Teen Wolf (after Season 3B, before certain events of season 4) & Supernatural Crossover (within beginning of Season 8)*
Legacy of Asgard by Anaklusmos14
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Percy Jackson is not a son of Poseidon. He is not even Greek. He is the last of his people left on earth as he awaits his destiny. To reach it, grudges and prejudices must be forgotten and he must find acceptance in a world in which he does not belong. His power scares even the gods. With war approaching will they accept him or will they drive him to their enemy? AU.
Family Roadtrip by AsymmetricalTrash
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SPN/Percy Jackson Crossover Some characters are a bit OOC. Some cursing Percy unlocked his door and stepped in. His boots jangled as he stomped on the entrance mat to rid them of dirt. He tossed his keys on the counter and headed to his room. He threw his leather jacket on his bed and kicked off his boots. Percy had just gotten back from a week long quest (to get back Apollo's favorite slippers- weird, right?) and he was exhausted. He wanted to sleep for a week, but he knew he had to check on his injuries before he did that. It had been a relatively safe quest- as safe as they come- but Percy was a son of Poseidon. Monsters could smell him from miles away. He had killed at least 20 Dracanae, just on his way home. He stepped in front of his wall length mirror- his mom made him get it, reason unknown- and lifted up his shirt to check on the gash he knew he had gotten on his side. It wasn't very deep, but it was long. He had barely touched it to examine it when he hissed in pain. "Damn, that hurts." Percy mumbled. He downed a few sips of nectar he always had on him and grabbed a roll of gauze. Percy had just finished dressing his wound when he heard his door creak open. He knew it wasn't his mother because this person had heavier footsteps. Percy grabbed his silver knife from the holster on his side and flung it at whoever just walked into the room. He grabbed another one of his knives and, once he crossed the small room, held it at the strange man's throat. "Who the hell are you and what are you doing in my house?" Percy snarled.