They grew up together, separated by the political ties of royalty and war. They were on different sides but fighting the same war, fighting to be together. "Swear right now, that no matter what..no matter what keeps us apart you'll fight for us." The poor adolescent teens knew nothing of what their future held, only that it ended with them being together no matter the cost. "Swear to me Leo! No matter what!" The boy ushered, they had very little time. The poor girl pushed through strangling sobs as she meekly nodded at her best friend. Hands trembling as she gripped his own that were oh so steady. Was this the last time they'd see each other? "Elias! Time to go!" A military officer yelled from the dirt path. Elias frowning deeply at the interruption, his hands leaving her own. Don't go. Please. Leo finally found the words to utter her end of the promise. "I swear! I'll fight for us! Elias!" She ran after the rickety cart that was taking the only person who ever cared for her away. "I'll find you, wait for me." Elias told her decreasing form. And she did. She waited.

Lila would of never thought she'd fall in love with a vampire. He was something she never thought she'd lie in bed thinking about, someone she'd tell her friends all about while blushing or stuttering. He was her dream come true, a dream she didn't know she even had. Mattais Blue was her soulmate. The man she was suppose to live the rest of her days with, grow old with, possibly have babies with. He was her one. As a werewolf, they were from two different worlds but shared the same love. Their love wasn't easy but it was worth all the hell they would go through just to be together. To be able to love each other.

The man before her was not short the definition of male perfection. Sharp, high cheekbones, a strong jawline, luscious full lips. His eyes were dark and seemed to be silver under the warm flat light that streamed from the ceilings. When they were really gray. "Raylin. You no longer need to worry about men harassing you, understood?" He questioned, his voice was a low rumble, intent, but smooth like honey. His 6'3 frame stepped toward her, hearing her heart rate pulsing gently her chest and smell the fear come from her made the devil of a man almost smirk. "I won't hurt you, you can trust me." He cooed reaching forward a large paw-like hand catching a strand of her lavender hair. Harrison has thought this over so many times in his head. This day with her, he didn't think it would go so smoothly. Harrison was attracted to her, and he could feel his heart swell when he went near her. He didn't expect her to be so beautiful up close, so breathtaking. Watching her all that time was nothing compared to being face to face with the girl. He didn't think she would be willingly to agree to the deal but she also didn't have a choice. He knew her situation, working at that bar he loved so much. Barely making enough for a months rent. And the hospital they didn't deserve her hard work.

Marvel: Francis Freeman; This book is for Marvel's Francis Freeman . All of my Imagines, prompts, oneshots and moodboard for Francis Freeman requested via my Tumblr account; @bonniebird Fics in this book are Francis x Reader, Francis x Fem!Reader or Francis x Male!Reader

☀️All she wanted to do was help her sister in law. It was suppose to be a quick in and out. But she ended up in a way deeper hole then expected. Her sister ex boyfriend her a picture of sister in a compromising position and threatened to post it online if they didn't give him her $10,000. Neither of them had that money, but they had to find a way to get that money or get the picture back. The easiest thing was to get the picture back. All Wesley had to do was sneak into his hotel room and find the picture and get out. It was that easy. Her sister and law couldn't do it because..well she was pregnant and Wesley would take the risks more then anything. But when the risks leads to her ending up in the wrong room getting caught by a very successful man who needs her help in a way, maybe even she can't fathom. ☀️

"I never thought I would fall in love with a human." He spoke from across the room. "Well is that bad? Falling in love with me?" I questioned feeling like if he had a choice he wouldn't be in this relationship with me. "No, I'm glad I did you've changed me. You've changed me for the better. I needed someone like you, someone to level me out perfectly. I love you." Emmett said as his gold eyes locked with my dull blue ones. They told me falling in love was fun and thrilling. They never told me falling in love with a vampire was a death wish. But if Emmett was the reaper I would gladly sign my death certificate.

"This is a joke isn't it? You don't really love me! No one ever does! Who paid you to do this to me?!" I yelled as I backed away from him. This had a be a joke. "This isn't a joke Lonnie, i swear. I'm telling you how I really feel! Why can't you fucking understand?! I Stefan Salvatore am in love with you, Lonnie Bo Miller!" He yelled back as he punched the wall, there was now a massive hole in my bedroom wall. "I just don't understand why you can't see that? If you can't see that I love you, than I don't know what will." He said softly taking his hand out the wall. He grabbed his coat roughly and walked to my window. "Sorry about your wall." He said quietly and than disappeared into the rainy night. I stood their speechless and in tears. Stefan Salvatore told me he was in love with me and I didn't say it back.

"I will bruise your lips, and scar your knees and love you too hard. I will destroy you in the most beautiful way possible. And when I leave, you will finally understand, why storms are named after people." - M.K KATRINA The memory of her will haunt him.

You were abandoned by your mother as an infant and experimented on by scientists. What happens when a group of strange people come looking to adopt and end up picking you.

"Would you choose a daisy in a field of roses?" "Would you choose a daisy in a field of roses?" Nicole smith the anti-sociopath finds herself falling for the trouble boy Blake Parker. Nicole was too quick to judge the troubled 18 year old boy. Blake was also quick to judge the shy yet beautiful Nicole smith. "Hey watch it jerk!" Nicole hissed as her books and papers fell on to the marble floor of the quiet hallway. "You watch it!" The person shot back. Nicole bent down and started picking up her papers. The person bent down helped pick up her stuff. "For someone who was trying to be rude you sure are helpful." Nicole remarked the person looked at her. "Says the girl who called me a jerk." They said this caught Nicole's attention she looked at them and saw it was Blake, Blake Parker.