This was one of my old stories, formerly known as Kamp SuperNatural, off of my inactive account, VampireNerdlol. Found in the external link under the picture to the right. I hope to continue this, now that I can actually hear my thoughts and continue on with it! Thought I plan to make a couple of changes. Instead of First person, I will be writing in third person as I found that it is a bit easier for me. Secondly, I have become a Grammor Nazi! This being said, if I spell somthing wrong please tell me so that I can change it. Thoughts, suggestiongs and comments are always welcome. Another thing I am to be changing? Ryan's name. As I wrote I could never really remember the name and so, I shall not be using it. I will list the characters and things in the next chapter then I hope to begin writing once more!

Vladimir Alexis had lived for more than a thousand years. He is what the vampires called Master of the family. He may be ancient but he is quite modern. He adapt through years easily. His family is by far the biggest vampire clan across The world. He have family members around the globe since he had been moving a lot. He may be the fiercest, strongest and most powerful Vampire, but he yearns for the presence of a mate. He had taken many females as lovers but has yet found his one and only. His last destination is America. He stumbled upon a clan of Werewolves and met the Alpha, a.k.a. the Zombie Alpha, Skylar Bones. He felt a spark as his brain processed that this man, is his mate. A guy? And a straight Alpha at that. Will he be able to bend the Alpha's will and make him submit to him? A fair warning to those who don't like tattoos, the main character is covered in tattoos. So, be nice about it If u do decide to read my story. Thank you :)

He looked over at me in the dimness, fingers loose in my grip. "You are hurting me," he said, without interest. He had caked powder on his already pale skin, all of one shade except for points made by a hot pencil. Though it was no longer the mode at court, the new fashion more ostentatious and overdrawn, he still favored it, and as I did. My fingers crept up his wrist. I felt rough punctures, half healed and raw, a scattering of them, and I pulled. Laurent could not resist, weakened by the drawing of his blood. My vocal cords had been severed by the younger one's teeth, and so I could not speak, but I pushed up his sleeve, the luxury of his white linen, and found his arm colored like a polluted river. I touched the bites with my fingertips, ten, fifteen, twenty. "I have felt your judgment already," L whispered, trying to pull his arm back, "I have felt it these now two hundred years. Judgment judgment. Cry not. Is it pity? You are a cold thing, without heart, to judge me for what I do. Prideful toad." His arm muscles worked against my grip beneath his blood bruised skin. "Unhand me. Wretched, lye-broken flesh." After a time, he made a sound like a trapped fox, a dying child's keen, and gave up, lying back on the bed such that his hair fell across my face. My other hand found his neck and stroked him. "You will not know what it feels like, good heart," he said to me, softly, doing me one of his gentle nips of an insult, "for love to change you in an instant." He relaxed under my stroking, and his tone softened. "I only meant to help him die." ** After his untimely death, the story of the vampire "L" comes together. Devotees tell the story from many points of view across history, painting a portrait of a man crushed by great loves, desperation, and the indifferent march of time. featured 3/9/16 complete 8/31/16 Editing, as of 5/11/2018. Log: 0/129 chapters edited. 0 added. Cover by @ferret-bird

"I can't think of you like that." "And why is that?" "Because, you're Oliver." ~~~~~ Damien Lancer is the Alpha to one of the biggest packs in the world. Along side him through everything is Oliver Hansen, his Beta. What do you do when not only your best friend is your mate, but the both of you swore you were straight! Damien cant get over the fact that Oliver is his mate considering the fact he has a girlfriend and he can't love him. Oliver is having trouble coming to realize that not only does Damien not want to be with him for the fact that he's straight but that he is slowly starting to see Damien differently. Both Alpha and Beta have to come to terms with this new found situation or one will truly be gone for good. [Warning] This book is a BoyxBoy. Written by: @LaWonderland

THIS STORY IS ON HOLD AND HAS TO BE REWRITTEN. STAY TUNED! He's sad. He's alone and mildly suicidal with a touch of panic attacks. He's a full grown man that still grieves after the rejection at his 18th birthday. His life sucks and he fully accepts it. "You gotta work with what you got", he says, but inside he wishes for a love life where his so-called mate weren't a reputation hungry dick, the pack not a homophobic flock of one-minded dogs, and that his life literally didn't suck. Practically living a double life, where he's a cold hearted CEO of a big hitting firm, and theirs the real him; the scared, sad, depressed and stubborn side. When u want to appear strong, but aren't, the only solution is to fake it. It's not like his life completely suck. He has his father, who he holds dear. But hardly visits. And then, just don't tell her, she will haunt him forever, his PA Elise, that have been like a mother to him for so many years. All in all, he didn't have much to live on. And God, did he wish he could end his pathetic life. But even himself knows knows that he can't do that. That's just stupid. Apparently The Goddess have something in store for him. Let's hope it's not something shitty. Copyright © LadyAriya , 2015