It's Harry's 4th year at Hogwarts and his name has just come out of the Goblet of Fire. Everyone has abandoned him and he feels utterly alone. Through an accident Harry and the piece of Voldemort's soul that resides inside him begin to interact and Harry slowly begins to change. He becomes stronger and more aware, and slowly grows aware of a more sinister course of events that has perpetuated his entire life. Book 1 Disclaimer - This story does not belong to me, it can be found on fanfiction.com and adult-fanfiction by Athey.

{Killing Stalking | Omegaverse} Caught in a knotty ball of yarn is a book about Yoonbum, a rather shy neko hybrid that has to deal with his social anxiety everyday of his life and the pressure of finding a mate by his parents. One day, he's out grocery shopping when he accidentally bumps into a rather scary tiger hybrid, who has decided that this little kitty cat is going to be his prey. It seems that Yoonbum's life turns into one caught in a knotty ball of yarn... Ah, but before we begin I must tell you something-I'm not entirely sure if it had slipped my mind or not really, but did I mention Yoonbum's tendency to obsess?

Humans know nothing about the truth of sirens. We are not a form of your fantasy of "Mermaids", we live on land, on islands away from people, in fear that humans will find us. We do not lure people to their deaths, we simple sing to sing. It's in our nature to sing, when happy, sad, or simple to let each other know where we are. It is not our fault that humans find themselves captivated by our songs. It is their fault that their ships crash on our shores. But it doesn't take long until they find fault in us, and seek a form of revenge. I don't know if the humans tales of us being sea creatures comes from with their fascination of the endless depths of the sea, believing that creatures beyond comprehension reside there; or if it's the fact that angry sailors find their revenge in tying our feet together with a large boulder and throwing us into the ocean to end our lives with water-logged songs. Maybe it simple comes from what they tell people when they return home; that the sirens are in the ocean where they belong. I grew up knowing the truth, of the horror of the relation between sirens and humans. I also grew up knowing that a human hasn't come in contact with our kind in many years. We thought humans lost their fascination with us and our songs long ago; We thought wrong.

*Editing this story so that i can come back and continue writing it as of 12/17/25* "Merfolk are more dangerous then sirens, in my opinion. Sirens are pretty words and smiles, and they just drown you before eating you. Merfolk aren't as kind. I once watched one jump all the way up to the ship railing, grab a man, and literally eat him alive while we had to watch and listen to his screams. By the time that mer went back into the water there was only half a man left. Blood and pieces of flesh everywhere. That was a female, what many would claim is the weaker of their species. The males are rarely seen but they say you better hope you don't see one. They say when the males come up, they're usually looking to feed or breed. If he sets his sight on you there's an eighty percent chance of you dying before your journey ends, I imagine." Laurence is about to depart on his first voyage, unaware of how it will change his life forever. Mer x Human Sailor short story. R18 Explicit.

Life is tough. Being an Omega is tough. Being sold like a merchandize is worst and what else is more extreme than that? Traveling to Oregon is! Levi thought he passed all the hardships of life but... Dust, bears, snakes, rivers, the heat of the blazing sun, bandits! Starvation, exhaustion, God forsaken roads, and disease!! But one thing is as easy as pie. Falling for his new husband.