Brooke Hale egész életében csak arra vágyott, hogy végre legyen egy hely amit az otthonának hívhat. Amikor a nővére is elküldi, Brooke hirtelen fedél nélkül találja magát rettegve a jövőtől és a tudattól, hogy végleg egyedül maradt. Frank Castle magányos. Sokkal magányosabb mint azt bemerné ismerni bárkinek is. Negyenkét évesen már úgy érzi semmi újat nem tapasztalhat az életben. Kiadja a házában az egyik szobáját a kétségbeesett Brooke-nak nem is sejtve mennyire megfogja szeretni a lányt. Ám Frank nemcsak egy elhivatott rendőr. Az egyenruha mögött egy olyan sötét és halálos világnak engedelmeskedik, ahonnan nincs visszaút, és a kezeihez tapadó vér elől nincs menekvés. Egymásnak egyik pillanatról a másikra a világot kezdik el jelenteni, bele sem gondolva a következményekbe. Vajon ez lassan belülről elpusztítja őket mint ahogyan egy méreg tenné?

Allie has lived next door to Jon for as long as she can remember. He's always been just... there, the quiet house beyond the fence line, the man who keeps to himself, the one who never quite joins the rest of the world. Now she's freshly twenty-one, and everything feels different. He's thirty-five, a retired actor who left Hollywood behind for a quieter life, and he still doesn't belong to anyone, or at least that's what he seems to want people to believe. But distance has a way of changing shape when you've spent years growing up just out of reach of someone.

For the five years of his imprisonment, Valtor, one of the most dangerous sorcerers in the Magix Dimension, has not said a single word... until he says Blooms name. To stop the Criminal Seven (who happen to be Valtors best friends) from destroying the Realms, Bloom has to become the impossible: the handler of the villain she hates more than anything. Every piece of information comes at a price and every secret he shares could be a trap. But Valtor's intoxicating and magnetic charm is impossible to ignore the more she attends their sessions. And the closer they get to each other, the closer their carefully constructed plans for the Dimension comes to falling apart. (All characters are 18+ and please, so should you) highest rankings: #1 valtor #1 bloom #1 bloomxvaltor #1 baltor #1 prisoner #1 handler

When Valtor returns to the Magic Dimension, his first interest in Bloom is simple: the Dragon Flame. But the more their paths cross, the more his fascination shifts from her power to the stubborn, reckless, impossible girl who carries it. As Bloom searches for lost pieces of Domino, she discovers buried memories, dangerous relics, and glimpses of Valtor's own painful past.

Bloom was never meant to become a liability. Her power is unstable. Dangerous. Uncontrollable. And with every battle, it slips further beyond her grasp. Then there's him. Valtor. Cold. Calculating. Obsessed with a power he was never meant to touch. What begins as interest quickly turns into something far more dangerous. Because every clash pulls them closer, every battle revealing more than either of them is willing to admit. Until the moment he does. When their magic collides, something fractures, binding them in a way that defies everything they know. He feels her. Her anger. Her fear. Her fire. And the more he feels... the more he wants. Bloom is no longer just fighting him. She's connected to him. And Valtor is no longer just after her power. He's addicted to her. As the line between light and darkness begins to blur, one question remains: When the fire consumes everything... who will it burn for? **Bloom is eighteen years old in this story!** I DO NOT OWN WINX CLUB OR THE CHARACTERS, THIS IS A WORK OF FICTION!!

Bloom's journey with the Winx Club has always been about fighting for what's right, but when Valtor, the dark sorcerer bent on destroying the Magical Dimension, returns, everything changes. In a dangerous twist of fate, Bloom and Valtor, bitter enemies become something more-a forbidden connection . As Bloom uncovers hidden truths about her past, she finds herself torn between her loyalty to her friends and a growing connection with the very villain she once despised. The twist we deserved in season 3 but never got will be found in this story! {Fanfic I don't own any rights of winx}

Alternate Universe. The Dragon Flame was never meant to fall into the hands of darkness-yet on that fateful night, it did. When baby Bloom was sent to Earth, destiny fractured. Instead of loving arms, she was found by the Wizards of the Black Circle-cold, calculating men driven by power. But something changed. The flame didn't burn them. It welcomed them. Now Bloom is raised not in light, but shadow. Cunning, powerful, and adored by her dark "family," she knows she's different... and dangerous. Her fire isn't something to be feared-it's something to be used. To conquer. To control. But when her path collides with that of a bright Solarian princess named Stella, Bloom is drawn into the world of Alfea. There, she meets him: Valtor. A man forged by betrayal, trapped by fate, and just as twisted as the flame that lives inside her. They were supposed to destroy each other. Instead, they fall in love. And the universe will burn for it. A dark reimagining of Winx Club-where love is forbidden, fate is cruel, and fire always consumes.

Valtor has escaped the icy prison of the Omega Dimension, but his heart no longer burns for conquest. Instead, a deeper hunger drives him: to uncover the truth about Domino's destruction after his imprisonment. Disguised as a professor, he infiltrates Alfea to seek answers from Headmistress Faragonda. However, he never expected to cross paths with Bloom, a fairy whose very soul blazes with the same Dragon Flame that made him powerful... *** I'll most likely be removing EotL from Wattpad in the near future, and Archive of Our Own will become the only place where you'll find my works. So if you want to read, or reread, this story later on, you'll be able to find me on ao3 under aurealya.

For 18 year old Tara, the desert had never been kind. It was a cruel master-one that took more than it ever gave, leaving behind stories etched in sand: tales of survival. Tara was one of those stories. Abandoned by fate. Forgotten by the world. Forgotten by *him*-the man she had loved with every thread of her being, for whom she would have become anything. He throwed her aside as if she had never belonged to him at all, as if her love had been nothing but dust in the wind. But that was two and a half years ago. Now, she had changed-and so had her heart. She wasn't that girl anymore. Or so she thought. Because he wasn't finished with her. And neither was the desert. •••••••• This story is intended for mature audiences. If you're uncomfortable with erotica or themes involving forced relationships, I recommend skipping this book. Age-gap. 🔞🔞

Oman married a homeless girl to protect her from this cruel society. At first, he was beyond frustrate by this girl who was thrusted into his hands against his will. Later, unknowingly he fell harder for his little wife. *** Oman was exiled from his own country and he had travel to another country. During their deserted journey they both came close enough to share physical and emotional intimacy. Oman was a ruthless and fearless man, while tara was a quiet and innocent girl. Age-gap Historical fiction.