In a small douchy inside a kingdom duying dying from plauge and ruin, Lord Elian is offered the chance of an arranged potlical marriage. He is sent to court, Damien Chamberlin, the elusive vampire and son of the insidious lord who reigns over the secluded mountains, said to be as dangerous as the haunted Ivywood Estate they dwell in. Elian is expected to convince Damien to offer and accept his hand in marriage before their scheduled engagement ball on the night of the first blood moon of the century. This engagement will not only save his people but also his younger sister, who has been in a coma for nearly two months, from death. But even when living with monsters, the estate is quiet. Damien rarely appears, sending doll-like servants in his place. What begins as dread soon becomes curiosity. Damien is not the monster Elian was warned to fear. He's beautiful, strange, avoidant, and lonely. Hiding something that his heart will not allow him to shed. Hiding something, dare Elian fears, is. . . familiar. Both of them are bound by duty, but are also drawn by something deeper. As the days pass, Elian must figure out where his heart stands- between the love and cold warmth of Damien Pearce's embrace and the risk of being cursed by it, or between the lies he convinces himself are truth?

To save her sister, she steps into hell-hand in hand with the devil who might be her only way out. Elissa vanished the night she was meant to leave the orphanage. To find her.Teresa Wilson (19) makes a deal with the one man everyone fears-Severin " Hale (27): a dangerous genius, accused murderer, and hacker who can break into anything... even people. He doesn't save. He owns. But Teresa's running out of time-and hell is the only road that leads to her sister. A deal sealed in shadows. A game of mind and blood. She swore she'd survive the darkness. But the darkness... is, in fact, the man standing by her side! Dark romance · villain ML · hacker/mafia vibes · missing-sister mystery

*REUPLOADED as the published version of the story* In a world full of super-powered individuals, comic books have become real life. Superheroes and villains have epic battles in the streets, aliens dash through the skies, and everyday people have their daily lives hindered due to collateral damage. That's just the norm that everyone has grown used to. It's a new age of young supers rising to the top, and New Elysium City is the epicenter for this new generation. The paths that they take will carefully carve out the fate of their metropolis they call home. Some may choose to be the very face of good and justice, while others may instead take a darker turn. And the rest? Well, they're perhaps just a bit disgruntled and tired. With a new hero team in the making, they all must overcome their own trials in order to work together successfully. Hopefully, they can do it in time to stop the new wave of villains as crime in New Elysium truly never ceases. But will they be able to properly balance their real lives with their secret identities? Or will the weight of the world come crashing down around them?

*DO NOT READ THIS IF SMUT IS NOT YOUR THING. IF YOU KNOW ME IRL, NO YOU DON'T IF YOU READ THIS. THANKS LMAO* Hesitation was written all over his face. It had tensed his muscles and settled deep into his bones, leaving him standing there with clenched fists at his sides as a gentle hand traveled expanses it already knew. The huff of air that left him wasn't quite a sigh, but more like the end to an internal battle happening within a dark mind. "You deserve better." He continued to keep his intense gaze on Chaz's face. Not looking away, even when dark hazel eyes flicked up to match his gaze. The scoff that came from the shorter man was more like him trying to stifle laughter. Letting his thumb catch the edge of Slater's mouth as his eyes slowly raked over the older man's face. They were both still so young, but war had changed them in so many ways. They'd grown older and yet were still under thirty. It felt like they were still kids enjoying their summer vacation off from school in some ways, but Chaz knew they were so far from that now. "Don't we all?" *aka trying my hand again at smut, but my porn has to have plot sorry These characters are based in the world of my story: MASKED: Rise of the New Generation. Spoilers involving their unrevealed stories from that book series will be abundant in this short, steamy mess.*

What does justice turn into when it is denied countless times? Vengeance. Before the original man behind the mask lost himself to the moniker known as an omen of death for all corruption, he was known as Slater LeBlanc. A family man, who though still troubled, tried his best despite it all. After his military career was yanked out from underneath him, and one unrelated, botched execution later that left both of his parents and his baby brother dead, it was too many injustices stacked upon each other. The weight was crippling, and a man trained to survive and be the apex predator did what he knew how to do best... hunt, and kill. The story of Blackout doesn't end with Slater LeBlanc, however. Even after he retires the mask, the ghost lives on. Waging a war against all who stand in their way of getting what they believe is the justice they deserve. * This will be a limited, shorter story. The chapters will be more like their own individual solos, but all still tell the overarching and interconnected story of Blackout. This story will have depictions of graphic violence and major death, if that is triggering to you then you should not read this. Otherwise, buckle up. This tale is an insanely tragic one that chronicles just how the LeBlancs aren't allowed to have any happy endings. *

A pampered prince, a boy of the wilds, and a curse to keep them close. Prince Soleil has never set foot beyond the towering walls of Sunspire Citadel. With each passing day, his fear grows. Fear that the Goddess has not chosen him to wield the sacred magic needed to protect his people. Then, one fateful night, everything changes. Soleil begins to see them - ancient, malevolent creatures lurking in the shadows, invisible to everyone else. Zevrith, a young warrior from the untamed tribal lands of the Shifting Wilds, has known only the harsh laws of survival. When the shamans foretell a looming catastrophe - one heralded by "the gleaming prince of Sunspire" - Zevrith takes on a deadly mission: to hunt down and kill the boy before prophecy becomes reality. A reluctant, and unlikely, alliance begins. Soleil fears that leaving Sunspire means abandoning his duty and his people. Zevrith believes that joining forces with the mage destined to bring ruin is a betrayal beyond forgiveness. Neither boy is what they seem to be.

I died. Came back. Now I'm living in a soap opera-and no, I don't get a script. Transmigrated as the older twin in a wildly rich, wildly dramatic family, I'm surrounded by love triangles, overprotective parents, and the kind of chaos that would give reality TV execs a stroke. My sister's perfect. I'm... not. And while she collects admirers, I collect emotional damage-and maybe one terrifyingly attractive, possibly robotic boyfriend who understands me a little too well. There are secret pasts. Public scandals. Too much glitter. This isn't a romance. It's survival. And I'm done playing the sidekick.