"Eyes like the moon and stars" that is the first memory I have and it is all I have left. Hey my name is Charlie don't know my last name but I usually get called demon because of my strange birth mark. My daddy is Richard B Riddick (which I had no idea of at the time) he keeps me safe and is only nice to me. I guess its an alpha and pup thing....or just an animal thing. But I didn't know that I got my temper from my dad because I didn't know who he was or if he was looking for me.....until now. This story is based in the first Riddick movie Pitch Black were Riddick is looking for his daughter which led him to Johns who had kidnapped his daughter as a toddler. not knowing who her dad was Charlie was subjected to fight and survive but still act as an angel to those who she liked. With a mysterious birth mark and great animal instincts will this alpha and pup find each other? read and find out.

He was a hunter and a killer. She was a healer and the adoptive daughter of the holy man Imam. It seems the hunter has a new puzzle to figure out and a new prey to play with or will it be to love?

"𝘛𝘩𝘦 𝘴𝘵𝘢𝘳𝘴 𝘪𝘯 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘴𝘬𝘺 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘴𝘩𝘢𝘥𝘰𝘸𝘴 𝘣𝘦𝘯𝘦𝘢𝘵𝘩 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘦𝘢𝘷𝘦𝘴 𝘩𝘢𝘷𝘦 𝘢𝘭𝘸𝘢𝘺𝘴 𝘣𝘦𝘦𝘯 𝘢𝘵 𝘰𝘥𝘥𝘴, 𝘠/𝘕... 𝘺𝘦𝘵 𝘩𝘦𝘳𝘦 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘢𝘳𝘦, 𝘣𝘢𝘭𝘢𝘯𝘤𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘣𝘰𝘵𝘩 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩 𝘴𝘶𝘤𝘩 𝘨𝘳𝘢𝘤𝘦. 𝘠𝘰𝘶 𝘴𝘱𝘦𝘯𝘵 𝘺𝘦𝘢𝘳𝘴 𝘢𝘸𝘢𝘺 𝘧𝘳𝘰𝘮 𝘮𝘦, 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘐 𝘴𝘱𝘦𝘯𝘵 𝘵𝘩𝘰𝘴𝘦 𝘺𝘦𝘢𝘳𝘴 𝘭𝘦𝘢𝘳𝘯𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘷𝘪𝘳𝘵𝘶𝘦 𝘰𝘧 𝘱𝘢𝘵𝘪𝘦𝘯𝘤𝘦. 𝘚𝘰, 𝘱𝘭𝘦𝘢𝘴𝘦, 𝘵𝘢𝘬𝘦 𝘢𝘭𝘭 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘵𝘪𝘮𝘦 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘯𝘦𝘦𝘥 𝘵𝘰 𝘧𝘪𝘯𝘥 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘷𝘰𝘪𝘤𝘦. 𝘐'𝘮 𝘯𝘰𝘵 𝘨𝘰𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘢𝘯𝘺𝘸𝘩𝘦𝘳𝘦-𝘐'𝘷𝘦 𝘢𝘭𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘥𝘺 𝘱𝘳𝘢𝘤𝘵𝘪𝘤𝘦𝘥 𝘸𝘢𝘪𝘵𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘢 𝘭𝘪𝘧𝘦𝘵𝘪𝘮𝘦." In the world of magic, every stroke of an ink pen carries the weight of intention. For Qifrey, a distinguished Master at the Atelier, his intentions have always been clear regarding his students and his duty. But buried beneath his spectacles and his gentle smiles is a memory of a girl who vanished before he could ever say the words "I love you." ​When Y/N, a witch with the rare and delicate gift of weaving both brilliance and dusk into her seals, arrives at the Atelier, the past and present collide. Though she is soft-spoken and easily startled, her presence brings a warmth that even Qifrey's most intricate light-spells cannot replicate.

"Be careful what you wish for... or I might just make good on my promise." Qifrey isn't the only one desperate for revenge against the Brimhats. You've spent years pouring every resource you had into finding one of them. The one who ruined your life, the one who still haunts every breath you take. And you've come so close. Fate twists the knife when you cross paths with Qifrey and his disciples in the middle of an encounter with forbidden magic. But when Qifrey tries to erase your memory... nothing happens. Now he's stuck with you, your immunity, your connection to the Brimhats. And you're stuck with him.

I don't own any characters of Witch Hat Atelier except for my ocs

There is a place beneath the city where damaged magic is brought to die - and you restore it anyway. Once, you dreamed of becoming a witch. Now you spend your nights repairing forbidden spellwork for desperate strangers behind locked doors and dim candlelight. Then Qifrey appears in your workshop, far too observant to trust and far too kind to ignore. As dangerous magic begins resurfacing throughout the city, you are forced to confront the one thing you abandoned long ago; your belief in magic itself. *SLOW BURN*

"𝘐𝘯 𝘢 𝘸𝘰𝘳𝘭𝘥 𝘣𝘶𝘪𝘭𝘵 𝘰𝘯 𝘴𝘦𝘤𝘳𝘦𝘵𝘴 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘪𝘯𝘬, 𝘠/𝘕, 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘢𝘳𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘰𝘯𝘭𝘺 𝘵𝘳𝘶𝘵𝘩 𝘐 𝘸𝘪𝘴𝘩 𝘵𝘰 𝘩𝘰𝘭𝘥 𝘰𝘯𝘵𝘰. 𝘞𝘪𝘭𝘭 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘭𝘦𝘵 𝘮𝘦 𝘨𝘶𝘪𝘥𝘦 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘩𝘢𝘯𝘥?" Bound by a shared love for the impossible, Y/N and Coco are thrust into the hidden world of magic after a forbidden spell goes terribly wrong. Taken in by the mysterious and charming Pointed Hat, Qifrey, Y/N must navigate the trials of an apprentice while guarding her heart from a man whose kindness is as deep as it is dangerous.

Sora has now been performing on the Kaleido Stage for 5 years but after a night of celebration, some "Unexpected" circumstances arise. Why is Sora feeling that between her and Leon is something or someone that tie them together? What actually happened "that" night?

Geralt wasn't always the father of a girl who wasn't his. He also wasn't from Rivia. He used to just be the boy I'd known a village over. The one I'd see with his mother when my father and I went to sell his crops. Even after his transformation, he was still the boy from the village I'd know all those years ago. Triss Merigold and Yennefer of Vengerberg were not the loves of his life. I was. I was the one who found him again after he survived his transformation. I was the one he came home to every night and in the winter. He smiled before Ciri and the other girls. I made him smile. I made him soft. I was the one he loved first. That all came crashing down the day I died. That's when he stopped smiling. #13 - #witcher Under revision 9/8/2024

Reader falls into the Witcher universe. _____ Your head pounds. The world around you spins, the ground beneath you uneven and damp. You blink hard, trying to clear your vision, but the dim light does little to help. Trees loom overhead, their twisted branches clawing at the sky, and the wind whispers through the leaves in a language you don't understand. This isn't right. You push yourself up on shaking arms, hands sinking into mud and brittle leaves. "Where am I?"