COMPLETE!!! Only his parents and the Midoriyas know that Bakugou has two quirks. Explosion and Outlet. Little do most people know, when people touch Bakugou their negative emotions are transferred to him, causing him to push everyone away. His parents have always taken advantage of it. His father lies, acting kindly to get close enough to transfer his own negativity while his mother abuses him, hitting him to make herself feel better. What happens when a visitor to Class 1-A is able to sense quirks and reveals Bakugou's guarded secret? I do not own BNHA, its characters, or the chapter art, only the story-line and cover art are mine! Rankings: #1 kirishimaeijirou 10/4/20 -Angry Started: March 17, 2020 Finished: April 23, 2020

Hanna left for England five years ago to study English and business. She hasn't been back to the states since. Only Skype with her family and putting off family meetings. She only see them when they come and visit her. When Hanna left to work for Sinclair Inc in England she was carrying two secrets. She was carrying twins. Justin and Jackson loved Hanna from since she was little. They knew something happened on her prom night. A guilt they carried around with them for five years. When Hanna ran off to England they realised that they should let her go as they done an unforgivable act by taking her virginity which left her frightened. When she returns with children that are carrying the Sinclair traits. They knew she was now there for the claiming regardless of the English boyfriend who foolishly think she will marry him. Second book in the Claimed series. Book cover made by @ohlovintoread

Yuri has always loved skating and has never ever really considered the thought of love before. He always assumed that skating would be his one true love and that would be all that he needed in life, but now there are thoughts and feelings racing through his head that he just can't seem to silence. He can only wonder how Victor will react. (Book 1) Disclaimer: All publicly recognizable characters, settings, etc. are the property of their respective owners. The original characters and plot are the property of the author of this story. The author is in no way associated with the owners, creators, or producers of any previously copyrighted material. No copyright infringement is intended.

'I said beg!' He screamed. 'I-I'm sorry, sir. P-please...I'll do anything. I'll clean the barns permanently. I'll do the dishes, scrub the floors. I'll be your slave! Please just don't kill me. My father would be crushed if he found out! I beg you, sire.' he started saying really quickly. 'What was that?' the king stopped walking and stared at him with a smirk. 'I-I don't understand, your highness.' 'Say that again.' He bent down and grabbed his chin so their eyes met. 'My father would be crushed if I-' 'Before that.' 'I'll......be your slave.' Marcel stuttered out while being captivated by the king's emerald eyes. In a world where elite vampires live the Lifestyle of Daddy Doms and Littles girls, the Vampire King of Draycott will stop at nothing to protect his Princess. But when she develops a new friendship with the butler's son, an incompetent boy, the king can't help but to develop more.

| 18+ | Damian looked so different with his shirt off and a crop in his hand. He felt more real: no longer wearing the mask of the good doctor, he was the Exorcist, the master over my wildest fears, the stones on the shore over which my ocean of madness could crash without fear. He trailed the crop over my throat, down my chest. "Your demons have not been playing nicely," he said, a warning in his tone. Goosebumps prickled up my arms as the smooth leather teased over my navel. "No, sir. They haven't. They don't much like you." He grinned, and it was such a wicked sight that my stomach clenched up with desire. I desperately wanted to feel those teeth, the softness of those lips. Patience was nearly impossible. "I must admit I don't much like them either," he growled. "Turn around. Hands on the wall. Spread your legs." I obeyed, my breath catching in my throat. I felt him lean close, his breath hot on my neck as he left kisses along my hairline. "But they don't own your body, do they, darling? Who owns this body?" "I do, sir." My breathing shuddered. The crop tapped between my thighs. "That's right. And who have you chosen to give your body to?" "To you, sir." × × × 18 year old Samara Garfield is on the run - from her past, from her desires, from the wicked voices in her head. Everything seems to be catching up with her when she meets Damian Hearst, a doctor with perverted desires of his own. With a legion of demonic beings eager to overtake her, the good doctor may indeed be the only one who can save her. But as their dark pasts become ever more entangled and hope for salvation begins to fade, can love grow in the face of death? × Highest Rankings × #1 in Steampunk #1 in Kinky #40 in Horror

The apocalypse came; firstly only with the side effects of another world war, the radioactive making people sick and poisoning the air and food, but then the zombies came. And they hit hard against an already fragile humankind. Not that it matters to me, really, I'm a vampire after all; no zombie can match me and is even fun to bully them around while I have the whole city for myself. As if a swarm of ants would bother the passing tiger. But one thing did, one that was the worst nightmare of any immortal being. Loneliness. And being bored to death on top of that. Good thing that some humans appear close to my territory, that way I have someone to play with; and the mere thought makes my mouth water, so many things I could do to them... And that made me very, very eager. *** MC(Main Character) ML (Male Lead/couple) MC: I hope you two are prepared. ML1: Prepared? For what? ML2: Don't you dare hurt him... MC: *smirks smugly* For vampires are known to have a lot of... stamina in yourselves... ML2: ... *Stares down meanly but hides blush* ML1: Stamina? For what? *look at both of them, confused* *** **Mature content** BL(Boys love) This book contains explicit sex, gore, strong language, bondage, bdsm and threesome between men. ☆=(ゝω･)/

(18+) Phoenix Rose lived her entire life hiding the fact that she is an omega. As an omega, she was born into this world with her life already mapped out. Alphas could do anything they wanted, work for whoever they wanted. Betas usually followed behind, as assistants to alphas or secretaries. But omegas... Omegas are nothing better than servants.

She watches them behind the trees her panties soaked with her desire. *First chapter is private.* MxM MxFxM

"You're mine. 𝐎𝐧𝐥𝐲 mine." As a prince he had everything within his fingertips, a wealth of luxury, immeasurable power and most importantly his favourite toy, the vulnerable omega Izuku Midoriya. #2 Katsudeku 150619 #5 Omega 110119 #1 Servant 200119 #2 BakugouxMidoriya 200119 #1 Izuku 080420

**CAUTION: A LOT OF GRAMMATICAL ERRORS, THIS WAS WRITTEN WHEN I WAS 13/14. WILL BE REWRITTEN SOON** Copyright © November 2014 All Rights Reserved She thought it would be a terrific idea to tell him the news as a wedding surprise. That morning at The Plaza, her mom's advice was to break the news first. As she made her way to the groom's room to tell him the news, she was left utterly shattered and he was caught red-handed. The man decides to have a little affair of his own just before their union. She was clueless of how long he had been at it- but one thing was crystal clear- she was evacuating. Far away from her now ex-husband-to-be. Of course she wasn't alone- within her was possibly a new life and beginning with the bastard left at fault. Will he come searching for her? What happens when years pass and still no sign of her? Five years is a long time but not enough to heal, people change and new paths lie ahead of them. What if they weren't meant to be standing at the alter in the end? Maybe this story was not supposed to have a happy-ending. Started: 06.11.2014 Ended: 18.02.2019