"You're mine." I said, only inches away from her beautiful face. Her eyes. Her lips. I could not resist. "There's only you... Only you." My thumb caressed her cheek, marvelling at the softness of her skin. From under her dark nut-brown hair, peeked eyes of hazel and honey, edged with a deep forest-green. Held innocence, and fire that dwindled down to smoldering ember. I was warned about the threats in life, but never the ones with hazel eyes. I held her close, so close that I could feel her heartbeat against my chest. Her body- chiseled to perfection. Must she be so perfect? I couldn't stop myself from pulling her close to me and kissing her lips. At first, it was a delicate butterfly of a kiss, so faint, like a whisper. But, oh, it grew into so much more. Kissing her hungrily, my hands roamed all over her body. I wanted to kiss her lips, trace the curves, the lines and the twists they hid. I wanted to caress her body, cover with my hands every inch of her skin from head to toes, run my fingertips over her, and hear the melody of her laughter, and the symphony of her moans."More," I growled silently, still kissing on her bottom lip. "Give me more, Amelia." I kept kissing her, over and over again, each time harder than the last. The more love I give her, the more I have bursting inside me... Crazy, huh? "Dimitri" The silvery melody of her voice serenaded trough my heart as the air softly touched her lips when she whispered my name. My aesthetic senses came alive. I was once again struck by what she did to me, by her beauty. Her kisses, they lit my brain on fire, the warmth spreading throughout my entire body. After each one of them, I was more addicted. I couldn't bare not to be with her and I could barely breathe when she wasn't around. I, the Vampire Prince of Venedocia was swollen under the spell of this human. Amelia was my salvation and my torment. I lived for her and I would die with the memory of her in my arms. She was the half that made me whole.

"You've just been vexed, bitch." {book two in the 'Vexed' series} {set in Civil War} {cover by @-reyskywalker}

Simplicity never existed in the life of a hunter. Monsters, death and hunts were what these people were used to. But the Winchesters were a different story... This family faced more than monsters, they faced God, The Darkness, archangels, the four horsemen and death. In fact, they have encountered death more times than they can count. Inside a black '67 Chevy Impala, two brothers sat at the front. One with a laptop and one who had his hands behind the steering wheel. Behind them, a woman sat, flipping through her father's journal and accompanying her was an ex-angel of the Lord. Quite a peculiar group some would say. Zenja Winchester was the woman's name. And that very same woman plays a very important role in the world of hunters. Unbeknown to the Winchesters, fate was going to make them take a sharp turn towards a new danger. A danger involving a nephilim. And this nephilim plays a very important role in Zenja's life. |BOOK ONE OF THE 'ZEN' SERIES| | SUPERNATURAL FANFIC | { Season 13 } | JACK KLINE/ OC | | ALL RIGHTS RESERVED | | I DO NOT OWN ANYTHING EXCEPT FOR MY OC, EVERYTHING ELSE BELONGS TO CHUCK;) A.K.A THE DIRECTORS AND WRITERS OF THIS PHENOMENAL SHOW| STARTED: APRIL 15, 2018 COMPLETED:OCTOBER 24, 2018 (UNEDITED)

Kallista Zenia Emrys is born in the world of high society pure bloods. Being one of the last remaining descendants of Merlin- the Greatest Wizard of all time- she finds herself being weighed down by the extremely high expectations that her name gives. Starting Hogwarts, Kally quickly learns the hate that comes with being a Slytherin. She finds comfort in her Slytherin friends who face similar responsibilities. A handsome blonde being one of those.

Diana Smith-or Dr. Smith-is the newest genius at the BAU. She's landed Hotchner's team where she re-meets her childhood friend, Spencer Reid. The two reconnect instantly, much to the delight of the team. But when Diana begins to see her best friend as more, he isn't quite on the same page. Will a bit of nudging from the team be enough to get these geniuses together, or are they doomed to be "just friends" forever?

Adelaide Levi. A girl with spunk who refuses to give up a fight. Dallas Winston, the cold-hearted badass who never backs down, his reputation is probably the only thing he cares about. Besides Johnny. Will Addie change Dallas or will Dallas change Addie this is set in the 60s because the Outsiders itself is set in 1965 sorry if i don't edit this. yikes IM AM TERRIBLY SORRY FOR THE CRINGE READ WOTH CAUTION

Gods in human flesh. His features were balanced and symmetrical, hooded eyes concealing the mess of silvery blue. Akiva looked at his ashy brown hair as it was slightly disheveled, but the intention of it being cut in a neat line was easy to infer. His nose was round at the tip, bridge sloped with a perfect parallel into it. She could almost imagine the so called Celestials running their thumbs down between his eyes to carve him from a slate of marble. He kissed a drop of honey from his thumb, and she held her breath when his cheeks pulled at his lips to complement a lopsided smile. "Little lamb surrounded by all of these wolves." [ Started 12 November 2021 ] [ Finished 13 December 2021 ] [ slowburn ] Druig x OC #1 | #makkari #1 | #druigxoc #2 | #marvelcinematicuniverse #6 | #eternals #10 | #druig