The tomb spell broke and a Salvatore girl is awakened from her slumber. [Season 1-4 TVD] [Season 1 TO] Cover credit to @solatirium 01/8/17- #2 in Fanfiction 10/13/18- #1 in #thevampirediaries 11/23/18- #1 in #fanfiction Translated in Italian by @lioninsheepsclothes Translated in Polish by @Lunailly (no longer updates the translation, I apologize) Translated in Polish by @Ciemny_Kwiat Translated in Spanish by @An-AnStark7

❝ You're cute! ❞ ❝ I AM NOT BLOODY CUTE. I'M KLAUS MIKAELSON, THE ORIGINAL HYBRID ❞ in which klaus mikaelson meets his match. [ editing ] [ season two! tvd ] highest ranks ! #1 in thevampirediaries #1 in theoriginals #1 in klausmikaelson #1 in elijahmikaelson #1 in siren

⋱ɪɴ ᴡʜɪᴄʜ ᴛʜᴇ ɢɪʀʟ ᴡɪᴛʜ sᴇᴀ ɢʀᴇᴇɴ ᴇʏᴇs ɪs ʜɪs ᴋɴɪɢʜᴛ ɪɴ sʜɪɴɪɴɢ ᴀʀᴍᴏʀ. 🌌 ⋰ Percy used a washable marker to draw pink hearts on the hybrid's cheek, near his eye. "Really, love?" His eyes scanned over her features. Despite what she was doing to his face, he enjoyed the position. She was leaning in close to his face and her hand gently held his neck to keep him steady. "I thought you liked art," Percy grinned. Klaus kept his eyes on her lips. She bit her lip as she concentrated on her masterpiece. He responded to her words, "I don't typically like putting the art on my face, love." The demigod chuckled. "Well, get used to it." ☼☼☼ ᴏʀ ɪɴ ᴡʜɪᴄʜ, ᴘᴇʀsᴇᴘʜᴏɴᴇ ᴊᴀᴄᴋsᴏɴ ᴀsᴋs ᴋʟᴀᴜs ᴍɪᴋᴀᴇʟsᴏɴ ᴛᴏ sᴀʏ ʀᴀɴᴅᴏᴍ ᴡᴏʀᴅs ᴡɪᴛʜ ʜɪs ᴀᴄᴄᴇɴᴛ, ᴀɴᴅ ᴛʜᴇʏ ғᴀʟʟ ɪɴ ʟᴏᴠᴇ. ✦sᴇᴇɪɴɢ ʜɪs ᴅɪᴍᴘʟᴇs ᴍᴀᴅᴇ ʜᴇʀ sᴍɪʟᴇ, ʙᴜᴛ sᴇᴇɪɴɢ ʜᴇʀ ᴇʏᴇs ᴍᴀᴅᴇ ᴇᴠᴇʀʏᴛʜɪɴɢ ʜᴇ ᴇɴᴅᴜʀᴇᴅ ᴡᴏʀᴛʜᴡʜɪʟᴇ.✦ • ~ • ~ • ~ • Klaus Mikaelson x Percy Jackson (fem) This story takes place in Mystic falls during seasons 2-4 of the Vampire Diaries This is my first story but I hope at least some people don't hate it :)) I'll give you a cookie if you read it. 💙 ⋱Maybe Strawberries and Dinosaurs will be our Always. ⋰ - [ ᴄᴏᴍᴘʟᴇᴛᴇ ] Feb 3-July 12, 2021 @QueenShayOfFandoms

FEMALE CHARACTER IS INNOCENT AND CHILDISH!! READ THE TAGS!! YOU'VE BEEN WARNED!!! "Tell me something Azron." Lucifer said as he walked closer to the dangerous Demon. Azron turned so now he was facing his creator, the same one that's scared of him. "What will you do if we gave you a mate?" A dark smirk came upon his face. "I would fuč* her first then do the same thing that got me in this cell in the first place but...." There was a short silence as everyone held their breath- "This time, you won't catch me." What happens when God and Lucifer decide to give the dangerous Demon a Angel mate?? READ THE TAGS!! YOU'VE BEEN WARNED!!!

Lexie is not a warrior. In fact, Lexie is a painter. Her hands are always covered in paint. Never coming off. Always there. For Lexie, painting is an escape. An escape from her pain. She paints to avoid the darkness that is in her soul. She paints to avoid looking at the bleeding wound inside her chest. She paints. To forget. But then Lexie meets someone. Her mate. He also hides a dark anger inside him. An anger at everything and the world around him. When two souls collide, how do you fix each other? Atlas isn't looking for a mate. He's seen the effect of women within his life, and how cruel they can be. But then he meets someone. Someone he doesn't want to meet. A painter soul. And a warrior's heart. How will the two collide? ***Note this can be read as a stand-alone story. Moon Child can be found on world_joy_ bio page - feel free to read it to get other characters background story. Highest rank #1 in werewolf Thank you for reading Copyright: ©Joy (world_joy_) All rights reserved

*** I get a call from an unknown number and I have a vague idea of who it might be. "911 what's your emergency?" I answer, holding back a laugh. "Don't fuck with me Elena. Now tell where you are so I can pick you up and... Talk." Damn, he's sexy when he's angry. I bit my lip, looking for the metro sign. "Your kind of talk and my kind of talk are completely different at the moment" I laugh, spotting what I was looking for. "Oh yeah? You don't know until you try, isn't that right, principessa? " he says huskily, almost making me stop in my tracks. *** Helen is one witty funny girl and Dante is one driven Mafia head. What happens when they accidentally reenact one of their childhood fairytales? I guess you'll need to read to find out.

Scarlett Liksis (Lik-sis), 23, had lived her life from a drug addictive mother, an abandoning father, a sister who acted just like their mother, and a brother who made himself scarce from his family, and gets the full attention of a devilish good looking emerald eye god. Scarlett is the one and a million girls who people should fear, for the quiet ones are the ones who are more dangerous. Ryder Quantum, 28, is the successful heir to the strongest mafia gang in the United States. He's feared by all and makes his statement loud and clear. Heartbroken and falling into an abyss of hell, he's making sure it doesn't go that way ever again. But enter the beautiful brunette with an hourglass body that he could not get himself over, and all hell breaks loose inside of him. As much as Scarlett would just love to lay low and live life freely, the threat of her brother comes haunting her with the abandoning father demanding for her to be part of his family again Scarlett's life gets twisted even more when Ryder decides to be the center of her attention.

Sunny Rae has been a thief since she was 10. After the death of her father she was left with her abusive step mom and ran away only to become a thief just to get food to survive. With no one to speak to her she hasn't really spoken a word in 8 years. When one night she starts looking for a snack and comes across a huge mansion she thinks it will be a come and go situation. Well, what happens if she was wrong. -.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-. Xavier Black is a 21 year old and is the richest business man in New York, possibly the world. When he was 19 his father handed down the business to him and since then the business grew and grew. With his hot looks there's no wonder people drool when they first see him but, once they hear his name it's enough for them to go running. What happens when one night he finds a little surprise waiting for him in his room? Big thanks to @jongdalsee for making this amazing cover! 😃 Social media (way you can send me messages) Insta: @itscaitlinb

"you shouldn't forgive the devil so easily"

In the kingdom of Vanderdash, there is no more feared warriors than that of the Scarlet Guard. Protectors of the royal family, skilled assassins trained since childhood, They follow the crown, they enforce the crown. To many, the group cloaked in red is a greater symbol of the royal family's power than the kings crown itself. Citizens respect and fear the scarlet guard, the power they hold. But within the guard there is only one who installed that very same feeling into the rest. Head of the prince's royal guard, ruthless and cunning, rarely seen by the citizens themselves. They call her Red. An expert in poisons and deception, the small girl has brought armies to their knees without once lifting a blade. A vermillion haired monster hidden behind the face of a doll. ~~ I smiled up at the men, "Would you like a cookie?" They peered into the basket I held out, spotting the heart shaped treats. "They're cinnamon with apple Jam. I do promise they are to die for." The taller mans eyes narrowed, "did you give the poor fool dead on the road a cookie?" My lips parted, "a dead man? Oh my..do you think it is safe?" "..depends on who you are miss, why did you say you were in the woods again?" I smiled gently, "I didn't." He rose a brow. "I'm delivering these," I shook the basket a bit, "to my dearest grandmama." He hesitated for only a slight second, "oh. well. be careful then. These woods can be dangerous." I nodded once still holding out the basket, "so would you?" "Would we what?" I giggle a bit, "like a cookie silly." "Ah.." he scratched the back of his head, "sorry, I'm not too fond of apples." Damn it. I sighed softly, "strawberry next time then." "Right..." As I turned to go I looked up at the two tall men, "you be careful now too gentleman. There are wolves in these woods." They nodded rigidly as I spun and began to skip off, giggling to myself. He asked the wrong question. I didn't give the dead fool a cookie. I gave him two.