𝐃𝐞𝐚𝐭𝐡 𝐩𝐥𝐚𝐲𝐬 𝐧𝐨 𝐠𝐚𝐦𝐞𝐬, 𝐛𝐮𝐭 𝐧𝐞𝐢𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐝𝐨𝐞𝐬 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞. "Y-you want to kill me?" "No, I want to ruin you." Death Hood. A cloaked serial killer that leaves behind blood trails, corpses with the same cause of death and nightmares that makes everyone forget what dreams are like. Everyone has thoughts and theories but not even the professionals could figure out Death Hood's motives or identity. However, all it took was for one girl, an assistant at Malik Creations, to have one glass too many of wine and a tempting case file to discover that the face under the skull mask is Harry Styles, the owner of a Halloween Store, when no one else could've. *this story contains mature and explicit themes* Started: June 28th, 2022. Finished: November 9th, 2023.

In the throes of the second wizarding war, Delilah Meddows is killed by no other than Lord Voldemort. However, instead of dying like she was supposed to, Delilah finds herself at Hogwarts in 1943. She tries to tread carefully, but Tom Riddle is not someone so easily ignored.

'She's far for being basic' Zapalmy dwa znicze dla mojej godności, trzeci dla sensu tego opowiadania, a z czwartego wypijmy wino przez metalową rurkę. Bo jak już odpierdalać, to na całej linii. Tak na marginesie, to każde słowo w środku to moja wyobraźnia i niewielkie ilości alkoholu. Obiecuje, to ostatni raz, gdy daję się ponieść wenie.

*Book one in the Hell's Company series* Lucifer was the brightest angel in Heaven, But in service of God, he was condemned to darkness. After thousands of years, the darkness took root inside him. ~ Ammi is a flame no one can extinguish Forged from God's holy fire to combat his darkness. A gift made for Lucifer. ~ He clucked his tongue disparagingly, shaking his head, "Tell me your full name." I groaned, running a hand down my face. "Fine. But I'm not explaining it to you." His face told me that I would if he wanted me to, but I soldiered on. "My full first name is Amirykal. Happy?" I muttered. His reaction took me completely by surprise. He blinked slowly at first, processing, then his face split into a wide grin and he threw back his head and laughed uproariously. I was hit with a wave of arousal at the sound of it-it was rumbling and husky, heating me up at the core. "What's so funny?" I grumbled, sure he was laughing at my expense. He looked down, that gorgeous grin still on his chiseled face, showcasing his lovely white teeth. "Oh, Kitten. Your name, Amirykal, do you know its meaning?" He asked, his voice sensual and erotic as he spoke my name. "No-I was found with that name." I answered struggling to keep my voice even as he slowly approached, like a predator would his prey. "Well, Love, I'll tell you. Amirykal means 'gift', or, more exactly, 'a gift from God'." He purred as he got closer and closer, so there was barely a foot between us. "And why is that funny?" I had a very hard time focusing on the conversation at hand with him at this proximity, using that lovely tone. "Because, Amirykal, I am Lucifer. And God made you to be mine." *HIGHEST RANKS*: #1 in Paranormal #2 in Supernatural #7 in Werewolf* *Takes many liberties on Biblical stories and has graphic violence and adult content. Please do not read if such things offend you.*

When meeting the new next door neighbour, the last thing Bella expects is the silver fox. After a few encounters she begins to develop a crush on a man, who in turn quickly develops an obsession for the nymphet next door.

❝ who is in control? ❞ [negan x oc] [season 7] creds to @alicnstae for cover templates

❝ oh, what a wicked game you play ❞ [season 7] [negan x oc] creds to @alicnstae for cover templates

After being caught outside the compound on your own, Negan decides to punish you in the best way possible ;) This cover was made by the lovely Bloodsen, and you can find her page here: https://www.wattpad.com/user/Bloodsen

"I'm no damn liar, but I am ruthless - you got that part right. I'm ruthless, I'm despicable, and I'm greedy. Which is why you're mine now Mia. Because I'm greedy and what I want, I take and I want you." They say love conquers all. But can love conquer even the darkest evil?

❝don't you know i'm no good for you? i've learned to lose you, can't afford to tore my shirt to stop you bleedin' but nothin' ever stops you leavin'❞ ━━ kiedy świat ponownie staje się nazbyt nudny na ponadprzeciętny umysł sherlocka holmesa, a james moriarty pozostaje już tylko wspomnieniem wielkiej gry, rozgrywka ponownie staje się prawdopodobna. w końcu sam detektyw powtarzał, że gra nigdy się nie kończy, tylko zmieniają się gracze. czy zatem druga gra jest możliwa? i nawet jeśli, to z kim tym razem holmes będzie miał szansę pogrywać w kotka i myszkę? ━━ on, jako detektyw jest bezczelny, irytujący i arogancki; bezpardonowość zdaje się być jego drugim imieniem. ona zaś, to piękna i pozbawiona skrupułów seryjna morderczyni. łączy ich jeden wróg, którego obaj pragną zniszczyć. i chociaż z początku, flirt zdaje się być jedynie grą, sidła sentymentu z czasem stają się nieuniknione. a fasady i pałace pamięci, sypią się niczym domek z kart. ━━ praca bierze udział w Konkursie literackim ,,Splątane nici'' organizowanym przez @glnozyce ━━ #1 w sherlock - 12 lipca 2019 piosenka przewodnia: billie ellish - when the party's over / tom odell - can't pretend / unloved - when the woman is around © 2018 - 2019 by hapnophobia ━━ część druga: RIVALS!