Dracula a love tale fanfic

After Loki supposedly gave up his life to save Thor from Thanos, the God of Mischief transported himself somewhere where he could escape Thanos's wrath. Ending up back on Earth, Loki realizes he is still mortally wounded from his bought with Thanos, and he is not healing like he should. Wounded, alone, and afraid of being found, Loki disguises himself as a common Midguard creature to keep himself hidden. He is found by a young woman who - unknowingly - takes in the trickster God and nurses him back to health. Loki finds himself torn between messing with this mortal to get what he wants, or to return to Thor and help his brother. The mortal in question, though, has no idea who she has saved, and what crazy, messed up world she has been hurled into.

"Tomorrow, we don't have to speak of this again." I hardly know what I'm asking. I just know I want whatever it is. He watches me with an intensity only he is capable of. "Put my hand where you want me to touch you." **** Vaela should never have gone up that mountain. She should never have tried to find the Immortal Prince. But she did, and now she's mortal in a land of immortals, fighting to find her mate in order to save her own life. Yet the handsome, seductive Prince trying to save her life is getting in her way. How can she concentrate on finding her true mate when she is confined to his home, unable to resist him? Unless, of course, he is the answer to all her problems. *Mature Content! Read at your own discretion!* - Stand-alone (within the Immortal Sin's Series Universe)

Your grandfather passed, leaving his land to your care. As you clean the place up, going through your grandfather's things, you notice some notes about a mysterious horse that appears to have been living in a pond for years. Could that be the same black stallion that you see from the trees? And why does it always appear when you are outside?

Sold. Collared. Claimed. Eryn was never meant to be a Breeder. She worked, obeyed, did everything right - until a lie stole her freedom and condemned her to the auction block. Now, she is forced to stand before a crowd of ruthless Beldrathian warriors, waiting to be sold like cattle to the highest bidder. She expects cruelty. A monster. What she doesn't expect is him. Drexar is a warlord, a chieftain of one of the most powerful battle clans in Beldrathia. He has no interest in weak human females. But when Eryn steps onto the stage - head high, eyes blazing with defiance - he makes a choice that will change both their lives forever. He claims her. Bound to a male who is both her captor and protector, Eryn must navigate a world where obedience is law, rebellion is punished, and escape is impossible. But the greatest threat is not the collar around her neck; it is the way Drexar's gaze burns, the way his touch ignites something forbidden. Because in a world where she is nothing but property, wanting him could be her downfall. - [Story Contains Mature and Explicit Content] Cover art belongs to @ Beefamily8

On a fateful mission gone wrong, Auror Draco Malfoy gets mauled by a werewolf in an attempt to save his partner's life. When they rush him into St. Mungo's, the only healer Harry Potter will trust near his partner is his best friend, Hermione Granger, the head of the Trauma Ward. Little did they realize, healing Draco Malfoy would not be the difficult part of her job. When he regains consciousness, Draco's impulses are frayed and his instincts keep pushing him towards Granger, the one friend from Potter's crew he'd always kept at a distance. But now his heightened senses won't allow him to escape her and his new and volatile wolf has decided she's his perfect match. ✧ 𝐇𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐞𝐬𝐭 𝐑𝐚𝐧𝐤 #1 hermione #5 dracomalfoy #4 harrypotter #2 dramione #194 fanfiction /1.2 M! #528 romance/1.8M! 🥇 1st PLACE (tied) in Post-War Era @ Seeker Awards 2019 🏅 2nd PLACE in Post-War Era @ Hogwarts Student Council Writing Contest ✦ 𝐃𝐈𝐒𝐂𝐋𝐀𝐈𝐌𝐄𝐑: • I clearly don't own HP or the Wizarding World, I just enjoy having fun with the world. • Rated M for later chapters. I DO NOT just write lemons without plot, so expect the characters to be three dimensional and a natural build to everything. Rated M chapters are clearly marked and can be easily skipped!

━ ❝ ɪ ᴄᴏᴜʟᴅ ɢᴇᴛ ᴜsᴇ ᴛᴏ ɪɢɴᴏʀɪɴɢ ʏᴏᴜ ❞ 𓂃 ˖ ﾟ ❝ ɪ'ᴅ ʀᴀᴛʜᴇʀ ʏᴏᴜ ɢᴇᴛ ᴜsᴇ ᴛᴏ ɴᴏᴛɪᴄɪɴɢ ᴍᴇ ❞ ╰━━ 𝚰𝐍 𝐖𝐇𝚰𝐂𝐇, ᴘᴀᴜʟ ʟᴀʜᴏᴛᴇ ɪᴍᴘʀɪɴᴛs ᴏɴ ʙᴇʟʟᴀ sᴡᴀɴs ᴄᴏᴜsɪɴ. [ᴘᴀᴜʟ ʟᴀʜᴏᴛᴇ 𝗫 ғᴇᴍᴀʟᴇ ᴏᴄ ] ━ [ᴛᴡɪʟɪɢʜᴛ ɴᴇᴡ ᴍᴏᴏɴ & ᴏɴᴡᴀʀᴅs] ✦˚₊ ‧ 𝐅𝐎𝐑𝐄𝐕𝐄𝐑 ! ━━━━━━ ↳ status ━ ongoing ╰┈➤ ᴀʟʟ ʀɪɢʜᴛs ᴛᴏ sᴛᴇᴘʜᴇɴɪᴇ ᴍᴇʏᴇʀ ᴀɴᴅ ᴛʜᴇ ᴄʀᴇᴀᴛᴏʀs ᴏғ ᴛᴡɪʟɪɢʜᴛ. ɪ ᴅᴏ ɴᴏᴛ ᴄʟᴀɪᴍ ᴏᴡɴᴇʀsʜɪᴘ ᴏғ ᴀɴʏ ᴏʀɪɢɪɴᴀʟ ᴄʜᴀʀᴀᴄᴛᴇʀs, ᴅɪᴀʟᴏɢᴜᴇ, ᴏʀ ᴡᴏʀʟᴅ - ᴛʜɪs ɪs sɪᴍᴘʟʏ ᴀ ғᴀɴғɪᴄᴛɪᴏɴ ᴡʀɪᴛᴛᴇɴ ғᴏʀ ғᴜɴ. :) ɪ ᴄʟᴀɪᴍ ᴍʏ ᴅɪᴀʟᴏɢᴜᴇ ᴀɴᴅ ᴍʏ ᴡʀɪᴛɪɴɢs ᴛʜɪs ʙᴏᴏᴋ ɪɴᴄʟᴜᴅᴇs sᴛʀᴏɴɢ ʟᴀɴɢᴜᴀɢᴇ, ᴍɪʟᴅ ɢʀᴀᴘʜɪᴄ ᴄᴏɴᴛᴇɴᴛ, ᴀɴᴅ ɪɴᴛɪᴍᴀᴛᴇ sᴄᴇɴᴇs. ɪᴛ ɪs ɪɴᴛᴇɴᴅᴇᴅ ғᴏʀ ᴍᴀᴛᴜʀᴇ ᴀᴜᴅɪᴇɴᴄᴇs. ᴘʟᴇᴀsᴇ ʀᴇᴀᴅ ᴀᴛ ʏᴏᴜʀ ᴏᴡɴ ᴅɪsᴄʀᴇᴛɪᴏɴ. ﮩ٨ـﮩﮩ٨ـ♡ﮩ٨ـﮩﮩ٨ـ ﮩ٨ـﮩﮩ٨ـ♡ﮩ٨ـﮩﮩ٨ـ ﮩ٨ـﮩﮩ٨ـ♡ﮩ٨ـﮩﮩ٨ـ

Summary: You always dreamed of becoming a successful fashion designer, sharing your creations with the world and bringing honor to your father. But with his severe illness and mounting expenses weighing solely on your shoulders, your plans changed, forcing you to pursue an alternative route. An intriguing offer led you to the elderly Alex Burgess, who immediately employed you as a housemaid for excellent pay. Your compassionate nature and exceptional understanding, however, convinced him to offer you an additional task with doubled compensation: gaining the trust of Dream of the Endless, imprisoned in the family's basement for over a century. Despite being stunned upon discovering such an otherworldly being stripped of clothing and trapped in a cramped glass sphere, financial necessity for your father's care compelled your acceptance. As you spoke to this mysterious anthropomorphic personification who never uttered a word, you found yourself drawn into his eyes that seemingly encompassed the entire universe. An ineffable bond formed between you, separated only by a substantial transparent barrier. You couldn't have anticipated that what commenced as modest household job would ultimately transform your existence irrevocably. ✩₊˚.⋆☾⋆⁺₊✧✩₊˚.⋆☾⋆⁺₊✧✩₊˚.⋆☾⋆⁺₊✧✩₊˚.⋆☾⋆⁺₊✧✩₊˚.⋆☾⋆⁺₊✧✩₊˚.⋆☾⋆⁺₊✧✩₊˚.⋆☾⋆⁺₊✧ I began writing and posting this ongoing story on AO3 in late 2022. Based on The Sandman Season 1, it follows the storyline from the first episode through the Vortex arc, incorporating my own additions and continuations. The story weaves together both canonical and original lore. Dream of the Endless x Female reader, original characters included. Credits: Moon divider by firefly-graphics on Tumblr. Warning: This story contains mature content with explicit sexual scenes (fully consensual). I strongly invite minors to avoid reading/interacting.

My first lemon, yaaaay. This happens right after Shadow And Bone, when Alina was kidnapped by a sailor and forced to work at a brothel. Mal turned out to have an infected wound, and the owners of the brothel won't give Mal the treatment he needs every day unless Alina earns enough money. But when Alina least expects it, she has to find a way to not be spotted by the Darkling, who decided to take a nice break from searching for her. The story will be told in different parts, you can choose Alina's POV for that part or the Darkling's POV (Yea I know this is lame and all I just wanted to write it)