He was powerful. He was terrifying. Said to be cruel and unjust. Terrifyingly possessive. He had the world, but to him she was his world. There was nothing he wouldn't do for his miraculum.

WARNING! This story was my first (unedited/draft). Grammer, plot, etc is messy so please beware! thank you :))) - He couldn't get enough of the emerald in her gaze. And the one colour she thought she'd be afraid of was a colour her heart was set to beat towards a million times a day. - 𝙇𝙖𝙣𝙙𝙤𝙣 𝘼𝙣𝙜𝙚𝙡𝙤 𝙈𝙖𝙡𝙞𝙠. He is the most feared person in their town. Anyone who crossed his way was met with brutality and cruelty within him. He kills without remorse. But when he locks his grey eyes on a pair of green ones, everything he trained to become had vanished, because of her. 𝙇𝙖𝙮𝙡𝙖 𝙑𝙖𝙡𝙚𝙣𝙩𝙞𝙣𝙖 𝙎𝙪𝙢𝙢𝙚𝙧𝙨. She is known and loved by many, she was as gentle and sweet as a flower. She is the light in the darkness. But when she sets her green eyes upon his grey ones, she can't help but let her light shine through the darkness of him.

Astrid Knight was the definition of cold. Preferring to stay in shadows, she had managed to successfully avoid any life-threatening incidents. Fending for herself was hard when she was a minor, forcing her to work on the other side of the law. After an Arson gone wrong, she ended up in the home of the Italian Mafia- her supposed family. Men wanting to build their stolen relationships, a boy getting under her skin and a ghost from the past wanting to team up with her, Astrid didn't have any other choice but to go with the flow. Watch Astrid navigate her way through a mission of taking down a ghost of her past as she juggles love, family and betrayal. Not an incest . More of a romance-adventure TW: violence, swearing, mature scenes. Rewriting [29]

Seventeen-year-old Azalea Greene was one of those girls in school that often was found with rings underneath her eyes and wearing her glasses more than her contacts. Being an insomniac, she spent most of her time at night either painting or wandering to the field behind her house to star gaze because of her love for the stars. Yet, little did she know that one of the quiet but good looking boys in her art class, Blue Majors, would end up being in the field one night when she went with a blanket in her arms. And so began a quiet star gazing, that would turn into conversations, which would turn into painting together, and then possibly...more. all rights reserved copyrighted 2016

A 21st century covert ops agent, Cybelline found herself transported to a medieval world of magic and war without a clue of how she got there. Fine, she'll consider this as early, early retirement and try to have a quiet, peaceful life. Maybe she would buy a farm and raise some ducks. She didn't plan to have royalty fall over her doorstep and demand marriage for "taking his innocence". Granted, she tripped him first, but he deserved it. If her idyllic life had been undisturbed, she could even ignore the war between humans, the Fae, and the Folk. If they had left her alone, perhaps she would have never discovered power so potent that it could destroy the world. Perhaps she would have never become the most feared person in the realm.

"Xander, you can't sit here and tell us that this doesn't look the least bit suspicious to you," Mordecai told me. "I'm pretty sure I know my own girlfriend, and I highly doubt she would shoot herself just to prove a point, or whatever the fuck you think she did it for," I replied. "This memory thing she has going on doesn't sit well with me. It's shady if we're being honest," Nadia commented. "You're just mad that Xander isn't interested in you anymore," Aziel told her. I inwardly laughed at the look on her face. "Ok, so maybe we need to look at this from a non biased view. She showed up shot, she can't remember anything, and her recent activities are questionable. That doesn't necessarily mean that she's guilty of all these crimes," Nigel pointed out. "Are we all forgetting the glorified fact that Xander taught her how to fight, and it only took her a day to learn everything? The girl is dangerous and you're all being blind!" Nadia said in frustration. I shrugged. "She's a fast learner. I don't get what you're so worked up about." "What is it about this girl that makes everyone doubt that she could possibly be a murderer?" she asked. "Have you even met her? Because you seriously sound bitter more than anything," Malachi told her. "I don't need to meet her. I know enough," she snapped. I got off of the table I was leaning on. "Look Nadia, you're honestly picking at straws, and it's clear that you don't like Noelle much, but I would highly suggest you stop accusing her of all this shit because she's innocent and you're starting to piss me off." "She's guilty and I'll prove it!" she said determinedly. I was about to say something when the door to the operations room flung open, revealing Margaux. "Alright, listen up! You have a new mission." "Finally! What is it?" Aziel asked. She smirked slowly. "It's simple really. Forget everything you thought you knew about Noelle Solano." Fuck my life!

To the world he was a beast but for her he would do anything. He could have the world but all he wanted was her. They say the things we want most are the things we can't have. For she was so afraid of him that even the thought of him could have her running for the hills. Little did she know that she was the only one who didn't have to be afraid of him. Credits for the cover go to @Chatachino for the amazing cover.

❝she was a bad habit. he was a vice.❞ *** the silver lake that hides secrets beneath, whispers of what not ought to be. the gentle breeze might whirl into a storm, as the moonlight lovers conspire to be free. *** Lowercase intended for stylistic purposes. Sequel to A.M. Extended summary inside. Completed. Cover credits to @Zayn_Imagines. ♠ My original work. All rights are reserved. ♠

❝ a.m. was their time. they liked to rule the dark.❞ *** he was black, painted on white, i was red, with a hint of pink, he wrote stories on my skin, with grey, unerasable ink. *** Lowercase intended for stylistic purposes. Summary inside.Completed. Cover credits to @Zayn_Imagines. #ProjectBadBoys ♠ My original work. All rights are reserved. ♠

dear infinity, if only i had known that you never were. she is perfect, and he thinks it's only fair that he should tell her so in a form of communication that would last as long as her name implied. he wants to let her know that she is his universe, and he is but a small star within it. he doesn't realize how true that actually is. {lowercase intended}