Lake doesn't like parties, he especially doesn't like getting drunk by drinking the alcoholic punch on accident, and he really doesn't enjoy following his friends to go trick or treating and somehow finding himself lost and alone in a graveyard. There is a tall figure sitting calmly on a large gravestone, so dark he appears as a silhouette, his tapered cloak moving in the wind as though suspended in water. Lake walks up to him, made of curiosity, bravery and booze. The tall man stands to tower over him, in his left hand a scythe is raised and the blade glints in the moonlight, darkness reaching out from him like a thick fog. Cold red eyes pin Lake down. "Who disturbs this halfway realm of death? Who dares to approach the harbinger..." But the little human in front of him seems unafraid. His large blue eyes squint as he reaches through the black fog and presses his hand on his chest. "Wow, that's really cool, how do you do that?"

He joined a marine project to get married. Now he's trapped in the deep, carrying the spawn of a monster. Rei never believed in sirens-until one took him. Vaerion is a siren king, ancient and inhuman, with a voice that shatters steel and blood that rewrites life. His species is dying. Human females can't survive his seed. So he takes Rei strong, fertile and male. Now, beneath miles of pressure and desire, Rei is changing. Into something that can carry life. Something that can breed. But the deeper he sinks, the more he craves the monster who stole him, "You were always meant to be mine." 𝙏𝙧𝙞𝙜𝙜𝙚𝙧 𝙉𝙤𝙩𝙞𝙘𝙚: This story is for mature readers. It explores dark and complex dynamics.

After over a year of trying to get pregnant, Milo Katz is told that he is infertile and that the fertility treatments are not working. That fateful day sends the rest of his life spiraling, starting with his husband leaving and the consequences that follow. Being forced to give up his dreams of being a parent and no longer having a husband to turn to, Milo embraces his best friend, Ollie Bellamy. After all, they have been through everything together, going against what society told them was right in order to become who they are today. One thing leads to another, and before they can stop themselves, they are spiraling into something deeper than they ever intended.

Carson Leigh was completely happy with his life before he met Spencer Drew. He was perfectly content with how he was living life. He didn't think getting a job as a driver would bring the feelings it did. Feelings for a man who was technically his boss. Feelings that were against the rules and to top it all off those feelings weren't only for Spencer Drew. No, those feelings were for both Spencer and Spencer's best friend Cory Daily. And to make matters worse , Cory and Spencer are dating. Read to find out how Carson navigates his way through working and dealing with feelings he can't express.

Jaskier was a dragon that hoarded people. His friendships were his hoard. And Geralt, oblivious to all of this, was the prized piece of it. The one his instincts insisted was his mate. When Geralt rejected Jaskier on the top of the mountain, Jaskier ran. Finding himself stuck in his dragon form, he flew off in search of another member of his hoard, Ciri. Little did he know that Ciri was in search of Geralt.

Remember that girl that Winston rescued and had humiliated him in front of the entire City of Beasts by refusing him? Yeah. That's me. Reborn as a side character in her favorite novel, Bailey uses the memories of her past life to rewrite the fates of those around her. Despite her own tragic beginnings, will she be able to go against destiny? Or will will her foggy memory cause more problems than they fix? ***This is a fanfiction based off of the webnovel Beauty and the Beasts for entertainment purposes only. I do NOT own the characters or the world creation in this story*** Only a few characters are my original creation. This fanfic is rated 18+ for mature content.

There is a witch in the woods. Massie spends her days among the trees protecting the land and tending to the living things that live there. Everything changes when an unexpected and dangerous creature seeks refuge in her forest. Massie's life changes forever when she makes an oath to protect all magical creatures in her forest. Even the ones that want her dead.

Danny Moore had it all figured out. At 20, she was thriving at Cornell with amazing friends, solid grades, and a boyfriend who checked all the boxes. Life was good-until it spectacularly wasn't. Because nothing says "plot twist" like walking in on your boyfriend... in bed with your mother. Yeah. Let that sink in. Suddenly single, seriously traumatized, and completely out of housing options, Danny finds herself living in a stranger's apartment. That stranger? Bear Roberts. A guy of very few words, very intense eyes, and a jawline that could cut glass. He barely speaks, grunts more than he talks-but he's also the hottest guy Danny's ever seen. Living with Bear is supposed to be temporary. Emotionally safe. Strictly platonic. But feelings, like ex-boyfriends and emotionally unhinged mothers, have a way of showing up when you least expect them...

Inure: (v.) To accustom to accept something undesirable, evil, or painful. An other worldly girl is reincarnated as Queen Estella de Royalis, the villainess of a novel that is killed by her own husband. Having no other choice, she strives to save herself from that fate. However, the novel she read is not the reality she believed. ______ I tried on another, a red one this time. I twirl in its large skirt. "This one matches your eyes," I say as I spin. "This one too." I stop, putting my hands on my hips. "Are you going to order all of them?" "If I want to, yes, I will." He doesn't budge. I sigh, sitting next to him. "You know that you don't have to do this. I can go buy my own dresses." "I know, but I want to see you wear dresses that I chose. Besides, is it so wrong to want to spend time with you?" ______ Note: This is entirely my work. I want to see if I'm able to write something without a plot set up for me. I hope you like it!

Summary: The Mers and their murderous cousins, the Siren, have always been at odds but recently something, or someone, has begun to rally the normally solitary predators under a single banner and the climate of relative peace on the reef where Harry was born and raised has descended into the tense anticipation of war. But juveniles will be juveniles regardless of what battles might be brewing, and unfortunately for Harry-at least according to Luna-there's a Siren in his future. Of course, what this predator in particular wants from him isn't food. found it in ao3 https://archiveofourown.org/works/9885926/chapters/22167107