The Amaranth Wand
When witches go riding, and black cats are seen, the moon laughs and whispers, 'tis near Halloween...
When witches go riding, and black cats are seen, the moon laughs and whispers, 'tis near Halloween...
The only refuge for supernatural creatures in trouble...
Getting stuck in paradise is the best thing that ever happened to her...
How did I become the housekeeper of this bloodsuckers group? You can say I'm a privileged.
Do you know that guy from History Chanel who talks nonstop about the Ancient Astronauts theory? I always thought that his "Krusty the Clown" hairdo didn't help at all to give credibility to his words... who would have thought he was right?
Gabrielle Millerand lives a privileged life in Paris during the Roaring Twenties, attending parties, balls, shows, dinners... She meets famous artists, dancers, writers, wealthy lesbians, socialites and a naughty and charming blonde who will become her personal obsession. But after the Great Crash, Gabbi's fortune van...
I destroyed my enemy when I made her my lover...
Killers, despoilers, slavers and thieves humans name them, but not one of these titles begins to describe the depths of their depravity. They have neither mercy nor honour. They roam and kill in darkness called up by their foul sorceries. From their kingdom born from the depths of malice and hate, with malevolent eyes...
Then she rode forth, clothed on with chastity: The deep air listen'd round her as she rode, And all the low wind hardly breathed for fear. Alfred, Lord Tennyson. 1840
So... you're the Alpha of your pack? How cute. And you say it's a big pack? Bitch please... I'm the leader of a whole city.
After being chosen to be the wife of the young Count, Evangeline's life takes an unexpected turn...maybe for the better.
I'm not your ordinary sort of adversary...
"The sparkle in your eyes could make the emeralds jealous..." This is a work of fiction. I do not own anything that belongs to another creator, or any persons aside from my Original Characters.
Violet has been dancing for her whole life. She danced her way out of her old neighbourhood. She danced her parents out of that neighbourhood too. She danced her failed friendships and that one boy she preferred not to think about. Violet danced her last breakup off. Violet is tired of getting hurt and having to danc...
The title tells you what this book will be about. Hope you enjoy these imagines. Best Rankings: #16 in #rubyrose (11/12/18) #1 in #lesbianjesus (07/02/19) #14 in #rubyrose (20/02/19) #6 in #lesbianfiction (06/07/19) #1 in #lesbianjesus (04/10/19)
How could I grow to love her? She took me from flowers to a kingdom of darkness...
She came from the ocean, this wild girl from the sea... This is a work of fiction. I do not own anything that belongs to another creator, or any persons aside from my Original Characters.