Ashlyn Wainwright is a peculiar with an odd combination of peculiarities: She's hallucikinetic, cardiokinetic, and amokinetic. In summary, she can find out what people love and fear and conjure images of it. When her old loop gets attacked, she is saved by Miss. Peregrine. Ashlyn struggles with controlling her powers, as often while she creates images of what people love it turns into what people fear. She is advised to become more stable and secure in herself. To do that, she needs support. She accidentally becomes good friends with the local dead-riser, more commonly known as Enoch O' Connor. Or, maybe it's more than friends? __________________ A Miss. Peregrine's Home for Peculiar Children fan fiction. Thank you for reading x [Completed on March 3, 2019] __________________ Thanks to @rzvenclzw for inspiring me to write this x __________________ Best Rankings: #1 under 'Enoch' - December 14, 2018 #1 under 'EnochO'Connor' - December 20, 2018 #1 under 'FinlayMacMillan' - January 14, 2019 #1 under 'MissPeregrinesHomeforPeculiarChildren' - June 25, 2019 #1 under 'MissPeregrine' - January 20, 2019 #1 under 'HughApiston' - August 28, 2018 #1 under 'EmmaBloom' - November 4, 2018 #1 under 'VictorBruntley' - November 15, 2018 #1 under 'BronwynBruntley' - September 05, 2018 #1 under 'FionaFrauenfeld' - August 28, 2018 #1 under 'OliveAbroholosElephanta' - August 18, 2018 #1 under 'ClaireDensmore' - August 28, 2018

"My twin sister fell for the vampire. I fell for the wolf. Paul Lahote was fire and fury, danger and destiny all at once-and the second he imprinted on me, my entire world changed, and I finally understood Bella's desire for danger." Bella Swan wasn't the only new girl in Forks. Her twin sister has always been the loud one, the fun one, the one who hides her shadows behind a laugh. She promised she'd protect Bella, even when Bella stumbled headfirst into the dangerous world of vampires. But when heartbreak drives her sister into darkness, she finds herself storming straight into another secret world-the Quileute pack. There, she collides with Paul Lahote, the hotheaded wolf whose imprint turns her entire world upside down. She never believed love was meant for her... until fate refused to let her run.

Euphemia Potter lived and died for the Wizarding World. Just when she thought her life was her own, she was... changed. Then, she was betrayed. Taking a chance and trusting in the power of the Hallows, Effy steps through the Veil of Death. Or When Effy left her world for another and had the dubious pleasure of meeting Damon first. (Rated for (possibly) graphic depictions of violence and potential smut in waaaaaaay later chapters) #1 elijahmikaelson 17th Feb '26 #1 tvdfanfic 17th Feb '26 #1 bonniebennett 17th Feb '26 #10 rebekahmikaelson 17th Feb '26

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The Roseblood Clan. Three thousand years worth of magic cursing through their people's blood. Long before the Bennetts, before the Travellers, The Other Side and the Ancestors, there had been the Roseblood clan. Witches forged from the dying breath of a dragon in the centre of Scotland. The blood of the dragon was the legacy of their people. Yet, stories and history could be twisted by the victors of the many battles that had plagued the clan. A war between kin had destroyed the legacy of the Roseblood Clan. After a thousand years, their rule of magic had come to a halt. For over two thousand years, a story had been spun. The story of the evil siphoner. The abomination that had ruined their line. Yet, the truth loomed, threatening to reveal the true reason as to why siphoners existed. What their true purpose was. Were they abominations, the bastards of the magical world or were they meant to take power from those undeserving to ensure it was not misused? Only the victor of the battle gets to tell the tale. Athena Flora Roseblood was far from a victor. Being a firstborn Roseblood had cursed her like many others before her. Firstborn women in their line were not meant to meet their first breath of air, they were destined to die, to be sacrificed within the womb to help empower their coven, yet for the first time in two thousand years, a firstborn woman had come screaming into the world. Athena was never been meant to be born. Her blood haunted her from the second she took her first breath, her house divided thanks to thousands of years of lies. Lies that may never come to the light of day. Fear was a powerful totem and after two thousand years of lies, it left Athena trapped within the cage created for her. The abomination, the bastard of nature, the Roseblood Siphoner. Nothing to the world but a mistake and a monster.

𝕀 𝕕𝕠𝕟'𝕥 𝕨𝕒𝕟𝕟𝕒 𝕥𝕙𝕚𝕟𝕜 𝕠𝕗 𝕒𝕟𝕪𝕥𝕙𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕖𝕝𝕤𝕖 𝕟𝕠𝕨 𝕥𝕙𝕒𝕥 𝕀 𝕥𝕙𝕠𝕦𝕘𝕙𝕥 𝕠𝕗 𝕪𝕠𝕦 In which... A girl who's only ever known darkness, is finally shown what it's like to be loved

In the misty town of Forks, Washington, where secrets cling to the trees and the rain never ends, two souls collide from worlds apart. Eréndira Aguilar arrives from the warm shores of Veracruz, Mexico, with her family chasing the promise of the American dream-only to find that dream frayed at the edges. Haunted by the memory of a sacred cenote, a stolen relic, and a storm that changed everything, Eréndira carries with her an ancestral power tied to the sea... a power she barely understands. Jasper Hale, a century-old vampire with a soldier's scars and a Southern drawl, never expected to feel drawn to anyone again. But Eréndira is different-her calm presence quiets the chaos within him, her power both ancient and wild, speaking to something he thought long buried. As their love deepens, Eréndira begins to uncover the truth about her bloodline-myth, memory, and magic intertwine as the sea calls her home. But in a town shadowed by the supernatural, love alone may not be enough. Tidal Wave is a lyrical, cross-cultural love story of self-discovery, ancestral awakening, and the tide that binds hearts together across borders, lifetimes, and legends.

In the beginning she had a name. In the end she had its memory. Condemned as a witch and cast into the Abyss, she fell carrying a child who did not survive the impact. In her grief she clawed through refuse, gathered scraps, and built a pyre. From smoke and ash rose her Jinki-the Ashen Censer-a vessel born of loss, veiling her in shadows, suffocating beasts, and reshaping the battlefield like a mourner's rite. For decades she endured where others perished, surviving not with brute strength but with patience, cunning, and a refusal to let memory vanish. She became the Keeper of Ash, feared and whispered about as a ghost who refused to die. Then came Enjin: fire to her ash, reckless blaze to her quiet endurance. They clashed, mocked, resisted-yet in the chaos of the Abyss their bond hardened into covenant. She anchored his fury; he rekindled her desire to live beyond survival. Enemies called her his weakness; instead, she became his anchor. Their love was not youthful flame but a covenant forged in ruin: fierce, grounding, and unyielding. Together, fire and ash endured.enjin

A simple story of their meeting, knowing, growing, and helping each other from the beginning to the end. This is a tale of how they grew together. miss peregrine's home for peculiar children Enoch O'Connor x Fanfiction

血与丝 | 𝐁𝐋𝐎𝐎𝐃 𝐀𝐍𝐃 𝐒𝐈𝐋𝐊 (naoya zenin x reader) (non-sorcerer [historical] au) ⤷ 𝙞𝙣 𝙖 world ruled by clans and tradition, a marriage is nothing more than a transaction. for you, it means leaving your family behind to become the wife of naoya zenin, heir of the infamous zenin clan, a man whose arrogance, cruelty, and disdain for women are as legendary as his pride. you were raised to serve, to obey, to endure. yet life within the zenin household is not as simple as quiet submission. every day is a battle to keep your footing in the shifting ground of naoya's temper, earning a sliver of grace one moment, only to lose it the next. but love born in chains is never gentle. it is jagged, dark, and dangerous. and in the heart of naoya zenin, it may be the only kind that exists.