Y/n has not had a life to be envied. Living in and out of foster care was grueling in the first place. At first, she was excited to be adopted at thirteen. Happiness never lasts though does it?

Dimitri was a vampire hundreds of years old. He survived two mates and he was not sure if he wanted to take another, that is until a innocent trip to a bookstore and he encountered Caleb. He was shocked to the marrow of his bones when he caught the scent of the shy young man and realized the boy was his mate. Wait. What! A man! No way he thought, but the blood doesn't lie.....but he was straight. He was and has always been attracted to women. Females that bent to his every whim and flourished under his hand. Caleb was a shy college student, very much alone in this world and struggling to find his way, he didn't have time to pursue any relationships, never found anyone interesting enough until a tall darkly enigmatic man walked into the bookstore where he worked and sent his heart rate rocketing into overdrive. What will happen between these two? Will it be a match or will it lead to heartbreak? ***Warning this is a story involving man and man relationship. It contains graphic sexual content, strong language. if it's not your thing please enjoy my heterosexual stories. Thank You.***

English~ My first TomTord book and I actually created this AU Tom and Edd have been living since the Ancient Egyptian times. The two brothers were Kings and Princes with a family. They left with their Immortal mother and have gone through Greece, Rome, and France. They finally settle down in England after a few thousand years of moving. After several hundreds of years, they meet Matt and Tord, people who have no idea Tom and Edd's past... The book has been edited and it will be english only because man....to much for one little shit like me Anyways, hope you enjoy reading!

This was originally a rp, but I've extended it beyond. In case you wanted to know this is non canon of the rp.

Book one My name is Harmony Dissonance Springs. My job is a private eye for Nevada PD & it is one hell of a job. I'm only 23 1/2 years old & I have more enemies than anyone in Transilvanian history. Especially after I bobbed my hair. Anyways, I always had some sort of attentiveness towards the life of a fighter & I always accepted a fight. That is, until one evening I met somebody who would change all of that & me forever. "To you , My Lady, I shall stay by your side. Forevermore."

(My magenta winged lover)(Italian) As a child mi mama always told me of winged creatures that often admitted light as they flew or rested or even saw someone they ended up falling for. She even said if I wanted my 'wings' I must find my calling first. What does she mean? Non lo so. Saluti, my friend. My name is Bello Premio & I just turned 24. I live in the mountains where nobody (& nothing) durst to go, aside from birds & lightening bugs. Despite my odd choice in home placement something is close by in a cave a few miles away. A pinkish magenta light flickered in & out of said cave. Do they live there? Will they hurt me? I'd find out soon enough. Addio.

"It'll be an easy mission" they said. "Your first mission is the easiest of them all" "The scientists a wuss & can't catch ya". That was a bold faced lie. He has captured me & he has done too much for me to even think of escaping. So, who am I? My real name is Fauna Flora & I haven't a "superhero" name yet. but I have been given a pet name by my new owner due to my nature. "My lab mouse, it is time for your tests & medication. Say ah~" "Yes sir, Dr. Flug."

If you're expecting a sappy bullying story you'll have to look somewhere else. I stayed in the shadows of an abandoned island city about three hours away from that abandoned by Disney place. My world was monochromatic. No colors, no sound ect. One day, as I left my section of the city a loud clap invaded the bleak and barren moor of the city. Sending birds demobilizing everywhere. Me being me, I paid no heed to the sudden arousal in the far distance as I walk to the meatpacking plant at the heart of the city. ... *GET TO THE DOOR GET TO THE DOOR GET TO THE DOOR!!!!!!!* My heart is in my gut, which is gashed open, as I dash for my life to the exit. I was no more but 6 or so feet from the exit until the man in the black/white feminine mask dropped in front of me & grabs me by my neck feeling my pulses drumming at his palm. He comes closer as a masculinet voice calls & catches his attention. Everything goes red...

Bendy was making his rounds within the Silly Vision studio's halls & rooms. Bendy: "Silent & solemn as always. Well gods are you happy? I'm alone. No Borris, no Joey, nobody to turn to. If you have any pity left, any at all, then please..." His inky heart grew heavy as he spoke. Bendy: "... Grant me a loving companion, one that looks up to me as a role modle & not an abandoned abomination... Please." He had just passed the room where the ink machine was stationed when loud clanks & clunks could be heard cross the establishment. Bendy, being his curious self, came closer to the doorway to see what had happened. A small clump of ink ,slightly formed yet melting, emurged from a rather puny puddle of black then turned to face Bendy who was peeking from the doorway. ???) "D- d- dada~?" A small feminine voice weakly squeaked from the mess as a set of ivory dots become visible along with porcelain teeth. Bendy: "O-oh golly." (SLOW UPDATES)

"That is a bad place, Póny." "Do not go there, Póny." "That is the Devil's Casino, Póny." "Don't do what we did, Póny." My adoptive father, Mugman, & my adoptive uncle, Cuphead, would always warn me of that Casino & what used to be in it whenever I went anywhere at anytime.Alas, being twelve years old & rebellious as all Hell, I ventured to the "Devil's Casino & braced myself for a horrifyingly astounding sight. However, that place is in ruins. Literally. The openings to the area were rusted & tarnished beyond belief & the windows were too murky to see through. Although, could make out a set of soul piercing green eyes looking at me through the window to the immediate right of the gates as you walk up to it. "Hello? Are trapped in there?" I call out in naive worry. "Yes," answered a smooth, almost country sounding voice that was ,at the time, comforting to a tyke who just strolled into this forsaken place. "& I would love some company, darlin'. What's your name?" "My name is Póny, what's your's?" -Silence- "Dice. King Dice, my priceless Póny."