Baby Darling has fallen from grace. Once an award winning pop artist, she now finds herself stalked and hounded by paparazzi, surrounded by people who don't have her best interests at heart. The only thing she can think to do is run home. And so she does, back to the small town where she grew up. Not much has changed, except for the addition of a few new faces. Tom isn't fazed by Baby or her notorious reputation. He keeps to himself, and likes it that way. An outsider who has graciously decided to stay put, Tom revels in the routine, the simple moments in life. When the two meet, it is like worlds colliding. But perhaps they have more in common than first meets the eye.

| 18+ | Damian looked so different with his shirt off and a crop in his hand. He felt more real: no longer wearing the mask of the good doctor, he was the Exorcist, the master over my wildest fears, the stones on the shore over which my ocean of madness could crash without fear. He trailed the crop over my throat, down my chest. "Your demons have not been playing nicely," he said, a warning in his tone. Goosebumps prickled up my arms as the smooth leather teased over my navel. "No, sir. They haven't. They don't much like you." He grinned, and it was such a wicked sight that my stomach clenched up with desire. I desperately wanted to feel those teeth, the softness of those lips. Patience was nearly impossible. "I must admit I don't much like them either," he growled. "Turn around. Hands on the wall. Spread your legs." I obeyed, my breath catching in my throat. I felt him lean close, his breath hot on my neck as he left kisses along my hairline. "But they don't own your body, do they, darling? Who owns this body?" "I do, sir." My breathing shuddered. The crop tapped between my thighs. "That's right. And who have you chosen to give your body to?" "To you, sir." × × × 18 year old Samara Garfield is on the run - from her past, from her desires, from the wicked voices in her head. Everything seems to be catching up with her when she meets Damian Hearst, a doctor with perverted desires of his own. With a legion of demonic beings eager to overtake her, the good doctor may indeed be the only one who can save her. But as their dark pasts become ever more entangled and hope for salvation begins to fade, can love grow in the face of death? × Highest Rankings × #1 in Steampunk #1 in Kinky #40 in Horror

When Ireland Devereaux's father dies under suspicious circumstances, she is left to run the family's inn in the desolate town of Solstice, a struggling community in the heart of the untamed west. Being a headstrong yet virtuous woman in this harsh territory is a difficult and treacherous life. Constantly battling to save her small claim for her future, she holds her ground even against the most shrewd of businessmen. But when a stranger and his men ride into town one stormy night, her whole world is turned upside down when she finds her life has been deeded along with the property to a vicious gang leader who knows of nothing else but violence and degradation. Forced into servitude, Ireland quickly learns of her owner's heart of darkness and his insatiable need to dominate and control every aspect of what he possesses, including her life. Disrespect and rebellion are met with harsh discipline and Ireland is forced into a battle of wills that may very well consume her. Could there be a smoldering core at the center of her master's stone cold heart? And can she reach it before her fiery spirit is extinguished forever? This story is based on The Salvation character of Henry Delarue

After being caught outside the compound on your own, Negan decides to punish you in the best way possible ;) This cover was made by the lovely Bloodsen, and you can find her page here: https://www.wattpad.com/user/Bloodsen

[Completed] [Featured!] A long, long time ago, when I was a chubby and unwanted teenaged girl there was this one guy I had a crush on. We hooked up but it was a one time thing. I went away to college and he went on to become a movie star. Now, in my thirties, Michael Fassbender walks back into my life. But not that I care. Right? [Mature Content Warning! Reader, beware! Dun dun dun!]

Two people meet under the conditions of a one night stand. The only thing they didn't realize, was that their lives would be intertwined, their relationship changed by family, friendship, and a constant, unyielding pull toward one another. This is the story of Gracie, Tom, and 3 years of "hello" and "goodbye."

This story was a little bit of a challenge by someone. I hope you enjoy. Marian at her most naughty...helped by a certain dark knight.

Fanfic written around the 2006 BBC Robin Hood, focusing on Guy of Gisborne (Played by Richard & Armitage) And Marian. Starts after the events of Episode 6 of season 2,(The Winchester Episode) Guy and Marian are trying to accept that things are changing between them. More heartache waits for Marian when they return to the castle, and Guy is confronted with memories of his past. AU of course!

Aleanna always thought she was just a seamstress living in a small town south of Erebor. But when Thorin Oakenshield sweeps through town searching for work after Erebor's fall, she knows it's not the first time she's seen him. Nor would it be her last. ***This story was inspired by the scenes of young Thorin working as a smith in the towns of men. It takes place shortly after the dwarves' exile from Erebor, as they journey south through the Wilderlands east of Mirkwood then westward to Dunland. *****YIKES! IT IS NOW 12/20202 AND ALTHOUGH IT'S BEEN FOREVER SINCE I WROTE THIS HUMBLE FANFIC, THANK YOU EVERYONE FOR DISCOVERING IT AND READING IT! LOVE ALL YOUR COMMENTS!*****

A prophecy will come to fulfillment. A cursed race of elves exists in the desolate places of middle earth. Loriel has always had an interest in Mirkwood. The cold king that lives in isolation there in particular. She has fought in the war of the ring. She now volleys for the alliances and acceptance of other races. When she is asked to visit Mirkwood and give the king time to decide if her race is worthy of allegiance. She shares a long history with the king of Mirkwood. Can Thranduil accept her cursed self? Can she learn to trust the man she has loved for so long?(M for later chapters and violence)