Copyrighted 2017 *Completed* Highest rankings: #6 in Werewolf #1 in Wolves #3 in Featured He was said to be powerful, the most powerful of them all. A king of kings- a dark king. Complete control. He needed it- thrived on it. He was power, he was dark, and he was beautiful. They say he was a descendant of the first wolves- of shapeshifters so fierce they could kill with barely a glance. He was respected, revered. Feared. The King of the North. And we were the idiots sneaking into his territory. *Not your typical werewolf book* --please reframe from hateful comments directed at me or other readers who enjoy the story. *This book has no sexually mature scenes and is PG-13* *This book has nothing to do with The Game of Thrones, and is not a fanfic of any kind*

Melody Grant never thought her life would take the turn it did. After the death of her father, Melody moves cross country with her dog, Coal to get away from all the memories and an ex-fiancé. Melody had no idea that life would continue to throw curveballs her way in the form of some friendly, neighborhood bikers.

Assassin's Creed 3 FanFiction. ***NOT A 'X READER'*** "Victoria, this is dangerous. Are you sure we can do this?" "Connor, just stay behind me. We'll be fine." ---- I thought I was safe from the Templars. I was small and flexible, while they were old and slow. It was ideal. They might've had more experience than us, but that wasn't nearly enough for our speed and agility. I was wrong. They really did put up a fight, but none of them were as frightful as their leader - Haytham Kenway. He found me, and forced me to go to limits I never even thought I had. Limits you can only find though... certain means. Death, fighting... The problem is.... I don't know how far I'll go. **** Just beginning to reboot! All reboot chapters will be labeled as 'new.' [I do not own the Assassin's Creed universe. The only character I own is Cha'Kwania/Victoria.] [I do not own the current cover art. I am planning to create my own cover art since I do not know who the artist is.]

Months have passed since Thor and the Asgardians settled in New York. Loki's involvement with the invasion remains concealed from the public and from Cerys, Pepper Pott's best friend. Cerys is one of many in the bustling city of New York who's fascinated by the Asgardians-with no understanding of Loki's rat-bastard rudeness. The myths are true: gods aren't civil. Slow-burn Loki/OC

A slave has never served a member of the royal family. That's what the higher-ranking servants are for--so when a particularly foolish young woman spills food onto the lesser prince, at the grandest feast of Asgard, the palace is struck dumb by his subsequent request to employ her. Gods help that poor fool.

Deadly assassins Allegra and Ace have been trying in vain to kill each other for years. With a mutual enemy threatening their mafias, they find themselves in an unexpected alliance, and soon discover killing each other isn't the only temptation they need to resist... ****** Allegra Grey is poised to be the next great American mafia leader, and she's more than living up to the name. A skilled assassin, there's only one target who's ever gotten away from her-suave, sinfully handsome Ace De Luca, heir to the Italian mafia and the Greys' biggest rival. When both mafias are faced with a dangerous threat, they're forced to work together to protect their families, and unexpected sparks fly. Allegra definitely isn't one to sleep with the enemy, especially an arrogant womanizer like Ace. But there's an undeniable electricity between them and Allegra's not sure it's all hatred. Ace may be bad news, but Allegra's never been afraid of a little danger. As the fire they're playing with grows to a scorching blaze, one thing is clear: trying to kill each other may have been difficult, but resisting this intense chemistry will be impossible. [[Word count: 100,000 - 150,000]] Cover designed by Regina Dionela Content/trigger warning: Contains mature themes, violence and gore

In the half-breed Atlantean, the ferocious, last living siren seems to have finally met her match. But here's the haunting problem: only one of them wants to kill Orm. #1 in AQUAMAN, ARTHUR CURRY and DC COMICS

Vader. It was a symbol, a warning, a name, a monster... What happens when an innocent slave girl crosses his path? Read 'Possessive Beast' to find out! (Cover Art by Me, @MrsSenatorSkywalker)

Thranduil, the stern and stoic Elven King hasn't opened his heart since the death of his wife. But the arrival of an Elven Princess let love come flooding back into his life with the ferocity of a tidal wave. Ahnvae has the body of a goddess and the voice of an enchantress. She lit his heart aflame and healed it all at the same time. (I do not own Thranduil or 'The Hobbit' trilogy. I only own the original character and the storyline of this fic) (Smut. Many Smut)

Being a king is hard. Raising a son is hard. Living with eternal grief is hard. King Thranduil is just trying to keep his kingdom running and his son safe when an elf is found with orcs at the border of Greenwood. Who could this mysterious elf truly be? But then the elf he rescued in the forest grows closer to Legolas, and Thranduil can not help but enjoy her company as well. Darkness descends over the forest, all because of this one elf. When lives are threatened, Thranduil must make a choice: his kingdom or his heart. 12/14/21- y'all I wrote this in high school and I kinda want to go through it again and do a bunch of editing. Some of my writing makes me cringe and what are we here for if not improvement. That being said, this story will change starting today probably and if you're in the middle of it, hopefully I don't confuse details or timelines for you. If you've already read it once and just felt like you had to read it again, maybe it will provide some new enjoyment. Who knows? Maybe I'll actually finish some other stuff I have on here.