" where can i find a woman like that? " ✧༺ ༻∞ Juliette Jolie had everything she could wish for. A nice house, a popular inner circle, the perfect boyfriend, the best role in the Cheerios. Overall she had what everyone called "a perfect life". What nobody knew was that she was living in conflict: Juliette always lived in her mother's shadow, everybody from teachers to students expecting her to be her exact copy. But what will happen when she meets the man that'll turn her world upside down, making her realise she has to be her own perfect self? ✧༺ ༻∞ all credits go to Fox and Disney+ i only own my oc wandasdarkhold- ; 2026 #5 in glee (11/04/2026) #2 in jessestjames (11/04/2026) #3 in madisonbeer (12/04/2026) #5 in gleeclub (11/04/2026)

What if Elijah, Klaus, and Hayley comes back to life and finds out they are back because of elijah's daughter that he never knew existed

So apparently, the Shadow World has rules. That's cute. I'm Ayme Espinoza. Daughter of Poseidon. No angel blood. No heavenly permission slip. No interest in kneeling for a system that wasn't built for me in the first place. And yet their runes burn brighter on my skin than they do on theirs. Demons fall faster when I'm in the room. Magic shifts differently around me. Like it knows what I am. They don't like that. Selene's my cousin. She didn't grow up in the demigod world. She grew up somewhere else - in stone castles and whispered spells and a war most people pretend didn't happen. Now she stands in two worlds at once. The one of gods... and the one of wands. She doesn't have angel blood either. What runs through her veins is older than their angels. Older than their laws. Quiet. Cold. Powerful in a way that doesn't need to shout. She's still learning this world. I'm teaching her how to survive it. Then a hunt goes wrong. Something ancient surfaces - something that doesn't bow to runes or angelic hierarchy. And it doesn't react to them. It reacts to us. Now the watching has started. The measuring. The quiet attempts to decide what we're worth. Here's the thing. You can build walls. You can write laws. You can carve symbols into your skin and call it order. But the sea doesn't kneel. And neither do I. ⚠️ I do not claim ownership over any canon characters, settings, or source material referenced in this story. All rights belong to their respective creators. Ayme Espinoza, Selene Lestrange, and original storyline elements are my original creations. ⚠️

Harry Potter and Hermione Granger discover their true inheritances-ancient, powerful, and bound to the most formidable magical houses of history. With the weight of their family legacies pressing down, they are faced with a choice: uphold the path of light they've always known, or embrace the dark currents of their bloodlines. As their magic awakens and their destinies unfold, every decision could redefine who they are-and which side of history they will ultimately stand on.

Leroy Jethro Gibbs has always believed in second chances-except when it comes to himself. He lost Cassandra Red once, and now that fate has brought her back into his world, he doesn't intend to lose her again. But Cassandra isn't the same girl he used to know. She's cold, calculated, and keeps everyone at arm's length-especially him. As Cassandra integrates into the NCIS team, tensions run high. She's brilliant, with an unrivaled eye for detail, but she carries a sharp edge, a constant reminder of the anger she harbors for Gibbs. While she forms deep bonds with her new colleague she keeps Gibbs at a painful distance. But working alongside the team brings old emotions to the surface, and Gibbs finds himself torn between his paternal instincts and deeper feelings for the young woman he once saw as a daughter. As secrets from Cassandra's past emerge and a murder case reveals shocking truths about her mother, they're forced to confront the wounds of their shared history. Love, loyalty, and redemption take center stage in this slow-burn story of second chances and the bonds that never truly break. Gibbs x OC (Cassandra Red) fanfic

Lydia Ingalls never really minded the thought of death, she always imagined it to be peaceful. Lydia was never really happy in her life, she was used to people using and abusing her for their own personal purposes. Her family, her so called friends and her classmates always made sure she knew how much she was worth. Nothing. Lydia craved every bit of love she could get, so what happens when she suddenly wakes up in Beacon Hills as the strawberry redheaded character named Lydia Martin. Si-Lydia Martin(OC) x multi (poly)

Welcome. Please choose from the following: Felicia Hardy is: - a troublemaker woman - a cat burglar - the Devil in heels - a rule breaker and a wreaking-havoc lover - a broken girl - none of the above - all of the above ✓ - if any other, insert here: THE BLACK CAT James "Logan" Howlett is: - a mutant & member of the X-MEN - a teacher in Xavier's School for Gifted Youngsters - a lone wolf - a savage chaos maker - the best there is at what he does - none of the above - all of the above ✓ - if any other, insert here: YOU KNOW DAMN WELL WHO I AM "I see. So you think it's a good idea to put these two in the same story, I mean, room?" "I don't know. Let me click on 'Read' and find out." © imcountingstars10 | marvel marvel cinematic universe | x-men black cat x wolverine | book 1 of 1 completed | edited ( cover made by veingeances )

She died once protecting her brother and returned to a new life with all her memories, power, and cunning intact. Alicent of House Hightower is no ordinary child. With emerald eyes threaded in gold and golden auburn hair, she charms nobles, wins the love of the common folk, and bends loyalty to her will. By seven, she is already shaping Oldtown and teaching the world that kindness can be a weapon. Behind every smile, every innocent question, lies a mind that reads hearts and schemes with precision. As the Targaryens falter and the Dance of Dragons looms, Alicent's every move changes the course of Westeros. Queens rise, Kings fall, but one girl will ensure history bends to her design. viserys x fem!oc x ? hotd x hp

Anastasia Black has never belonged. The daughter of Sirius Black, she grew up under the shadow of his name, branded an outcast long before she ever set foot in Hogwarts. A Ravenclaw with a sharp mind and a streak of rebellion, she survived the war against Voldemort - but survival came at a cost. Her father, her godfather, the boy she loved... all gone. And in the silence that followed victory, she was left with nothing but grief and a dragon. When the skies tore open and a storm of magic hurled her into another world, Anastasia thought fate had finally broken her. Instead, she landed in a realm of kings and wolves, fire and iron. She arrived in time to save a man condemned to die - Lord Eddard Stark - and with him, the daughters he loved. Now Westeros whispers of the stranger with silver eyes and a dragon at her side. Some call her sorceress. Some call her savior. Others whisper a name she does not remember: Rhaenys Targaryen. But Anastasia knows only this - she is a Black no matter what, and this game of thrones will not break her.