Elle grew up believing that myths and magic were confined to the realm of make-believe, never suspecting she was part of a hidden world of wonder and danger. On the night of her twenty-first birthday, Elle's ordinary life shatters when she uncovers an ancient prophecy that entwines her fate with every fairy tale ever told-she must marry the malevolent god, Jack Frost. Suddenly thrust into a realm where immortal gods and monsters reign, Elle is forced to navigate a world she never knew existed. Reluctantly, she must ally with Jack, a man she is desperate to avoid. Neither of them is thrilled about the impending marriage, but as dark plots and secrets emerge, Elle and Jack find themselves drawn together by forces beyond their control. With threats mounting and fate closing in, Elle must confront her destiny, knowing that defying it could lead to her demise. As they stand united against a world of peril, Elle must find the courage to face a future that seems to offer only one grim outcome: death. __________________________ Cover by Aphrodite270 Highest rankings: #1 Adventure/#1 Fantasy

When Regina George's latest scheme to make her ex jealous backfires, she sets her sights on Northshore's resident bad boy, Rodrick Heffley. He's loud, messy, and everything Aaron Samuels isn't, making him the perfect rebound. But as Regina tries to turn him into her next accessory, she doesn't expect her own reputation to fall apart. Or to fall for the person Rodrick was all along.

"𝐘𝐨𝐮'𝐫𝐞 𝐥𝐢𝐤𝐞 𝐚 𝐝𝐫𝐮𝐠, 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐈'𝐦 𝐚𝐝𝐝𝐢𝐜𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐭𝐨 𝐢𝐭," Void whispered into my ear. "𝐈'𝐦 𝐚𝐝𝐝𝐢𝐜𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐭𝐨 𝐲𝐨𝐮, 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐈'𝐦 𝐢𝐧𝐬𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐚𝐛𝐥𝐞." *.·:·.☽✧✦✧☾.·:·.* When Y/n L/n moves back to Beacon Hills with her parents and reconnects with her old childhood friend Stiles Stilinski, she knows something is up. Her friends are keeping secrets, her parents are keeping secrets, and Y/n is determined to find out what they are, but what happens when a Nogistune is thrown in the mix? A Nogistune that's infatuated with her. Set in Season 3b Best Rankings: 1 in #fanfiction 1 in #fanfic 1 in #teenwolf 1 in #scottmccall 1 in #lydiamartin 1 in #derekhale 1 in #tw 1 in #allisonargent 1 in #stilinski 3 in #voidstiles 1 in #void

"I'm ready to give you that freedom. You and your father can leave." I froze. What? I looked at him, eyes wide with disbelief, searching for any sign he was lying. Any smirk, any cruel glint. But he was calm. Too calm. Then he spoke again-and his words struck like a bolt of lightning straight through me. "But for that..." he paused, his voice dipping to a deadly softness, "you have to be my breeder." She was the kind of girl whose world revolved around her cats and her jesus. Daughter of one of Ireland's most influential figures, she lived behind the guarded gates of power but felt like a stranger in her own home. With a stepmother who wore venom like perfume and a stepsister who never missed a chance to tear her down, Niamh learned to find solace in silence. She didn't mind the isolation-not really. But everything changed with a single glance. One dance of seduction. One moment of tamtation.That was all it took to unravel the threads of her carefully stitched life. She believed in fairytales. In is prince and kindness. In magic that heals. But instead, she found herself tangled in the dark salvation of a man who had no light left in him. The fairytale she longed for didn't come with a white horse. It came cloaked in blood, wrapped in chains, and whispered promises laced with pain. And the moment she stepped into his world, there was no going back. "He craves her purity just to stain it with his sins"

[Completed] Eleanor Blake was just an ordinary college student with an extraordinary obsession: dark romance novels, especially the twisted R18+ mafia tale Kingdom of Ash and Sin. But after a freak accident, she finds herself thrust into the blood-soaked pages of her favourite book, waking up not as a spectator... but as Elaine De Silva, the villainess doomed to die in 2 weeks! Armed with nothing but her fangirl knowledge and stubborn determination, Eleanor is set on one goal: survive. Rewrite the story. Live. Easy, right? Wrong. Because her new fiancé, the dangerously magnetic mafia don Luca Moretti, isn't playing by the book. He's darker, deadlier, and far more obsessed with her than the original plot ever hinted at. "Elaine, you're mine. I'll kill anyone who tries to take you from me." Wait... what? You were supposed to kill me, not fall in love! When did the story change? Now, caught in a world of betrayal, bullets, and brooding men in suits, Eleanor must outsmart the plot she thought she knew. Because if she wants to survive this story... She'll have to rewrite the ending herself. __________________________________ Book #1 of the I Became... Series. Can be read as a standalone. __________________________________ #1 in villainess (18/07/25) #1 in brokenengagement (20/07/25) #1 in reincarnation (21/07/25) #1 in transmigration (01/08/25) #4 in rebirth (28/07/25) #6 in humor (30/07/25) #1 in yandere (01/08/25) #1 in possessive (03/08/25) #1 in secondchance (02/08/25) #1 in strongfemalelead (02/08/25) #1 in obsession (07/08/25) #2 in mafia (08/08/25) #1 in aristocracy (17/08/25)

I promised to take care of him until he didn't need me anymore. I made a mistake. I was twenty-two. Just a broke artist with a pair of scissors and a flashlight, hired to be his nanny. I did my best. I built him a sky out of cardboard boxes. I held his hand when the thunder was too loud. I taught him that he didn't have to be alone in the dark. But children grow up. And Silas Vane grew up... different. As the years passed, I started noticing things I couldn't explain. My dates getting cancelled. My debts mysteriously paid off. The feeling of eyes watching me while I slept. I thought I was raising a lonely boy. I didn't realize I was becoming the center of a dangerous obsession. Now, he is a man. A genius who controls everything around him. And he has finally solved the only equation that matters: How to keep me forever.

*Dead by Daylight inspired Fanfic* ❗️Please read the warnings❗️ ✅️Completed Pairings: The Ghostface/Reader, Reader/Jake Park Warnings: 🔞🍋 Non-Con*/Explicit Language/Explicit Sexual Content/Typical Slasher Gore/Knifeplay/Bloodplay/Bloodlust 📌The Ghostface is his own warning 📌The Ghostface is a SoB 📌Unhappy Ending **** I try and keep chapters short, current word count: 40,000 __________________________________ Reader is a seasoned survivor and is in an extremely close relationship with Jake. The Ghostface becomes absolutely insane and possessive over you after you manage to piss him off.

"Shh..." He silenced her gently, bumping his forehead against hers and whispering softly, "This is not how you behave." Shishi didn't struggle; she needed his comfort. Sniffling, she complained, "You started it first." "That's not true, sweetheart." He chuckled, his deep voice resonating as he caressed her head and whispered sweet nothings in her ear. "Have I ever ignored you? You know I could never ignore you, even if I wanted to." As he spoke, he bowed his head and lightly bit her cheek. "It's always you, finding new ways to hurt me," -and then playing the victim, crying so heartbreakingly that it always softened his heart. ... "Your name is too weird, husband." "Name me anything you want, sweets." "Husband, I don't like the shirt you're wearing." "Should I take it off, darling?" "Husband, you're not treating me well." "Punish me however you want, my dear." ... Tₕₑ ₘₒᵣₑ ᵤₙdₑᵣᵣₐₜₑd ₜₕᵢₛ ₛₜₒᵣy ₜᵤᵣₙₛ ₒᵤₜ ₜₒ bₑ, ₜₕₑ bₑₜₜₑᵣ. Gₐₜₑₖₑₑₚₑᵣₛ ₐᵣₑ ₐₚₚᵣₑcᵢₐₜₑd.

Bob Reynolds x Reader (Thunderbolts* 2025) After being sent to their deaths in a vault-- Yelena Belova, (Y/n) (L/n), Taskmaster, Ghost, Alexei Shostakov, Bucky Barnes, and John Walker go after their boss, Valentina Allegra De Fontaine-- to stop a powerful force she created-- The Void. I DO NOT OWN THE PLOT OR ITS CHARACTERS. ALL RIGHTS GO TO DISNEY. NO TRANSLATIONS. ALL TRANSLATIONS WILL BE REMOVED.

#1 in Robots for 10/15 #1 in Monsters 09/21 #1 in Cyber 08/3 #1 in Cyberpunk 09/14 𝘈 𝘳𝘰𝘣𝘰𝘵'𝘴 𝘮𝘪𝘴𝘴𝘪𝘰𝘯 𝘵𝘰 𝘤𝘰𝘮𝘱𝘭𝘦𝘵𝘦 𝘢𝘯𝘯𝘪𝘩𝘪𝘭𝘢𝘵𝘪𝘰𝘯. ________________ "You are a virgin?" Genesis felt her eyes began to water, and she yanked down her skirt a little, "Maybe. Is that a bad thing?" "Of course not," he responded quickly, trailing back into the room where he lay on the silk bed. It seemed so inviting and delicate- the way the fabric slid against his metallic body. Genesis walked further inside as well, hearing the door slide shut behind her. She examined him with temptation, laid out before her with his back against the headboard. His legs slowly spread open, inviting her to dive into them. "I will be gentle. I promise."