On the twelfth hour of October 1st, 1989, 43 women gave birth. It was unusual as none of them had been pregnant since the first day they started. Sir Reginald Hargreeves adopted 7 of them. Until he found another one later on... 📢 REMINDERS📢 ☞ All of these characters and the show itself belong to the creators of the series excluding you and yourself (Y/N). ☞ The Y/N in this fanfic will be using she/her pronouns as this is an x-fem!reader. But everyone is welcome to read it! ☞ English is not my native language so I apologize in advance if some sentences are grammatically incorrect. ☞ I don't proofread thoroughly sometimes so I apologize when you encounter typos. Season 1 - ✅ Season 2 - ✅ Season 3 - ✅ Season 4 - ✅ Enjoy reading!

TL;DR- Rain falls head over heels for you. Long slow burn, fluff, and incredible angst ensues. Eventual happy ending included. Love was not something you or Rain ever understood, whether it be between mother and father, between friends and peers, or between you and the universe. After being shunned by your church for reasons you were not the blame for, a church of the antichrist extended their kindness to help a lost soul. Rain was in the same bin as you, and having to heal from the trauma and abuse you had both suffered in your lives was not a one-day process. But with your new found friends, Papa Emeritus III as your best friend and mentor, the ghouls accepting you in their lives, your new job in the clergy, and a quickly developing romantic relationship with the shy bassist, your lives become a lot more happy than they ever were before.

[As of right now, this story ranks #1 in #imagine, #moonkight, #marcspector, #stevengrant, and #oscarisaac!] 🖤 There are legends, myths, and stories about the seemingly star-crossed love between the sun and the moon. Forever cursed to love, but never destined to be. Steven Grant was on the brink of leaving the possibility of love in the past, until his past unexpectedly returned to him. Or was it from Marc's past? Will their love be strong enough to withstand the power of gods and even time itself? [This is ONE story, not standalone parts.] *** Hey, everyone! This is my first story on here, so I'm not exactly sure how this will go. I have high hopes for it! This will be a story inspired/based on the Marvel character, MoonKnight (Steven Grant/Marc Spector). The plot, although somewhat follows the series, is more of my own original storyline. I will hopefully update as often as I can, especially when the episodes air, because I'd like prefer this storyline to loosely follow the plot of the show. I will also be adding content related to my plot that is not included in the show. I do not own this character, nor anything affiliated with Marvel. Please leave comments of what I can do to improve! Enjoy! :) 🖤

"You're atheist," I remind him. "You don't believe in god." "I believe in you," He murmurs, letting the cigarette hang from his lips. "I believe in whatever you believe." He says, letting the confession roll off his tongue as if it were that simple. As if god, the devil, heaven, hell-as if none of it really had meaning to him. "That's not how it works," I mutter as we walk down a few more alleyways-the city of Manhattan coated in a light blanket of snow. Henry Vitiello had never had anything to pray for, that is, until he met me-the only thing that had ever opened his mind up to the possibility of religion "Isn't it?" He argues, taking the cigarette by his middle and pointer finger before blowing the smoke out. "I'II dip my hands in holy water if it means I could touch you." "You'd probably burn." 𓆩♡𓆪 𝐇𝐄𝐍𝐑𝐘 𝐕𝐈𝐓𝐈𝐄𝐋𝐋𝐎, the reaper. He's a prick. An asshole. A pretentious son of a bitch. He's not perfect. He's not even decent. But he's hers. She could be a bottle labeled poison but he was an alcoholic, and he had drunk her empty. Now he was hungover. 𝐉𝐀𝐍𝐄 𝐈𝐕𝐄𝐑𝐒, the healer. She's known to be the perfect good girl, with perfect grades and a perfect life with a perfect family. They didn't know that behind the gated doors of their billion dollar estate, she was strapped down to a chair every night and picked apart just to be put back together in time for supper. 𓆩♡𓆪 star-crossed; adjective (of a person or a plan) thwarted by bad luck. 'star-crossed lovers' and that, they were. So they fucked under those very stars that tried so desperately to break them apart. 𓆩♡𓆪 ‼️DISCLAIMER ‼️ BOOK REFERENCES TO MARA DYER, SHATTER ME, MIND FUCK, ETC ARE ALL INTENTIONAL SO DONT BE RUDE. AS FOR TRIGGER WARN

"My dad sold me to a pack of werewolves to settle his gambling debt." ❀ "I'm going to count to three," Logan growls. He doesn't have to say the rest. If I haven't come to him by then, he'll come to me... and I'll regret it. I know this game, and I know there is only one way it can end: with broken bones. If I don't come to him, his wolf will take over and he'll make me pay. If I obey, his wolf will still take over, and I'll still be the one suffering the consequences. "One," Logan snaps. A tear slowly rolls down my cheek and I dig my nails into my palm until they draw blood. More tears join the first and my lower lip trembles. I want Logan to see how much he's hurting me. "Two," Logan counts, gesturing for me to come to him. I know that he's filled with anticipation. He's hoping for 'three,' craving it. ❀ Three Books in One: Sold to a Wolf Pack | ✔ Saved by a Wolf Pack | ✔ Loved by a Wolf Pack | Ongoing ❀ A fake Omega: Saffron is a rogue, but when her dad sells her to a pack of werewolves, she also has to pretend to be an Omega. Good thing she has a plan: to escape the first chance she gets. A not so mean Alpha: Logan just wants to find his mate and his happily ever after, but instead of the perfect Luna, he gets a weak, frightened Omega. Good thing his dad has a plan: make everyone in the pack mistreat Saffron so she'll finally stand up for herself. An epic romance: Saffron and Logan are meant to be, but will they realize it before it's too late? Not everything is as it seems, and with an enemy threatening to destroy the pack, time is running out. ❀ 167,102 words ❀ Has been ranked #1 in: Werewolf, Paranormal, Romance, Teen Fiction, Humor, Fantasy, General Fiction, Action and even Vampire!

" I have to leave, I know I am your mate, but I have to go towards the land of the humans. So everyone can be safe" I say softly touching Xavier's face. He growled loudly, pushing me really hard against the wall, his hips keeping me captive. His eyes were no longer that beautiful shade of green but instead looking at me where this furious black eyes, I could almost see my reflection in them. It honestly frighten me to no end. "My beautiful Emma, you are not leaving me, not now, not today, not tomorrow, not EVER" He said the last part with such force that I swear the house shook. Those were my last thoughts as I felt his canines sink into my neck. Marking me. °.°.°.° Meet Emma Thompson; daughter of two normal pack members of the full moon pack, she's beautiful, smart, brave and most importantly a rogue. Now meet Xavier Anderson; son of Harry and Amelia Anderson, Alpha and Luna of the Nightmoon pack. He's possesive, ruthless, intelligent and hot. What happens when this two collide? Wars, arguments, death, friendship and of course love. [Editing]

Rewriting. Julia Greene has always been bitter - always hated the damsels in distress, always wanted the upperhand, and never wanted to be close to a man. Dramatic, she knows but it wouldn't be perceived as so if everyone knew that her parents died together for the sake of their love for each other without ever thinking of the daughter they left behind. Truly, she hated the feeling of love. Or not.

Highest Rank: #1 in Action Cover by: @victori- ========================================================================== "You're quite expensive for a thief." He whispered back. "That's cause I'm the best." I looped my fingers through his belt, pulling him flush against me. "Are you?" "At everything I do." I whispered huskily glancing at his lips with a smile as I brought up my hand up to his view. His leather wallet sat in between my fingers. ========================================================================= "Hey there munchkin, how's the kids?" I asked loudly, propping my chin on my hand with a large smile. He scowled at me which only made my grin widen. "Oh, and don't bother pulling that gun out, basically everyone is watching the big bad wolf, and their phones are on speed dial, just waiting for you to huff and puff." His scowl deepened as he looked around, noticing for the first time everyone watching him. He slowly pulled his hand out of his pocket. "So what can I do for you, Johnny?" I said imitating a gangster boss and leaning back on the chair, resting my hands on my belly. He sighed and rubbed the bridge of his nose. ========================================================================= Avaline Jones is the best thief in the business. There's nothing she can't steal. According to the FBI, she doesn't exist. She's the best at what she does and nothing can stop her, not even the most intricate security in the world. Hayden Knight is the leader of the SilverKnives. Tall and brooding, intense but has the libido of a teenage boy. As sexy as he is ambitious, his current goal is to break into the most secured museum in the world. When these two come across each other, what will they find out?

Rebel Simmons was just a girl who was dealt a shitty hand in the game of life. Despite her harsh and abusive upbringing, she worked hard, and studied harder. With an IQ of 252. she's a certified genius and is working towards her Masters Degree in Computer Engineering and Computer Science at Stanford University. When tough times hit and she's desperate for money, she steals $5 Million from an offshore bank account. Little did she know she was stealing from the most ruthless Mafia Boss in the world: Dante Vino. • MATURE THEMES 18+ • Cover designed by Holly Thurston