Who was I? Where did I belong? Those questions haunted me since birth. I was different in every possible way: a broken body, a missing hand, skin carrying many shades of the world, snow-white albino hair, freckles, green eyes with an Asian curve, a heart-shaped mouth-and wounds far deeper than what the eye could see. Trauma, illness, rejection. I carried it all. I grew up on the streets with nothing but torn clothes and bare feet, abandoned by my own parents, surviving hatred, hunger, and cold. I despised myself, convinced I was unlovable, nothing more than a burden. Then one day, despair cracked. A woman reached out her hand, and later, a poster stopped me in my tracks: seven young men smiling, carrying something I had never known-hope. Their voices spoke of rebirth, love, and light. Among them, one felt strangely familiar, like the boy from my dreams. They ignited something long extinguished inside me. Who were they? Why did they save me without knowing me? Could I finally exist without being judged, loved without being stared at, heard despite my scars? I dared to hope. I dared to dream. Because I was Moon.

"Revenge sounds so mean, that's why I prefer to call it 'returning the favor'." "I'll make every day of your life a living hell, that's not a threat, it's a promise" "The one I loved the most is the one whom I hate the most." A boy and a girl. Their past draining them from inside. Their happiness is taken away from them. Both of them forget their present, just caught up with their revenge. Then one day their paths collide with each other. Without even realizing it, they eventually become the cause of each other's comfort. Each other's Euphoria. They get out of the dilemma of their past when they are together. They start imagining their future together. But their lives take a turn and the biggest soulmates are now standing against each other as the biggest enemies. What does their destiny hold for them?? Read it and find out.

Death. It was common to see as a detective. Cheong Myeong knew it better than anyone else. Sacrifice. Cheong Myeong had seen it to many times in his life. Guilt. Something that tore Cheong Myeong apart daily. Revenge. Something that drove Cheong Myeong everyday. Family. Something that drove Cheong Myeong to live for. Love...? Something that Cheong Myeong never knew in his life, besides his love for his "family". However, a certain assassin comes swinging into his life unexpectedly... Instead of killing each other, they decide to join hands to take down the evil suppressing the innocent. In the process, they unveil a mountain of hidden secrets which causes turmoil throughout many of the departments. Though in the process they develop slight feelings for each other... However the two will go through many hardships together trying to save the people they are close to. Can they do it? Or will fate end up catching up to them, taking their lives in the process and everyone around them?

In the year 1980's; On the occasion of Seo-Ni's friends' reunion strange events started to occur. She find her friends murdered, one by one in cold blood. The gloom overshadowed their happiness and most importantly spirits that haven't find their peace. Amidst all the bloody murders she is frightened by a strange realisation that something beyond human might be haunting them. She believed the house was haunted. There might be a chance the murder is hiding among them or more terror will strike them. To save themselves there is only one option: haunt or get haunted. But what she overlooked was the real horror. Humans. These deaths wasn't something coincidentall. It was someone or something taking revenge. R-RATED Gore/violence/blood/mental and sexual abuse/hardcor smut/death Rewritten : Sep 27 2024

The world had gone to hell long ago, taken over by the vampire race. In order to keep some sort of peace in our land, the Vampire Lords made a consecutive agreement. The rich and powerful humans could survive just as they had been, untouched by the vampires save for the occasional blood collections, or so they thought In reality, we were all under their control. Castles spread out throughout our land, one landing in each city. Each castle varied in the number of vampires residing there, but all of them carried a Lord. The Lords were the ones in charge in every city, whether we liked it or not. The vampires often roam through the city, making sure that everyone was in order and no one stepped out of line. If you stepped out of line, you died, end of story. Even if the rich were still under their control, their lives were still better than the poor. The poorest lives held a much worse fate. The men were to be put to work as slaves, whether that meant serving a specific vampire, or just building their castles, they were slaves. The women were to be pets. Pets were the lowest rank you could have. They were forced into cages that were too small to stand in with collars around their necks. They spent their lives in pet shops, just waiting for the dreadful day that they'll be bought. They were treated like animals, trained into what their master wanted, and punished if they misbehaved. Those who were lucky enough to live through that, we're to be slaughtered for their blood at age twenty-five in an act to make sure that our population would stay steady. I was born into this world. Born into this world full of blood-sucking monsters. Except, I was one of the lucky ones. Was. It all ended for me when I was 12, when I was taken away from the last bit of hope and family that I had left. Ever since then, I've lived in a cage, just rotting away, waiting, dreading for the day that some monster would make me his. This is my life. I am a pet. ~~~ Cover by: @mshacake

ᴛʜᴇ ʙʟᴀᴄᴋs ᴡᴇʀᴇ ᴀ ᴘʟᴀʏ. ɪɴ ғʀᴏɴᴛ ᴏғ ᴛʜᴇ ᴀᴜᴅɪᴇɴᴄᴇ ᴇᴠᴇʀʏ ᴍᴏᴠᴇ ᴀɴᴅ ᴅɪᴀʟᴏɢᴜᴇ ᴘᴇʀғᴇᴄᴛʟʏ sᴄʀɪᴘᴛᴇᴅ ᴀɴᴅ ᴄᴀʀʀɪᴇᴅ ᴏᴜᴛ, ʙᴜᴛ ᴡʜᴀᴛ ʟɪᴇᴅ ʙᴇʜɪɴᴅ ᴛʜᴇ ᴄᴜʀᴛᴀɪɴ ᴀɴᴅ ᴛʜᴇ ᴍᴀsᴋs ᴛʜᴇʏ ᴡᴏʀᴇ ᴡᴀs ᴀ ᴍʏsᴛᴇʀʏ ᴛᴏ ᴀʟʟ. sɪʀɪᴜs ᴏʀɪᴏɴ ʙʟᴀᴄᴋ ʜᴀᴛᴇᴅ ʜɪs ғᴀᴍɪʟʏ, ʜᴇ ʜᴀᴛᴇᴅ ᴀʟʟ ᴛʜᴇ ʟɪᴇs, ᴛʜᴇ ᴍᴀɴɪᴘᴜʟᴀᴛɪᴏɴ ᴀɴᴅ ᴛʜᴇ ᴅᴀʀᴋɴᴇss ᴛʜᴀᴛ ᴄᴀᴍᴇ ᴡɪᴛʜ ᴛʜᴇ ʙʟᴀᴄᴋ ɴᴀᴍᴇ. ʜᴇ ʟᴏɴɢᴇᴅ ᴛᴏ ᴇsᴄᴀᴘᴇ ᴛʜᴇ ᴘʀɪsᴏɴ ᴛʜᴀᴛ ɪs ɴᴜᴍʙᴇʀ 𝟷𝟸 ɢʀɪᴍᴍᴀᴜʟᴅ ᴘʟᴀᴄᴇ ᴀɴᴅ ᴡʜᴇɴ ʜᴇ ɢᴏᴛ ᴛʜᴇ ᴄʜᴀɴᴄᴇ ʜᴇ ʟᴇғᴛ ᴀɴᴅ ɴᴇᴠᴇʀ ʟᴏᴏᴋᴇᴅ ʙᴀᴄᴋ, ᴀɴᴅ ᴍᴀʏʙᴇ ɪғ ʜᴇ ᴅɪᴅ ʜᴇ ᴡᴏᴜʟᴅ ʜᴀᴠᴇ sᴇᴇɴ ᴛʜᴇ sᴄᴀʀᴇᴅ ʟɪᴛᴛʟᴇ ʙᴏʏ ʜᴇ ʟᴇғᴛ ʙᴇʜɪɴᴅ ᴛᴏ ғᴇɴᴅ ғᴏʀ ʜɪᴍsᴇʟғ. ʀᴇɢᴜʟᴜs ᴀʀᴄᴛᴜʀᴜs ʙʟᴀᴄᴋ ɪɪ ғɪɴᴀʟʟʏ ɢᴏᴛ ᴛʜᴇ ғʀᴇᴇᴅᴏᴍ ʜᴇ ʟᴏɴɢᴇᴅ ғᴏʀ ᴡʜᴇɴ ʜᴇ ᴅʀᴏᴡɴᴇᴅ ᴀᴛ ᴛʜᴇ ʏᴏᴜɴɢ ᴀɢᴇ ᴏғ 𝟷𝟾. ᴀʟʟ ʜɪs ʟɪғᴇ ᴛʜʀᴏᴜɢʜ ʜᴇ ʜᴀᴅ ʟɪᴠᴇᴅ ʙᴇʜɪɴᴅ ᴀ ᴄᴀʀᴇғᴜʟʟʏ ᴄʀᴀғᴛᴇᴅ ғᴀᴄᴀᴅᴇ, ʜᴇ ʜᴀᴅ ʙᴜɪʟᴛ ʜɪs ᴡᴀʟʟs ʜɪɢʜ, ɴᴇᴠᴇʀ ʟᴇᴛᴛɪɴɢ ᴀɴʏ ᴇᴍᴏᴛɪᴏɴ ᴛʜʀᴏᴜɢʜ. ʏᴇᴛ ᴛʜᴇʀᴇ ᴡᴇʀᴇ ᴄʟɪɴᴋs ɪɴ ʜɪs ᴀʀᴍᴏʀ, ʙᴇᴄᴀᴜsᴇ ɪɴ ʀᴇᴀʟɪᴛʏ ʀᴇɢᴜʟᴜs ʙʟᴀᴄᴋ ᴡᴀs ᴊᴜsᴛ ᴀ ᴠᴜʟɴᴇʀᴀʙʟᴇ ʟɪᴛᴛʟᴇ ʙᴏʏ ᴡʜᴏ ʜᴀᴛᴇᴅ ᴛʜᴇ ᴅᴀʀᴋ ᴀɴᴅ ᴅɪᴇᴅ

❝We have each other. That's all we need for now.❞ Ophelia Potter and Regulus Black have been best friends ever since they made a pact to stick together at age ten. They bond over magic, family, and friends. They've stuck together through thick and thin, but will they be able to stay just friends - or friends at all - throughout their time at Hogwarts? Top Ratings #1 - regulus #1 - ophelia #1 - barty #1 - marauders #1 - maraudersfanfiction #1 - bartycrouchjr #1 - james #1 - pandoralovegood #2 - fanfiction (!!!) #2 - sirius #3 - regulusblack #3 - marauders #3 - friendstolovers #3 - frenemies #7 - angst #9 - siriusblack Disclaimer: I do not own any of the characters in this story other than Ophelia Potter; All other characters are part of the Harry Potter series. The plot is my original plot, but is based on stories and characters from the Harry Potter series.

𝐎𝐫𝐩𝐡𝐢𝐜: 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒂𝒍𝒂𝒓𝒎𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒃𝒆𝒚𝒐𝒏𝒅 𝒐𝒓𝒅𝒊𝒏𝒂𝒓𝒚 𝒃𝒆𝒂𝒖𝒕𝒚 Regulus Black had his future set long before he was born, but a certain arranged marriage with a unique girl turns his world upside down. They both would rather die than accept this arrangement, but when the most powerful wizard sets his mind to it, they shall obey. ⋆⁺₊★ ⋆⁺₊⋆⋆₊⋆ ☾ ⋆⁺₊⋆ ☁︎⋆⁺₊𖦹⁺₊⋆ "And here I thought I wasn't the center of your attention; you really love to prove me wrong, don't you?" Came Regulus' taunting voice. "Awe, couldn't handle a single day without me?" Mocked Carmen. "I would rather handle an eternity without you." ⋆⁺₊★ ⋆⁺₊⋆⋆₊⋆ ☾ ⋆⁺₊⋆ ☁︎⋆⁺₊𖦹⁺₊⋆ Written by: Elizabeth Murray -aka me- 1# in Love-Hate Relationship 7/2023 1# in Regulus Black 22/2/2024 (This is a slow burn, enemies to lovers kind of story!) Constantly switching between first pov and narrator's pov. ALSO STOP ADDING THIS TO YOUR LIBRARY AND READ IT, RN ((UNDER EDITING))

Marauders Era, Enemies to lovers, LONG and painful. "Is there another life? Shall I awake and find all this a dream? There must be, we cannot be created for this sort of suffering" "Maybe in the next life we will have more time?" She frowned she wasn't patient enough to wait for the next life. She wanted him in this life. (short chapters) Highest rank: #2 marauders #1 Regulus Black

1889. Cléophée, vingt-cinq ans, est la sculptrice la plus en vogue de France. Chaperonnée par son frère, le mariage est un mot bien loin d'elle. Pourtant, c'est en visitant Londres pour une exposition, qu'elle va attirer l'attention d'un jeune et riche aristocrate anglais. Mais ce dernier sera t'il prêt à la laisser lui échapper?