Some gifts skip generations. Hers arrived fifteen years too early. Margaret Shanning has been seeing things since she was five years old. Visions. Dreams. A glowing sunflower in a field that watches her back. A silhouette getting closer every year. Her family calls it a gift. Maggie calls it a curse. Then at six, she starts dreaming about a boy. Green eyes. Brown hair. Freckles. Fifteen dreams before she turns seven. At eight, he moves in next door. Shane Calloway has no idea he has been living in Maggie's dreams for two years. He only knows that the girl next door feels like home in a way nothing else does. That he would grow herbs in his garden for her. Walk seven minutes out of his way for her. Wait eleven years for her, without entirely knowing he was waiting. But something ancient runs in Maggie's bloodline. Something that is waking up. The visions are changing - darker, rawer, more dangerous than anything Jane ever trained her for. The threshold is coming. And Maggie Shanning, the girl who was never supposed to be this powerful this soon, is running out of time to be ready. *First love. Ancient blood. And a gift that has never once shown her anything that wasn't true.*

Brielle and Josh have both honed their college love into a lovely marriage, a kind that so many peers of theirs hope for. What happens when a tragic incident threatens to tear them apart. He might not even be aware, neither does she tell him and much rather prefers to keep it to herself, Her husband had become too busy for her Each both showing love silently, differently. Josh is perplexed at his wife growing distance and coldness. And Brie, Brie is constantly breaking her own heart as she realizes that her heart once full of love for Josh is being poisoned by resentment. They realize that their love that once burned red hot is now hanging on a thread. Whether or not they survive this storm isn't certain. It's okay to hope however that they could rekindle their love or find someone better . Find out if their last option to rekindle their love joins them together or breaks them further apart. Can love win over resentment, or has resentment rooted hate?

To live and love or to love and die isn't such any easy question for Helena. After being made a minor goddess she agreed to take Aphrodite's spot being married to the least desirable god after only a year of her lover dying in a battle with mutants. Will she fall in love with Hephaestus or stay in the past?

when gojo meets a somewhat yandere y/n It's basically an oneshot

"Finally, you are awake, Miss Franklin. I have been waiting for hours," the stranger said as he entered the hall. He looked pale and young. So young, no wrinkles, no gray hair. He approached her slowly, and she froze. "The name is Vladimir Zorskof. I am at your service," he continued. "Good sir, what have you done to me?" she gasps out, covering her mouth with her hand. "I have saved you from the terrible fate that awaits you. Well, I have another duty to attend to. Don't get into trouble. But we shall meet again, Lady Franklin." ‧˚꒰🍷꒱༘‧- Alondra Amethysts. Sigehbart. Nickolas. Margie Savitri. The Vampire Council of Four. Names that once controlled Clara's life... until everything she knew shattered in a single night. She has no clue what she has started by poking the lion's den. Nothing will be the same anymore.... Or will it? 𝐑𝐞𝐚𝐝 𝐍𝐨𝐰 📚!

"I'll be taking her now, Giovanni." Who is this man? And where is he taking me? I kick and scream till my lungs give out. "It's no use Lisa. I suggest you behave now." Right like his suggestions are any less than god himself. --- She was born a Castellano. But she refuses to die one. Lisa Castellano is done being a pawn in her family's twisted Mafia game. She's ready to run, to disappear, to finally breathe on her own terms. But freedom has a price. And his name is Lorenzo Romano-cold, calculating, and lethal enough to offer her a deal she can't refuse: his protection, in exchange for something far more dangerous than loyalty. Her heart. He never meant to fall. She never meant to be caught. But in a world of blood debts and broken vows, love might be the most dangerous game of all. --- A Mafia Romance

"Wait... is that Mr Sexy texting you? Can I see?" She tries to grab my phone while I held it away, higher and higher until clicks of a heel come near us. Lucy Hawthorne. Pain in my literal ass. "Who texted you?" She asks me, fake concern. "No one. Unless.... You wanna know?" I say, even as Maisie and I are in an awkward position of tangled limbs. ---- ˚.🎀༘⋆ 𝐖𝐡𝐞𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐇𝐨𝐜𝐤𝐞𝐲 𝐏𝐥𝐚𝐲𝐞𝐫 𝐦𝐞𝐞𝐭𝐬 𝐚 𝐜𝐨𝐥𝐝 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐫𝐮𝐭𝐡𝐥𝐞𝐬𝐬 𝐏𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐜𝐞𝐬𝐬 𝐨𝐟 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐮𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐫𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐥𝐝. --- Ever since that day, her dreams and waking hour had been filled with one name-Quincy Appleton. Although she's 19 now and still trying to track down Quincy, from three years ago, she's had no luck until her friend drags her to one of his games at another college campus. But when she finds out her fave hockey player is being sponsored and gonna live with her, she decides to play the hard way to get him. Her father, seeing all this is plotting behind the scenes. A mafia princess must never fall for someone so... ordinary. What will happen when two words collide?

- Slow Chapter Updates - His grip tightened-a little purple bruise beginning to form, my arms starting numb up. I wince and yet he doesn't let go. "You should wear what I choose...." He adds before letting my arm go. Finally. I wince again, staring at him. ---- Found. Arranged. Now she must navigate her old life with her newly found mafia brothers and her new husband, whom she got a silent treatment after their marriage. Will he finally melt? Or will his heart stay frozen? When her brothers finally found her, they were overjoyed to shower her with love and protection... but not for long. Luciano De Franco, the powerful crime boss wants her. She is no normal girl. She's a Moretti. Eliza Moretti is just as ruthless as her father. But can she prove it?

"Kiss my neck, honey?" I ask him, eyes locked onto my sister's. Same face. Different approaches. That all changes today. She screams again and smashes something close by-throwing it at us. I'm gonna need to examine his back later. He takes the pain like a champ and does what I ask making me gasp, grasping at his back. My lips curl in a seductive manner. I groaned, softly. --- After trapping Luciana in a murder she didn't do and locking her in jail, Viviana has gained everything using the sympathy card. It takes two years and several court battles just to get her free. Whoever did that is a mystery. But Diego Rosas, a Mexican Cartel leader, who is respected only by a few people, are now on her side. Diego has a past too. Maybe even a little similar to Luciana's. ---- "𝐒𝐡𝐞 𝐥𝐨𝐬𝐭 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐜𝐫𝐨𝐰𝐧, 𝐡𝐞 𝐥𝐨𝐬𝐭 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐧𝐚𝐦𝐞-𝐧𝐨𝐰 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐲'𝐥𝐥 𝐭𝐚𝐤𝐞 𝐛𝐚𝐜𝐤 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐢𝐫 𝐞𝐦𝐩𝐢𝐫𝐞𝐬, 𝐨𝐫 𝐝𝐢𝐞 𝐭𝐫𝐲𝐢𝐧𝐠."