You grew up with V, running the streets, getting into trouble, watching out for each other. It wasn't too often you found someone you could trust, that would have your backs like each other - but when V introduces you to Viktor Vektor, a boxer turned Ripperdoc, you start to question everything. It's been you and V for so long, the two of you against the world, would you even want that to change? *** Alternate, custom ending. Street kid V. Will have some spoilers for the game but the ending will be somewhat (drastically?) different. Female reader insert. ***

Original reads: 50K This book will contain nothing but one-shots. They are for 18+ only! DO NOT READ if you are easily offended, or if you dislike SMUT! These stories contain violence, BDSM, drug use, cursing, etc. I do not own The Walking Dead or any of its characters, just my original ideas. This is complete until I get the inspiration to write Merle again.

This tough man deserves love. I refuse to believe otherwise. Don't believe me? Read and see why Alastor Moody is secretly one sexy man.

A collection of one-shots I wrote about my favourite underrated characters from the Witcher series. This book is completely dedicated to (only) smutty one-shots including The Witcher characters and you, dear reader! DISCLAIMER: You must be 18 or up to be allowed to read this book. It contains graphic sexual content, language, erotica. Vote goal : 1500 votes

• innocence is beautiful to see, won't you box it up for me • A series of x reader oneshots pairing you with the problematic fella that is Rorschach. [MOVIEVERSE]

"But he who dares not grasp the thorn Should never crave the rose." ― Anne Brontë All men must die. All roses must wilt. There is a streak of wildness behind steel eyes. Two distinctly Stark features, yet they belong to Anya Whent. A Southern lady born in the shadow of Harrenhal with the blood of the North running through her veins. Behind a fair face are a kind heart, a gentle soul, and a beast. A beast that takes a Hound to tame it. A bat disguised as a wolf. A man disguised as a Hound. ♞completed: January 2020♞ ♞editing: June 2022♞ Now an official Wattpad fanfic and featured in @WattpadGoT's "New Houses, New Names, New Story" reading list. [Highest Rankings] #1 in Sandor Clegane #1 in The Hound #1 in Game of Thrones #1 in A Song of Ice and Fire #1 in ASOIAF

"Everyone else I've met here is dull as a table lamp. Not that I blame them, of course. It's in their nature. They're just too... Human." "What am I then?" He inquired, his eyes searching hers intently. She smiled. "You're a riddle. I like riddles." The daughter of the infamous trickster God, Hel Lokidottir, spent her entire existence feeling like an outsider. Upon reaching maturity, she was appointed queen of Helheim. A strict, yet diplomatic ruler, she reigned over the underworld of the Nine Realms for centuries. Until one fateful day, when her whole life was turned upside down. On the grounds of disobedience, King Odin sentenced her to exile. Transported to Midgard by the Bifrost, she was discovered, naked and unconscious, in a massive crater, by a strange man with an even stranger name. Introducing himself as 'Spike ', he kindly provided her with a place to stay while stranded in the small town of Sunnydale, California. Little did they know that a war of epic proportions was brewing beneath their very feet; a faceless enemy with an insatiable appetite and the desire to devour them whole.

❝ 𝘏𝘦 𝘸𝘩𝘰 𝘭𝘰𝘷𝘦𝘴 𝘳𝘰𝘴𝘦𝘴 𝘮𝘶𝘴𝘵 𝘣𝘦 𝘱𝘢𝘵𝘪𝘦𝘯𝘵 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘯𝘰𝘵 𝘤𝘳𝘺 𝘰𝘶𝘵 𝘸𝘩𝘦𝘯 𝘩𝘦 𝘪𝘴 𝘱𝘪𝘦𝘳𝘤𝘦𝘥 𝘣𝘺 𝘵𝘩𝘰𝘳𝘯𝘴. ❞ It's hard to fall in love with someone who has never look at you that way, especially when you are a highborn and he is not. - 𝕴𝖞𝖗𝖊𝖛𝖊𝖉𝖞 𝕾𝖙𝖆𝖗𝖐 I don't want to have this kinds of feelings with someone, especially when she's the rose of the north. I'm nothing but a mere dog. - 𝕾𝖆𝖓𝖉𝖔𝖗 𝕮𝖑𝖊𝖌𝖆𝖓𝖊 -•-•-ღ-•-•- RATINGS: #1 in Hound - June 19, 2020 #1 in A song of ice and fire - June 19, 2020 #5 in Sandor Clegane - June 19, 2020 #127 in Fiction - June 24, 2020 #131 in Romantic - June 24, 2020 #944 in Fanfiction - June 24, 2020 -•-•-ღ-•-•- I DO NOT OWN GAME OF THRONES NOR THE CHARACTERS, IT BELONGS TO GEORGE R.R MARTIN I AM SIMPLY JUST WRITING A STORY ABOUT SANDOR CLEGANE A.K.A THE HOUND. I DO HOWEVER OWN IYREVEDY STARK.

Breakfast with Alfie Solomons one morning leads you to a great Realization.