❝ I DON'T CARE ABOUT YOUR PAST, I ONLY CARE ABOUT YOUR FUTURE ❞ in which malachai parker plots the ultimate revenge scheme against the salvatore brothers by using their beloved niece cover by @BonitaRogue [THE VAMPIRE DIARIES] [ALTERNATE UNIVERSE] [KAI PARKER x OC]

A collection of imagines with our two favorite 1940's boys and their superhero alter-egos. Smut and fluff. Top Rankings: #4 in Preferences (out of 4.3K stories) #18 in steverogers (out of 4.5K stories) Contains adult language and/or themes: warnings will be posted. All rights belong to Marvel: I own nothing but my own ideas; not the characters.

latibule (n) a hiding place; of safety and comfort ➳ ➳ ➳ ➳ ➳ ➳ ➳ He was alone in this world. He couldn't trust anyone, couldn't believe anything anybody said. He was confused, cold, hurt and most of all, he was broken. He seemed colder than Winter itself, but he was merely a lonely soul yearning for the comfort of a friend, or anyone for that matter. Then he met her. She was a deity, the purest soul he had ever laid his eyes upon. Her gentle and kind heart broke through his barriers. She was his latibule. ➳ ➳ ➳ ➳ ➳ ➳ ➳ - highest rank on Fanfiction : #319 - - #1 in bucky - - #1 in avengers - - 05/11/2016 : 100K views - - A Bucky x Original Character Fanfiction - - All characters and the universe belongs to Marvel - - I only own a few of the characters and some other elements of the story - - Set after the Winter Soldier, but the storyline is altered (the events of the Avengers: Age of Ultron never took place, or anything after that and Loki will be part of the Avengers now) - -Warning: Language-

"His hand cupped my face and I felt tingles in my cheek. His head started leaning closer to mine and his other hand slid round my waist. My heart was beating quicker than ever and and I could feel my body take over as I placed my hands round his neck. He leaned in further and are lips collided. It was soft but passionate and I slid my hands down his hard chest, deepening the kiss." ------------------------------------------------ My name is Riley Thomson . I'm 16 years old and just your typical high school wall flower. That was until the schools bad boy ( kian Johnston ) pinned me against the wall and kissed me.

What do you do when everything you thought you knew about yourself turns out to be wrong? When sixteen-year-old Clarissa Whittemore decided to stop taking the mysterious purple pills her adoptive parents got for her when she was ten, she began to see things that aren't there. Stuck between thinking she's lost her mind and accepting her new reality, Clarissa has to navigate High school, love, and relationships tittering on the edge of insanity.

Completed Stiles "accidentally" let it slip to a group of very popular girls that he was gay, which really meant he had a master plan to get a hot girlfriend. Stiles "accidentally" bumped into the most popular girl in school, which really meant he wanted her to notice him and his gayness, just so they could become best friends. Stiles "accidentally" made it clear to all of the openly gay boys in school that he was available, which really meant he wanted this whole gay thing to seem real, so Lydia HAD to believe him. Stiles "accidentally" told Derek Hale he'd go to the winter dance with him, which really meant he wanted Lydia to see them together and believe this whole scheme. The only thing Stiles actually did on accident, was fall in love with the captain of the lacrosse team, Derek Hale.

"Can Nixon touch you like this?" Hunter asks as his hand slowly trails down my neck down to my hip. "Nixon can do better." I egg him on. "Can Nixon make you shiver like this?" I lean my head to the side as his lips slowly make contact with that spot on my neck. Goosebumps cover my skin. "Better." I smirk and he narrows his eyes at me, his glare almost making me give up. "Can Nixon kiss you like this?" And the next thing I know Hunter's lips are on mine, invading my senses. Jacey, transfers schools. She isn't very good at making friends but she soon meets one girl in particular, Bobbie. The only problem with Bobbie is, her brother, Hunter, doesn't seem to be a big fan of Jacey. It's a constant struggle for her to even be around him. Then things seem to be falling in place, until the unthinkable happens. Bobbie, Hunter and all their friends are in the Mafia. How do you deal with that? It'll be a struggle. And some dangerous business. WARNING: sexual content, explicit content, language, use of drugs, violence and self depression READ AT OWN RISK! Trailer made by the wonderful @chelsicake (Book #1 of the Mafia Business Series)

I don't know how I survived it all, how I didn't break from everything, but then again, maybe I did. Colten Mathews, a senior playboy with a mad track record, and also my personal hell maker. He's my brothers best friend, since kindergarten and just like him. Annoying, hotheaded, disgusting, and a meat head. Me; Nikki Jane Long, the little sister of the famous Jackson Long. My past is as messed up as my future and I didn't think it could get any worse until something changed. Colten was no longer...Colten. Or maybe it was me, I don't know. All I can say is that Colten is no longer pulling pranks on me, but lusting after me. WARNING: Sexual content, language, violence and other explicit things. No hate; it's not cool :) Enjoy!

Bexley Raziel bloodborn's life wasn't normal. It was anything but mundane. She was a ShadowHunter. And even for a shadowHunter, Bexley's and her friends life was a bit more hectic then the norm. They were a team. The best. Their bond was unbreakable. The small group was made of four people. Bexley- the blonde girl who had been orphaned, and was lucky enough to have the lightwoods take her in. Alec- the lightwoods oldest child. He was a master archer. Isabelle- the lightwoods second child. And Bexley's best friend. And Jace Wayland- the lightwoods took him in a couple years after bexley. The two had bonded over the feeling of being alone. But what happens when Bexley's world is turned upside down? She's given a choice. Will she make the right one? Faced with war, pain, death and fear like she's never felt- she has to make a choice.

"What are you thinking about mia cara" he asks me causing my thoughts to drift back to me kissing his jawline. "N-nothing" I stutter cursing myself at how breathy I sounded even to my own ears. I watch his mouth curl up into his trademark smirk quickly glancing over with an eyebrow raised. "Didn't seem like nothing when you were eye raping the side of my face mia cara" he responds almost mockingly trying to rile me up. Feeling bold and teasing, I open my mouth to share my thoughts. "Well if you must know, I was thinking about leaning over and placing a trail of feathery kisses along your jawline" I say nonchalantly pretending to examine my finger nails. I hear him suck in a breath and cursing before I feel him pullover on the side of the rode. "That's it" he whispers huskily turning off the engine and reaching his arm over to lift me off my seat. He places me on his lap and I shift around trying to get comfortable but I can tell my movements weren't helping. "God damn it mia cara, you're gonna be the death of me" he whispers, his Italian accent coming out as he smashed his lips on mine. The kiss was nothing but aggressive, our hunger and need for each other evident. His hands grip my hair and pull my head back slightly to give him better access to my mouth. I break away to catch my breath while I begin peppering kisses on his jawline grasping his hair and tugging his head back to get more access. I easily elicit a growl from him and I teasingly bite his neck slightly before pulling away completely. I attempt to get off his lap and back into my seat but his iron grip keeps me still. "Mia cara, will you be mine" he asks huskily, his face expressing his nervousness as well as hope. I smile from ear to ear before giving him a sweet peck. "Of course you idiot" I say smiling for ear to ear.