You've recently become a nurse serving the First Order. So far your life was uneventful and unimportant...you felt useless in a sense. Everything changes once you become responsible for the well-being of your first commander; Kylo Ren. Will he remain loyal to the dark side? Or will you be the one to pull him towards the light? [ Fluff & Smut ] WARNINGS: Bloodplay, sexual assault, violence, death, heavy smut. If any of this makes you uncomfortable please do not read. Disclaimer: This was my very first time writing a fan fiction, I will say I was very inexperienced and I somewhat rushed the writing process. Now that this is completed, I've learned so much and I hope to improve my work in the future! Enjoy!! XOXO

You've been working on Starkiller base for over two years as a medic. You're hopelessly in love with one of your coworkers who happens to be dating your sister. If that wasn't stressful enough, now Commander Kylo Ren has crept into your life and is already causing you trouble. How will you deal with the stress of your overbearing sister, your infatuation with her boyfriend, and your demanding Commander? *** "You're nothing but a girl filled with childish dreams," he spat at you. "That perfect galaxy inside your head doesn't exist." You started to stand up and glared at him. "And you're nothing but a scared little boy hiding in a mask," you choked out. Pausing, he stood and stared at you trembling in anger. He lifted his arms up and reached for his helmet. There was a hiss as the faceplate detached and the entire helmet unlatched from his body. He dropped it with a thud at his feet. Walking over to you he shoved you against the wall again as you gasped. Your still fragile head hit the wall and you instantly felt woozy. "I'm not hiding now." His hot breath was in your ear as he pressed his body up against yours. He grabbed you forcefully and pulled you against him. You felt the hard tent beneath his layers and stifled a moan. He nibbled at your ear and started kissing your neck. You melted beneath his touch. How could your body betray your mind like this? He kissed along your jaw with soft wet kisses. You snaked your arms around his neck and pulled him towards you. This caused him to get closer and closer to your mouth. Your breath was heavy, and you looked up at him. Even in the darkness of the room, you could see the golden flecks of his eyes. They shone back at you filled with desire. He ran his hands up and down your body. No, wait. This wasn't supposed to be happening. You were supposed to be mad at him. But- You didn't want him to stop. *** I hope you enjoy it! (: Content warning! Some chapters might be upsetting or triggering- please be cautious and be safe

there's no more room in hell for us.

𝚌𝚎·𝚕𝚎𝚜·𝚝𝚒𝚊𝚕 /𝚜əˈ𝚕𝚎𝚜𝙲𝙷ə𝚕/ belonging or relating to heaven. Season 1&2 Cover by @EbbyWhite_Avenger7 **i don't own the 100, only Valour and any other characters i create**

DIAMOND "Ginger." "Tinker Bell." "Crazy redhead." "Curly ass." EXTENDED SUMMARY INSIDE THE 100 BELLAMY BLAKE X OC COVER MADE BY @bitchmafia

𝐇𝐞 𝐬𝐞𝐭 𝐟𝐢𝐫𝐞 𝐭𝐨 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐥𝐝, 𝐛𝐮𝐭 𝐰𝐨𝐧𝐭 𝐥𝐞𝐭 𝐚 𝐟𝐥𝐚𝐦𝐞 𝐭𝐨𝐮𝐜𝐡 𝐡𝐞𝐫. {𝗯𝗲𝗹𝗹𝗮𝗺𝘆 𝗯𝗹𝗮𝗸𝗲} 𝗕𝗢𝗢𝗞 𝗢𝗡𝗘| 𝘀𝗲𝗮𝘀𝗼𝗻 1 SEQUEL OF BOOK TWO 'HELL & BACK' UP NOW

She was more stubborn than him. He needed her to listen. Then again she never did.

||COMPLETED|| She was not a hero. It wasn't because she lacked bravery or because she lacked humanity. It was because she was a weapon. Nothing less, and certainly nothing more. ~*~*~ Scythe's voice did not waiver, "There are reasons that people turn into monsters and those reasons are always other people. I liked solitary because nobody could turn me into more of one than I already was." Bellamy let go of her hand, "You are not a monster, Scythe." A ghost of a smile graced her features, but it was heavy, sad, and gone in an instant, "You're wrong. Ask anyone at this camp." "They don't know you." "And you do?" DISCLAIMER: I DO NOT OWN THE 100

"She's deadly, but truthfully... nothing has ever made me feel more alive." *** Lydia Greystone was only thirteen years old when she became a prisoner of the arc. With her mother floated, her father ruled dead, and her best friend nowhere to be found, she is truly alone in the world. That is until she finds herself on earth at the side of Bellamy Blake the boy with the twisted mind and tainted smile, and sadness in his eyes that could sink a thousand ships. He could be the end of her, and yet Lyds has never felt more alive.