Emilia Morelli's world shatters when she's told her mother has died. Left with no family, well at least none that she knows of, she's pulled into a system that sees her as just another case. She's alone and unsure of herself. But far away, there are men who have been searching for her. Men who share her name. Men who are feared by the world. They've spent years looking for the little girl who was taken from them. Now that they've found her, they'll stop at nothing to bring her home. Emilia doesn't know them. She doesn't know the truth. And she has no idea that her life is about to change forever.

Taken from her family at the age of four, because of a deep grudge, Aria doesn't remember the place she used to call home. All she knows now, is silence and pain. All she has is her broken self, and the hope of being free one day. She's been called a curse, and she's been called worse- to the point where Aria doesn't know what is true or not. She'll never escape the hell she's in, she'll never have a home or a family, right? *Sneak peek* Aria: "BITCH! Where the fuck are you?" I wake up with a jerk on the cold floor of the kitchen's store. The rope that he used to keep me there when his friends were over, bit into my skin, and was now stained with red. He had forgotten. Again. But that was a good thing, because it means I didn't get beatings last night. I tired to move, but the pain from my ankle was sending vibrations to my brain, and I winced, my back hitting the wall hard. I closed my eyes, praying he won't find me- but luck is never on my side. He opens the door, and smirks as he looks down at me. His eyes were clear, he wasn't drunk. That was bad. He made it more painful when he wasn't. He undid the rope, and dragged me by the hair, into the kitchen. "You little bitch. Growing wings now, are we?" He threw me on the floor and kicked my ribs. Pain flared through me, but I shut my eyes tight. Don't make a sound. "Make me my damn breakfast right now. And I want it prepared next time or else." I nod my head, and get to my feet. But he dragged me towards him by the neck, my back to his front. His hand went under my shirt, the threat hanging in the air, and I squeezed my eyes shut. "Do you hear me?" I nod. His hand went up to my chest, and I swallowed the nausea rising up in me. "Yes who?" "Yes Daddy." I choked out. Then he pushed me towards the stove and walked out.

♡Gomez Addams X F!OC X Morticia Frump♡ Valentina Zhang may have the best intentions, but she's a meddlesome little witch. In her efforts to follow in her mother's footsteps as Nevermore's most famous matchmaker, she lets her Cupid's arrow fly-- right into the back of the wrong person. ➶♡

YAN! GENDERBENT DISNEY × Y/N ------------------------------------ Imagine this you are just scrolling to Twitter and suddenly a book caught your interest so you ordered it and when it arrived it has a key with it so you decided to open it but there was nothing until... --------------------------------------------- DATE CREATED: APRIL 8 2023 FINISHED: ??? WARNING: YANDERES LUST BAD GRAMMAR CURSING SLOW UPDATES ------------------- Disney doesn't belong to me it belongs to their original creator and Y/n is just you but different Inspired by: Floatyflowers

Excommunicated from your family, you have chosen the only life that provides some semblance of freedom in 1717... piracy. You have only been aboard the Revenge for several weeks, yet tensions are already rising at the ineptitude of your captain. Though you are not alone on this journey, not every one who seems like a friend has your best intentions at heart just as not every villain is an enemy. ◈ ◈ ◈ I do not own Our Flag Means Death in any way, shape, or form!!!!

Summary Isobella Jones moves to spain in hopes of finding her father but what she didn't expect was to find a whole new idea of a family facing strange and exciting situations every day Just a little something to do on the side for a bit of fun, Following parts of the season eight storyline I don't own benidorm only my characters and the storyline i create started: 2/2/21 finished:

what would happen if a poison taster in the ancient Chinese palace, gets reincarnated to a magic college in another world?

Left in front of a hobbit hole as a baby, grown up as a proper maiden, transformed into a warrior _______________ All rights go to J.R.R Tolkien for the story, and characters, and Peter Jackson for the script. The only people I own is Reann and Hithui

Based on "I Saw Her Bloodied..." by @Julia_Hart90 , but I made it boy x boy.

Update schedule: Tuesdays, Thursdays, and Saturdays 【Completed】 《Edited》 〔②/⑦/①⑦ - ③/①⑥/①⑦〕