❝. Aemma Velaryon, the trueborn princess of Ser Laenor Velaryon and Rhaenyra Targaryen, rider of Seafyre, true lady of the tides. Her veins are of salt and sea and she is to unify and bring peace to us all.❞ OC! Targaryen/Velaryon x Aemond Targaryen [I DO NOT OWN THE HOUSE OF THE DRAGON, ONLY AEMMA VELARYON AND HER STORYLINE] ©Elysiumreads

"She's the only person brave enough to punch the joker in the face...and live to tell it. Ashton lawton"

"Cora." He called, eyes caressing my face in a way that I so badly wanted for his fingers to instead. "Tell me to stop." I gulped, the words frozen on the tip of my tongue. "Cora, tell me now." He repeated, growing more agitated as his gaze moved down to my mouth. "I can't." I said honestly, shoulders dropping in defeat. That was the only confirmation he needed before he crashed his lips to mine. *** The story of a girl who's been putting up a wall for as long as she can remember, and a boy who will stop at nothing until he brings it down.

I died yesterday. But to make no mistake. This is not a story about death. This is a story about love. Not lust. Not anger. Not forgiveness. Not desire. Just love. Stories aren't so simple this way anymore I think. This one is simple enough. Girl meets Boy. She hates boy, but she finds him intriguing. She learns more about him and suddenly his golden dark brown eyes remind her of the setting sun. Suddenly hate... is dislike... then friendship... then kindness... Suddenly it is love. In this story... Girl meets boy. But first the girl must die. Second she has to become his food. Third, the Boy must reveal his darkest secret. That he is no boy at all. But a monster the world had thought they'd killed off long, long ago. A Nosferatu. A lineage of vampires that would make any man's -magical or human-blood freeze over in fear. So really this story is dead Girl meets undead Boy and discovers she must be his food for eternity. But trust me, I promise... it's not that complicated.

[ COMPLETED ] Eliana Oakley and Casen Walker couldn't be further on the other's spectrum. Eliana is twenty-one years old and in her last year of college. An artist at heart, she uses that to her advantage to further her early fashion design career. A protégé under Florence Harvey, internationally known luxury designer, Eliana doesn't have much time for anything other than burying her face into her sewing machine. Casen - otherwise known as Case to his football buddies - is twenty-two and on track to the NFL as a rookie Wide Receiver, just preparing to graduate with his degree in engineering. Oh, let's not forget his minor in hoe behavior. They roll with different social cliques - there was supposed to be no chance of them meeting. Especially in their final year in college. But one faithful friends night out at a bowling alley changes everything. COPYRIGHT © MIDNXGHTSUN

"They say all good girls go to heaven," He said laughing. "You know why that isn't true Lora?" "Why?" He laughed some more. "Because there are no good girls," - tw this book deals with the following: body dysmorphia anxiety abuse misogyny race weight psychosis violence 18+

She's an exotic beauty living in the deeps of District Four. A strange one many might say. Tan skin not from the unmerciful burning sun, but skin darkened from the genes of her father. With her being her sisters only protector and provider, what can Jenesis Hammaz do when her 12 year old sisters name is called for the 69th Annual Hunger Games? With nothing but fierce determination and a itching doubt of survival, Jenesis must get back to her sibling to resume her role. Yet, how can she focus when she manages to steal the heart of her mentor? 𝐒𝐓𝐀𝐑𝐓𝐄𝐃: 𝐉𝐔𝐋𝐘, 𝐓𝐖𝐄𝐍𝐓𝐘-𝐓𝐖𝐄𝐍𝐓𝐘 𝐎𝐍𝐄 𝐄𝐍𝐃𝐄𝐃: 𝐌𝐀𝐑𝐂𝐇, 𝐓𝐖𝐄𝐍𝐓𝐘-𝐓𝐖𝐄𝐍𝐓𝐘 𝐓𝐖𝐎. Heavily inspired by " Strange Fruit" by Weezie_24 -Another Hunger Games Fanfiction. Book 1 out of 3 ~~~~~•~~~~~~•~~~~~~~•~~~~~~~•~~~~~~~~•~~~~~• *Warning: This book will have too much drama. The drama might make your heart speed up uncontrollably. If you have heart problems, refrain from reading for your sake.* The Hunger Games | | Finnick Odair FanFiction Short book warning! Long chapters! THG- Instagram Oc x Finnick Odair I don't own The Hunger Games. All rights go to Suzanne Collins, the original creator.

she is the (only) trueborn daughter of Princess Rhaenyra Targaryen and Lord Laenor Velaryon. after her younger brother, Lucerys, slices out the eye of their uncle, Aemond Targaryen, her hand is offered as payment to keep the peace. though unexpected, she finds herself in a loving marriage, until devastating news forces her to make an impossible choice. • can be found originally on my tumblr, queers-gambit

[ 𝐒𝐂𝐑𝐄𝐀𝐌 𝐱 𝐑𝐄𝐀𝐃𝐄𝐑 ] ❛𝙔𝙤𝙪'𝙧𝙚 𝙜𝙤𝙣𝙣𝙖 𝙗𝙚 𝙢𝙮 𝙛𝙞𝙣𝙖𝙡 𝙜𝙞𝙧𝙡.❜ They planned it perfectly, right down to the last drop of blood. The victims were chosen, the disguise purchased, and the phone calls scripted. But what they didn't account for was you. Desperate to keep you alive while still going through with their initial plan, the Ghostface killers become obsessed with making you their final girl. {𝐁𝐨𝐨𝐤 𝟏} Highest Rankings: - #1 in Billy Loomis - #1 in Stu Macher - #1 in Horror/Romance - #1 Scream - #1 in Slasher - #1 in Ghostface

Drew remembered the little girl who befriended him when no one else would. He remembered her long braids and her cocoa butter scent. And when he found her again, he swore to never let go. He made a silent promise; that no matter where he went or what he was doing, he'd always come back to her.