"ʰᵉ'ˢ ᵐʸ ᵐᵃⁿ ⁱ'ᵛᵉ ᵇᵉᵉⁿ ᵈᵃᵐⁿᵉᵈ" *** 𝗜𝗻 𝗪𝗵𝗶𝗰𝗵; Allison Argent's world becomes darker, bloodier, and more dangerous the moment Emmett Suzanne walks into Beacon Hills. Stupidly tall, unnervingly charming, and centuries older than he looks, he isn't just another boy at school - he's a monster she can't resist, a secret she shouldn't want, and a desire that won't let her go. Some love stories are sweet. Some are forbidden. Some leave scars that glow beneath the red moon... and the sun. [Allison Argent x Male!OC] [Canon-Divergent] [Dark Gothic-Romance | Twilight-ish vibes] [TWLF SE03 Era] {#1 in Allison Argent - 12.17.25 | #2 in Lydia Martin - 12.18.25} {#1 in Noah Stilinski - 12.18.25 | #1 in Mirror Verse - 10.23.25} {#1 in Lydia Martin - 12.21.25 | #6 in Malia Tate - 01.18.26} {#2 in Malia Hale - 01.20.26 | #1 in Noah Stilinski - 01.20.26} Written: 10.19.25 Edited: 10.21.25 Published: 10.22.25 GRISELIQUE © 2025

Synopsis: [Juicy drama + Slow burn + Healing + Single heroine] Transmigrated into the world of Demon Slayer as the younger sister of the strongest swordsman ever-Tsugikuni Yoriichi-she joins the Demon Slayer Corps, creates her own "Breath of Snow," and becomes the second swordsman after Yoriichi to awaken the Mark. Yuko originally only wanted to change the fate of Michikatsu, to prevent him from becoming a demon. But she never expected... Michikatsu: "Yuko... you should become a demon too."

Year X300, where dragons are still existing, Enlil was thrown upon a responsibility that she has to carry with her. With the dragons still existing, peace is not guaranteed. With humans still existing, someone will desire to have more power and wages war that could cause the extinction. Two different races, one island. Bonded and united as one. What could go wrong?

"𝓣𝓪𝓵𝓾𝓵𝓪𝓱𝓱, 𝓘'𝓶 𝓷𝓸𝓽 𝓲𝓷 𝓵𝓸𝓿𝓮 𝔀𝓲𝓽𝓱 𝓗𝓲𝓬𝓬𝓾𝓹." 𝓘 𝓵𝓸𝓸𝓴𝓮𝓭 𝓾𝓹, 𝓬𝓸𝓷𝓯𝓾𝓼𝓮𝓭. "𝓘𝓯 𝓷𝓸𝓽, 𝓽𝓱𝓮𝓷 𝔀𝓱𝓸?" "𝓨𝓸𝓾" 𝓐𝓼𝓽𝓻𝓲𝓭 𝔀𝓱𝓲𝓼𝓹𝓮𝓻𝓮𝓭. Talulahh Hadock is the twin sister of Hiccup Haddock and the apprentice of Gothi, the village healer. When she develops feelings for her best friend, Astrid Hofferson, she does not know what to do. Will their platonic relationship turn into something more? If Talulahh tells her will Astrid push her away or pull her closer? [Disclaimer] I do not own httyd. I only own Sapphire, Talulahh, and any other characters you don't recognize. The characters and world belongs to Dreamworks. This is a fanfiction and it is not intended for commercial use. Also, there WILL be spelling errors. I have not gotten around to editing yet.

The fields stretched before her, an endless ocean of ghostly flowers swaying in a silent breeze. The air was heavy with a scent of dust and forgotten memories. It wasn't terrifying, not exactly, but a profound melancholic ache settled within her. She sat up, the ashen petals crunching softly beneath her. Her fingers traced the familiar grip of her bow, still clutched in her hand. Artemis had always been a constant, a guiding light, even in the darkest of times. But now... now the light felt distant, extinguished. "I never did thank you, did I?" she asked, voice barely above a whisper. "Thank me for what?" "For protecting me" The girl took a deep breath. "Brother" she called out, "Can I come with you?" The young man stopped walking, his back to her. But the smile was still there, she could feel it, a painful curve etched on his face. He turned slightly, his voice low, thick with unshed tears. "No, Sera," he said, his words echoing in the silent field. "Not this time." ____________________ Annabeth Chase x femoc Credit to owners.

What if Percy Jackson wasn't the only child of Poseidon? Meet Skyra Rogers-12 years old, sharp-tongued, storm-blooded, and hiding a lineage that could shake Olympus itself. Raised far from Camp Half-Blood's watchful eyes, Skyra's life flips when monsters start hunting her down, ancient secrets awaken. Skyra will face mythological chaos, uncover hidden family ties, and carve out her destiny in a world where she was never meant to stay in the shadows. Dive into a world of waves, lightning, and legendary legacies in this thrilling reimagining of the Percy Jackson universe. Disclaimer: Percy Jackson and the Olympians belongs to Rick Riordan. This is a fan-made story for entertainment purposes only.

What if hiccup was not an only child? ,What if he had un older sister that's a year older than him ?, What if hiccup was not the first to ride a Dragon ?, What if toothless wasn't the last of his kind ?,What if she had her eye on a curtain blonde haired, blue eyed hofferson . find out more by reading. (I don't own HTTYD and it's characters they belong to DreamWorks and I don't own any pictures or video seen on this fanfic they belong to their respective owners. I only own Hela and her plot )

.•A story in which a vampire and a hybrid find each other in a strange way, and end up being perfect for each other. When a human enters their family, they are thrust into many dangers but despite it all they know they have to protect their family even if that means accepting the human into their lives•. A TWILIGHT SAGA FANFIC PRE-TWILIGHT -BREAKING DAWN P.2 ROSALIE HALE X OC #rosaliehale #alicecullen #wlw #twilight #edwardcullen #carlislecullen I DO NOT OWN THE TWILIGHT CHARACTERS OR THE STORYLINE, I ONLY OWN MY OC CHARACTERS. LOVE YA STEPHANIE YOU POPPED OFF💀💀

She got in a fight with her sister. But she never thought it would end with a death and leaving her to take her place in the Avatar program. She never expected it to be the best choice in her life. -------------------------------------- I started to write this just before Avatar: the way of water dropped so keep that in mind. -------------------------------------- I HAVE NO MONEY!!! Stop offering me to draw me comics of my stuff, I cannot pay you... Tell me if it is free fanart because you want to draw my stuff and be included, if not that and money mentioned, I WILL mute you bc I ain't paying.

𝙋𝙧𝙚𝙫𝙞𝙚𝙬: "𝘼𝙙𝙢𝙞𝙩 𝙞𝙩," 𝙨𝙝𝙚 𝙬𝙝𝙞𝙨𝙥𝙚𝙧𝙚𝙙. "𝙔𝙤𝙪 𝙡𝙞𝙠𝙚 𝙩𝙝𝙞𝙨." "𝙄 𝙙𝙤𝙣'𝙩," 𝙄 𝙨𝙖𝙞𝙙 𝙦𝙪𝙞𝙘𝙠𝙡𝙮, 𝙩𝙝𝙤𝙪𝙜𝙝 𝙬𝙚 𝙗𝙤𝙩𝙝 𝙠𝙣𝙚𝙬 𝙞𝙩 𝙬𝙖𝙨𝙣'𝙩 𝙩𝙧𝙪𝙚. "𝙔𝙤𝙪'𝙧𝙚 𝙡𝙮𝙞𝙣𝙜," 𝙨𝙝𝙚 𝙘𝙤𝙪𝙣𝙩𝙚𝙧𝙚𝙙, 𝙝𝙚𝙧 𝙫𝙤𝙞𝙘𝙚 𝙡𝙤𝙬 𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙘𝙤𝙣𝙛𝙞𝙙𝙚𝙣𝙩. "𝙄'𝙢 𝙣𝙤𝙩!" 𝙄 𝙥𝙧𝙤𝙩𝙚𝙨𝙩𝙚𝙙. 𝙄 𝙛𝙚𝙡𝙩 𝙝𝙚𝙧 𝙨𝙝𝙞𝙛𝙩 𝙗𝙚𝙝𝙞𝙣𝙙 𝙢𝙚 𝙖𝙨 𝙨𝙝𝙚 𝙨𝙥𝙤𝙠𝙚. "𝙎𝙞𝙣𝙘𝙚 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙜𝙖𝙫𝙚 𝙢𝙚 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙥𝙚𝙧𝙢𝙞𝙨𝙨𝙞𝙤𝙣 𝙩𝙤 𝙥𝙧𝙤𝙫𝙚 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙬𝙧𝙤𝙣𝙜...." 𝙎𝙝𝙚 𝙙𝙧𝙖𝙜𝙜𝙚𝙙 𝙤𝙪𝙩, 𝙄 𝙛𝙚𝙡𝙩 𝙝𝙚𝙧 𝙜𝙧𝙞𝙥 𝙤𝙣 𝙢𝙮 𝙬𝙧𝙞𝙨𝙩 𝙡𝙤𝙤𝙨𝙚𝙣 𝙗𝙪𝙩 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙤𝙣𝙚 𝙤𝙣 𝙢𝙮 𝙬𝙖𝙞𝙨𝙩 𝙧𝙚𝙢𝙖𝙞𝙣𝙚𝙙 𝙛𝙞𝙧𝙢. "𝙇𝙚𝙩 𝙢𝙚 𝙥𝙧𝙤𝙫𝙚 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙬𝙧𝙤𝙣𝙜. 𝙈𝙖𝙠𝙝𝙖𝙣." 𝙎𝙝𝙚 𝙢𝙪𝙩𝙩𝙚𝙧𝙚𝙙, 𝙝𝙚𝙧 𝙝𝙖𝙣𝙙𝙨 𝙜𝙤𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙪𝙣𝙙𝙚𝙧 𝙢𝙮 𝙨𝙠𝙞𝙧𝙩, 𝙧𝙪𝙣𝙣𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙛𝙧𝙤𝙢 𝙢𝙮 𝙘𝙖𝙡𝙛 𝙩𝙤 𝙢𝙮 𝙩𝙝𝙞𝙜𝙝𝙨. 𝙄 𝙛𝙚𝙡𝙩 𝙢𝙮 𝙗𝙧𝙚𝙖𝙩𝙝 𝙨𝙩𝙤𝙥 𝙖𝙨 𝙄 𝙥𝙧𝙚𝙨𝙨𝙚𝙙 𝙢𝙮 𝙛𝙤𝙧𝙚𝙝𝙚𝙖𝙙 𝙖𝙜𝙖𝙞𝙣𝙨𝙩 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙙𝙤𝙤𝙧. "𝙇𝙖𝙨𝙩 𝙘𝙝𝙖𝙣𝙘𝙚. 𝙒𝙖𝙣𝙩 𝙢𝙚 𝙩𝙤 𝙨𝙩𝙤𝙥?" 𝙨𝙝𝙚 𝙖𝙨𝙠𝙚𝙙.