Some flames burn quietly... until they don't. Aurora Bellini is the picture of innocence. Quiet. Kind. A law student with a soft heart and a tragic past. When a violent attack threatens her safety, she's placed under the protection of the Vitti family - Italy's most feared crime syndicate. More specifically, under the cold, watchful eye of their heir: Angelo Vitti. Angelo doesn't want her there. Too sweet. Too soft. Too breakable. But there's something about her that unsettles him. Her gentle smile, her quiet strength - it seeps past the walls he's spent years building. He tells himself she doesn't belong in his world. He tells himself to stay away. But he watches her anyway. Protects her anyway. And slowly, against his better judgment - he starts to burn for her. With war simmering between the Italian and Russian mafias, every secret is dangerous. Every glance, every touch, every whisper in the dark... it all matters. Because nothing is ever what it seems. And sometimes the softest things burn the most.

Five years ago, Aria Castellano learned the truth that destroys most people: innocence is the easiest weapon an enemy can use. So she cut hers out. Piece by piece. She left New York to sever every tie that made her vulnerable-family, friends, and the boy she loved enough to become a liability. She traded softness for strategy, hesitation for violence, and the girl she used to be for a woman who understands that survival requires dirty hands and an even dirtier conscience. Now she's back. Not for forgiveness. Not for closure. But to finish the war that began long before she knew she was part of it. Her return exposes traitors, rattles alliances, and forces her to face the one person she swore she'd never see again. And the worst part? It hurts. It shouldn't- but it does. Still, pain is a small price. Because Aria isn't in New York to feel. She's here to win. And she stopped fearing the monster inside her the moment she realized- monsters survive longer.

I died. But that's wasn't the end of the story (obviously). It was actually the beginning. Because, apparently, I was too young to die so I had a second chance. A second chance at living. The problem? I was reborn as Elena Gilbert, and I don't know how that's gonna play out. . . . Eh. We'll see. At least I know it will be fun! Her life was anything but boring! ༄ [TVD-SI-REBORN] [S1-?] [COMPLETED] [SEQUEL-TWO GIFTS FROM GODS] [warning: elena bashing with no real cause (i wrote this a couple years ago when i was first starting and it's far (far) from great]

Villainess's Vengeance ~ A Rebirth Story previously known as Left at the Altar ~ Rebirth of the Villainess. *** "Vi... Viaan, please don't do this.. don't leave me, please come back. It's our wedding day. Plea...please I'm begging you." "Do not ever call me again, Ira. It's over between us." The line went dead. That was all it took for him to left me at the Altar for her. *** ~ A REBIRTH STORY From childhood, Ira Veyansh was always compared to Niya Kapadia. Niya ~ the maid's daughter who could do everything better. Studies, sports, looks, manners, obedience, everything. Everyone loved Niya. Ira parents, her brothers, even the family celebrated her like she was one of their own. Birthdays, dinners, small achievements... the praise always went to Niya. "Ira, you should be more like Niya." "I wish Niya was my sister." "Take a lesson from Niya." Day by day, Ira felt invisible. Starved for love and attention, she did things she shouldn't have, hurt Niya, humiliated her, even darker. But nothing worked. Then came Viaan. Her childhood love. The one she thought would finally make her happy. But he chose Niya too. The pain and humiliation were too much for her to handle. That night, walking alone in the rain after being abandoned at her own wedding, Ira was hit by a truck. A brutal accident that ended her life. But life gave her a second chance. A rebirth. She remembered everything. Every insult. Every betrayal. Every heartbreak. And somewhere in that second life... there is this man. Reevan. A man she was never meant to cross paths with. Forbidden. Yet somehow... tied to her fate. Now, the question is, will she let fate repeat itself, or will she change her story?

Bonnie Bennett only meant to cast a fertility spell. Elijah Mikaelson only meant to pay her generously. Neither of them meant for the spell to backfire and definitely not for Bonnie to end up pregnant with an Original's baby. Now she's got a "loophole baby," a London townhouse she didn't ask for, and a vampire family calling nonstop with opinions. Klaus thinks she's hiding, Rebekah's already planning the nursery, Freya is sending prenatal potions, Kol's making bets on baby names and Elijah? He's building her a dream house and acting like this was all part of the plan. One accidental spell, one impossible baby, and suddenly Bonnie's life looks a lot less like a solo adventure and a lot more like a supernatural rom-com.

Hilary Range dies and wakes up in a world of vampires, witches, and wolves while reborn as Hayley Marshall. Armed with the knowledge of what's to come, she refuses to follow the same tragic path. This time, she rewrites her fate. She wasn't supposed to care. Wasn't supposed to get attached. Definitely wasn't supposed to fall for him. Klaus Mikaelson is ruthless, paranoid, and dangerously easy to love once you see the loneliness beneath it all. He doesn't trust. He doesn't love gently. And he was never meant to be saved. But Hilary was never meant to be here. Drawn into the Mikaelsons' world, she finds something she never had before: loyalty, connection, and even a brother in Finn Mikaelson. Somewhere between changing the future, protecting the people she's come to love, and choosing Klaus. And for the first time in a thousand years, he might choose her back.

I don't get it. I really don't. I died, I get that much. But waking up in a dark and squishy place, with absolutely NO ROOM to move, I DON'T GET. Let's recap. It was a regular day. I got up, ate, showered and went to work. I was a police officer. I was checking out a house call about domestic abuse. I didn't even get to knock on the door before a man bursted out screaming at a women about calling the pigs on him. It didn't take much to figure out he was the abuser with the way he was holding her arm tight enough to bruise. I tried to diffuse the situation, told him to calm down and let her go. He didn't like that. In the end I got shot and died. Then I woke up in a small and dark space and freaked out. Then I get pushed out only to cry and realize I'm a baby. Oh, but not just anyone's baby. I'm Miranda and Grayson Gilbert's baby?! In 'The Vampire Diaries'?! What the fuck is happening?! Rankings: #1 in reincarnated (out of 3.58k) #2 in witchcraft (out of 19.3k) #15 in gay (out if 389k) I do not own TVD or any characters beside my oc's

Nagashima Yuki finally transmigrated. More precisely, she reincarnated, straight into the deadly world of Jujutsu Kaisen. The moment she realized where she was, Yuki was thrilled. "Yes! I even got an awesome cursed technique! Time to join the protagonist squad!" All she had to do now was wait for recruitment. After all, wasn't a certain irresponsible white-haired teacher supposed to show up and bring talented kids to Jujutsu High? So she waited. And waited. And waited. "Why hasn't that white-haired teacher come to pick me up yet?! Hurry up and take me to Jujutsu High already!" But instead of an invitation... She attracted the attention of curse users. Now she's being hunted. Constantly. "Where are you, Gojo Satoru?! If Tokyo Jujutsu High won't take me, what about Kyoto?! Somebody recruit me already, please!!" When her life finally becomes impossible to maintain thanks to endless attacks, Yuki reaches a devastating conclusion: "This JJK production crew is way too dangerous! I quit the protagonist team!" And just before she walks into the darkness to fight it on her own terms, she glances back one last time at the school she once dreamed of joining. With tears in her eyes, she shouts toward the sky- "Gojo Satoru! Do you even know what you've lost?!" *** Gojo Satoru was born the strongest. In his entire life, only two things ever slipped through his fingers because he wasn't strong enough. One was the man who nearly killed him - Toji Fushiguro. The other was the mysterious person who appeared after his revival and took Toji away. Sorcerers inherit techniques. That person could dismantle them. Sorcerers attack with cursed energy. That person was immune. Sorcerers stand for justice. That person simply turned around, and walked into the darkness. Her name was Nagashima Yuki. And in the eyes of the jujutsu world, she was someone who stood completely opposite to sorcerers.

Imagine waking up one morning and realizing your favorite fictional man isn't just a character anymore. Not only is he real. But he's your husband. You don't know why this world exists. You have no idea how you got here or if you can even get back to your old life. But why would you ever want to leave? In this world.. he's yours.

In a world where Hunters roam freely and danger lurks behind every corner, one thing is universally agreed upon- This is a terrible place to transmigrate into. Unfortunately, Lucy didn't get a choice. After somehow reincarnating into the world of Hunter x Hunter, she wakes up on Whale Island - a peaceful, almost suspiciously safe starting point. Naturally, she makes the most rational decision possible: Live quietly. Avoid danger. Stay far, far away from anything resembling the plot. That plan lasted exactly five minutes. Because a system appeared. A very talkative system. System: "Do you want to know the true meaning of life-" "Too corny. Shut up." System: "Brave girl! Your purpose in this world is adventure! A grand adventure! Perfect for a dead-inside otaku!!" ...Great. Like every unlucky transmigrator before her, Lucy was now stuck with missions, rewards, and - of course - a gacha system. But not just any system. A weapon gacha system. By completing missions, she could draw legendary weapons from different anime worlds-artifacts of unimaginable power, names that could shake entire universes- Tensa Zangetsu. Senbonzakura. Hyōrinmaru. Any one of them would guarantee her survival. So when she received her beginner pull, Lucy felt hope for the first time since arriving in this death trap of a world. And then- System: "Congratulations! You've obtained the SR weapon: Lake Toya (Curry-Scented Edition)!" ...A wooden sword. That smells like curry. In a world where people casually bend reality with Nen, Lucy is expected to survive - with pure physical combat - and a souvenir shop weapon. At this point, she has only one question: Why not just throw her straight into the Dark Continent while they're at it?!