Exactly what the title says. Maybe I should say that I'm from Germany, so my English probably isn't the best. Please comment if you find any mistakes. Thank you and enjoy♡☆

"He who fights monsters should see to it that he himself does not become one." Megatron fought against the Council's tyranny, only to unleash his own once he didn't get his way. Then, suddenly, there was you. You find Megatron on the ground, helpless and alone. Your creator fell at the servos of Decepticons. You followed in the pedesteps of her and your sire, Ratchet, to make sure it didn't happen to others. Megatron started the Decepticons, so why-oh-why did you decide to help him? And why didn't you regret it?

This book is marked as mature, so if you're younger than 17 read at your own risk. This is meant to be read at a 17+ years old POV. Please read the info chapter! And I do NOT own any of the pictures/videos/gifs in this book!!

This is meant to be read at a 17+ years old POV. Also, I do NOT own Transformers Prime and it's characters or any of the images or videos in this book !

You're the only female TIE fighter pilot in the First Order. You had natural ability. An...instinct...in the cockpit that you couldn't explain. Sometimes you just felt when and where a target was approaching. You'd had this instinct as long as you could remember. Anytime you sat behind the controls you felt it. You couldn't explain it, and it definitely pissed the guys off. You had to work twice as hard as the men in the squadron to earn the same amount of trust and respect from your superiors. You had worked far too hard for your position. You weren't about to throw it all away for some- And then you met him. Kylo Ren, Commander of the First Order. A special assignment brings you face to face with a man who would not only uproot your career but your entire existence. ***Mature for heavy Smut and Violence. Please read TW!*** *COVER ART BY MIEKE MAE* @lambic_and_lace.art on IG and @lambic_and_lace on Tiktok!

One single night can change your life forever. For the young woman who decided to walk into an alleyway in search of a child's cry for help, it left her stranded in a unexpected predicament. She had a chance meeting with a certain sadistic, monochrome clown and now she had NO WAY of getting rid him. However, on one quiet evening, she thought, as she watched the clown peacefully sleep next to her; "...Maybe I don't want him to leave...", she whispered lovingly as her slender fingers played with the clown's long, black hair... ________________________________________________ {I DO NOT OWN LAUGHING JACK, CREDIT GOES TO SNUFFBOMB}