In 1864, as the fires of hatred consumed Mystic Falls, Arabella Salvatore's world shattered into pieces. Hidden in the shadows, she watched her brothers, Stefan and Damon, gunned down in the mud. Her father, Giuseppe, his hands stained with the blood of his own sons, forced her into silence with a poisonous lie: he told her they were dead, traitors to their name, and dragged her away into a forced exile. Arabella left convinced she had left only graves behind, unaware that Katherine's blood was already pulling her brothers into an eternity of darkness. Years later, turned into a vampire against her will and alone in the world, Arabella crosses paths with the dangerous Klaus Mikaelson. A visceral obsession ignites between them; she is the only one capable of "sculpting" the Hybrid's heart, but for Klaus, love is a lethal vulnerability. In an act of ruthless compulsion, he wipes every memory of their bond, condemning her to an existence without roots. Now, the pull of blood brings her back to Mystic Falls. Reunited with Stefan and Damon, the very foundation of her reality is shaken, but the fragile family peace explodes when Klaus returns to town. Arabella does not remember their past, but a primal hatred courses through her veins. She is no longer the fragile sister of old; she is the weapon the Salvatores have been waiting for. Alongside her brothers, Arabella is done seeking love: she has become the nightmare that will hunt the King.

He's the boy she can't quit. She's the girl he can't control. When Rafe Cameron's jealousy explodes, Gianna swears she's done-for good this time. But love that burns this deep doesn't fade, it consumes. Between broken promises, brutal fights and kisses that taste like war, they're caught in a cycle of destruction neither of them can escape. Because no matter how far she runs, Rafe always finds her. And no matter how hard he tries to let go, Gianna is the only thing he'll ever want. But will her love waver when her lover gets blood on his hands? RAFE CAMERON X OC

When John B's younger sister gets caught in the storm of the island's tensions,lines blur between loyalty and danger. She was never supposed to be close to someone like him but some things don't stay forbidden for long

When ice meets fire, something is bound to melt. At a start of her fifth year of Hogwarts, the new girl never expected her biggest problem to have a smirk, a Slytherin tie and a heart carved from ice. Mattheo Riddle is everything she's supposed to fear - cruel, dangerous and heartless. And she is everything he was taught from young age to hate - soft, kind and pure. They are bound to be enemies, but as sparks fly and secrets unravel, they'll both learn that even the coldest hearts can melt.

"The Outer Banks, paradise on earth. Well, that's what they say anyway. I personally beg to differ" Follow the story of a girl with her foot in both worlds. She doesn't care for the "Kooks" or "Pogues" titles, and she especially doesn't care for Rafe "Douchebag" Cameron. Everywhere she goes, he's always there. Slow burn. Enemies to friends to lovers. Rafe Cameron x Female oc I don't own Outer Banks, just my character Adalyn, her storyline and her family members.

Avalora Malfoy had been hidden away by her family her entire life, shielded from the world-until she was suddenly sent to Hogwarts for her final year. But it doesn't take long for her to realize that nothing about this decision was accidental. A name she never wanted to bear. A curse she was never meant to understand. And a boy who gets closer than he should. When the Dark Lord finally calls for her, she realizes: She is not just a Malfoy. She is far more-and that makes her dangerous. • Not all magic is beautiful and not all truths are kind. This story walks the edge of both. • Read with care.

PART TWO OF THE SERPENT ✥The Rich Girl & Her Bodyguard ✥ She had first told me she loved me at 11:20 as my fingers were busy getting soaked by her. Those pretty coloured eyes begged a man who couldn't love to love her just as hard. Her rosy flushed cheeks were painted by sad tears of her heartbreak when I so selfishly broke her apart. Those pillowy pink lips of hers spilled moans, like secrets meant just for me. I stared into those pink eyes glisten like shattered glass. I left her behind only to find out I loved Blaise Innocencio. He broke his promise to me at 11:58, the same hour I had told him that I loved him. I looked into those violent green eyes and let him break my heart into pieces because it was only his to break. Now when he stands at my doorstep with a bouquet of red roses, I could only hope I don't end up breaking his in return because the love that I once had for him was the one thing that had caused me to leave to begin with. ----- His tattooed fingers came glistening out of my cunt as his other hand flattened on my swollen belly. "Fuck, I love seeing you carry my kid." I grabbed his fingers and brought them back to my wet cunt. "You're getting distracted." I moan as he slowly stretches me around his fingers again, the sounds of how wet I was noticeably there. "Don't be greedy, I know your pussy wants to be fed with my cock more than my fingers."