❝Hey, Hollywood!❞ ❝Fuck off, JJ!❞ Stormy Cameron. She was the Kook princess, along with her twin sister, Sarah Cameron. Stormy soon joins the Pogues on an exciting adventure, determined to find out what happened to their friends missing father. Along the way; they discover a legendary treasure that's all connected to John B's missing father. Not only does she find treasure, she finds a mystery, love, and a new family. Season One || ✓ Season Two || ✓ Season Three || waiting... (Credit for @zara_xoxo7 making the cover!!)

🤍!¡ | ❝ 𝐓𝐄𝐋𝐋 𝐌𝐄 you love me! ❞ a book filled with scenarios of your fave office workers ༉‧₊˚✧ 『u.s.』

y/n comes to train for H.R in the annex and finds interest in one particular guy

Book 1 of 3 [ C O M P L E T E D ] Most people dream of the stars and the things that come from them. They even have the infamous saying "Shoot for the moon; even if you do not succeed, you will be among stars." But no one ever dreams of what happens, if you actually meet the things that come from the stars and if it is, they can only imagine little green martians. It's just never thought about. Except now they've come. Except now those things are here. And they need Earth females to reproduce. ~*~ Published: Dec 26, 2014 Completed: July 8, 2015 Cover: me

"Y-you," she stuttered, staring at the handsome man sitting on the sleek black throne, "you're..." He rolled his eyes, waving his hand impatiently and said, "Hades. Come on, say it with me. Ha-des." "Hades," Ariel breathed out, still not believing the sight before her. Every picture she had seen of the gods had not depicted Hades' beauty. The god sitting before her was not a crusty old man with a white beard; no, he was a Calvin Klein model. "Yes," Hades clasped his hands together and grimaced, "the God of Death and riches; that's me." Ariel nodded, still refusing to believe but knowing she had to and Hades' grimace turned even bitter, "And you, darling, will be staying with me for quite some time." ~*~ Cover: _nymphomaniac Published: 8/6/14

Those who were taken... They never came back, dragged beneath the waves never to return. Their haunting screams were a symbol of their horrific deaths. Like shadows they lay in wait, the deep blue waters hiding them from view. With sharp claws they attack, Pointed fangs tearing into skin, Eager mouths devouring human flesh. Cally was taken, dragged under the water by one of the vicious creatures. But she was not devoured nor torn apart by ruthless claws--no. She was a captive. ~•~ Water instantly invades her senses. Her eyes sting, her lungs and nose burning. She thrashes, kicks, claws--anything to get away. Her efforts go to waste as her body slowly starts to shut down, the air in her lungs quickly being replaced by sea water. Cally is vaguely aware of arms wrapping around her waist and behind her head before she loses consciousness, submerged in darkness. And so she is taken. Another victim of the mysterious sea. 《Completed》 Subscribe to TheAllieL Patreon for exclusive stories and content not featured on Wattpad and to support future works and book publishing! - Free Subscriber Tier - Allie's Library - Tier 1 - $2/month - Allie's Journal - Tier 2 - $5/month Subscribe here: Patreon.com/TheAllieL

Ri likes a quiet life, without drama, and certainly without all that mate crap that the world seems to revolve around. To her exasperation, it seems to be all anyone cares about, looking for, finding and then claiming their mate. Well, that won't be her. She has a secret. She has managed to suppress her scent, so her mate can never find her. She has other plans and they don't involve having her head and heart messed up by hormones and matehood. Because she knows who her mate is. Damian, warrior and son of the Clan leader. Her friend. And if he ever finds out...

I write for all main characters and some secondary characters from every series. Nearly all of my writing will be clean, and I will put warnings if they are NSFW. Wattpad only allows a story to have 200 parts, so part two of these can be found on my profile! Requests can be made through instant messages or my tumblr account (starfleetimagines) if they're open. Please check my bio to see if they're open or not, and please read my request guidelines first (it's the first chapter). If you like my writing, please leave votes and comments and if you can consider supporting me on Ko-Fi (link in bio). *I do not own any of the characters or concepts within this. However, all of this writing is my own so please do not use or copy.

Since Wattpad only allows a story to have 200 parts, this is a continuation of my imagine book for Star Trek characters. I write for all main characters and some secondary characters from every series. Nearly all of my writing will be clean, and I will put warnings if they are NSFW. Requests can be made through instant messages or my tumblr account (starfleetimagines). Please check my bio to see if I'm currently taking requests, and please read my request guidelines first (it's the first chapter). If you like my writing, please leave votes and comments and if you can consider supporting me on Ko-Fi (As low as $1CAD that will be put towards my education - link is in my bio). *I do not own any of the characters or concepts within this. However, all of this writing is my own so please do not use or copy.

What if Rhysand had a child with Amarantha while he was imprisoned Under the Mountain? (One he never knew about..?) There is desire in the familiar ache of agony. There is a sort of comfort in spilled blood that drip from walls. Cathyrena pressed the magenta lipstick to her Mother's lips. Watching the brush stain pale skin and dress up a monster in angel clothing. Her jewels shimmered and shined with a type of mocking cruelty. There is a moment where she wonders what color Amarantha would bleed if she were to stab her in the eye. That night, the same violet dress Cathyrena matched her lips with laid in the empty bedroom floor. It's star-like gems still intact. The bed covers wrinkled and pillows thrown. Amarantha liked to have Rhysand in the brightest of Night when the Moon was full. She picked up the fabric softly. She had noticed the High Lord of Night scent mixed with her Mother's. Her indigo eyes flickered back to the mattress where he was raped. She wondered if he liked the dress. Cathyrena has all the worst traits of her parents. Darkness and Murder. But, what if she inherited all their best ones too? Its a shame Amarantha doesn't have any.