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They told me the house was empty. That the boy I was supposed to care for wasn't real. Just a doll. Just a job. But then I heard things. Felt things. The whispers in the walls, the way the air shifted like someone was always watching me. I should be scared. I should leave. But there's something about him-something that keeps pulling me back. Maybe it's the loneliness in his voice. Or the way he lingers in the shadows, waiting for me to see him. All I know is... I don't think I want to run anymore.

BOOK ONE. ❝every minute and every hour, i miss you, i miss you, i miss you more.❞ Alexis Carver swore she was done with Dean Winchester after he decided to walk out of that motel room, and out of her life for good. Until she started to hear whispers of that name among other hunters, and soon her path crossed with his again. She just wants to help, but he refuses to let her get close. After hunting with each other again for the first time in years, they realize the spark between them never really died. [dean winchester x fem!oc] [season 3 - 7]

THE AMBY AWARDS 2022 WINNER (Best Series) Book One (Book Three of the trilogy is on the WATTYS 2022 SHORTLIST) Wattpad featured story. The Adept Pen 21 finalist. Samara, a young woman from London, visits Bran Castle in Romania during a Halloween night. Somehow, she's always felt drawn to the story of Vlad the Impaler, the historical character who allegedly inspired the writer, Bram Stoker, to write his Count Dracula. Annoyed by her noisy friends, she strolls behind her group when they enter the castle and thus gets approached by their tall dark and handsome guide. Samara can't fight the attraction she feels for him, even after he claims to be Vlad Dracul himself, obviously making fun of her...or? At the end of the tour, unable to resist her curiosity, she follows the guide through a dark corridor and time travels to another time, a late medieval world populated by very unusual vampires, where she had once belonged. The mysterious guide turns out to be her husband, none less than Vlad III, the Prince of Wallachia, the Impaler... Dracula. Samara's memories start to trickle back slowly, both good and bad. The man she loves so much that she feels overcome by her feelings for him is not exactly as he was when she left him before, when she... died. A lot of things have changed in her absence, in six hundred years. But she is changed too, having grown up in the 21st century this time around, she is not quite the same girl as when she lived in Vlad's castle, in the late medievals. Will the great love they feel for each other despite their long separation be strong enough to overcome all their differences? Will Samara and Vlad accept each other as they are now and fight for their love? Will they defend it in the dangerous world they live in, full of people, or better vampires, who would rather see them apart? In this place where nothing and no one is what they really seem to be at first sight? Cover: @WakeWriteWrath

Deep within a forgotten forest stands an old mansion where whispers linger in the halls and every midnight hides a secret. When eight-year-old Daou moves into the estate, he discovers that some mysteries are meant to stay buried. But on a stormy night, a single light in the attic leads him to a boy no one else seems to know. As the seasons pass, forgotten promises, ancient magic, and the secrets beneath the pines begin to awaken. Some stories are found. Others have been waiting for you all along.

New Orleans has always remembered its daughters. For generations, the Delacroix women have carried a gift passed down through blood, tradition, and sacrifice. Inside the walls of The Delacroix House of Gifts, a family-owned salon and spiritual sanctuary near the French Quarter, beauty and magic exist side by side. Women come for braids, guidance, healing, and the comfort of a family that has spent generations protecting what the world tried to erase. But every gift comes with a history. As forgotten stories resurface and old enemies awaken, Lórdes must decide whether she will inherit the pain of her ancestors or become the woman who finally breaks the cycle. THE LEGACY - For generations, three families have been connected by love, loss, and secrets. The Delacroix women carry the gift of healing and sight. The Lousaint family carries the responsibility of protecting spiritual balance. The Marigny family carries a history they would rather the world forget. At the center of everything is Lórdes. A woman who inherited the memories of those before her but must choose her own future. A woman who must uncover what happened to her mother. A woman who must decide whether the past controls her... or whether she is the one powerful enough to rewrite it.

A kingdom built on blood does not survive peace. For centuries, vampires, Lycans, and sorcerers existed beneath a fragile balance across the Twelve Islands. Then came betrayal, conquest, and war. The sorcerer kingdom of Avolon vanished beneath the sea. The Lycans were driven into slavery. And the vampire kings built their empires upon bloodshed. Now, after centuries of violence, a summit has been called on the island of Dragomir - where enemies will sit beneath the same roof for the first time in generations. But peace is a dangerous thing. Ancient hatred stirs beneath jeweled crowns and cathedral walls, alliances begin to fracture, and whispers of the lost kingdom threaten to unravel everything the islands were built upon. In a world where loyalty is a weapon and love can start wars, no throne remains untouched by blood. BLOOD WARS A Gothic Political Dark Fantasy

𝖣𝖺𝗋𝗂𝗈 Hansley 𝗁𝖺𝗌 𝗌𝗉𝖾𝗇𝗍 𝗁𝗂𝗌 𝗅𝗂𝖿𝖾 𝗐𝖺𝗍𝖼𝗁𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗐𝗈𝗋𝗅𝖽 𝖿𝗋𝗈𝗆 𝗌𝗈𝗆𝖾𝗐𝗁𝖾𝗋𝖾 𝗃𝗎𝗌𝗍 𝗈𝗎𝗍𝗌𝗂𝖽𝖾 𝗈𝖿 𝗂𝗍-𝖼𝗈𝗅𝗅𝖾𝖼𝗍𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗌𝗂𝗅𝖾𝗇𝖼𝖾𝗌, 𝖼𝗈𝗎𝗇𝗍𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗌𝗉𝖺𝖼𝖾𝗌 𝖻𝖾𝗍𝗐𝖾𝖾𝗇 𝗐𝗈𝗋𝖽𝗌, 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝗉𝗋𝖾𝗍𝖾𝗇𝖽𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗇𝗈𝗍 𝗍𝗈 𝗇𝗈𝗍𝗂𝖼𝖾 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗂𝗇𝗏𝗂𝗌𝗂𝖻𝗅𝖾 𝗌𝗍𝗋𝗂𝗇𝗀𝗌 𝗍𝗁𝖺𝗍 𝗌𝖾𝖾𝗆 𝗍𝗈 𝗍𝗎𝗀 𝖺𝗍 𝖾𝗏𝖾𝗋𝗒𝗈𝗇𝖾 around him. 𝖶𝗂𝗍𝗁𝗂𝗇 the 𝖺𝗇𝖼𝗂𝖾𝗇𝗍 𝗁𝖺𝗅𝗅𝗌 of Hogwarts, w𝗁𝗂𝗌𝗉𝖾𝗋𝗌 𝗅𝗂𝗇𝗀𝖾𝗋 𝗂𝗇 𝖾𝗆𝗉𝗍𝗒 𝖼𝗈𝗋𝗋𝗂𝖽𝗈𝗋𝗌, 𝗉𝗋𝗈𝗆𝗂𝗌𝖾𝗌 𝗈𝗎𝗍𝗅𝗂𝗏𝖾 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗉𝖾𝗈𝗉𝗅𝖾 𝗐𝗁𝗈 𝗆𝖺𝖽𝖾 𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗆, 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗅𝗂𝗇𝖾 𝖻𝖾𝗍𝗐𝖾𝖾𝗇 𝖽𝖾𝗌𝗍𝗂𝗇𝗒 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝖽𝖾𝗏𝗈𝗍𝗂𝗈𝗇 𝗀𝗋𝗈𝗐𝗌 𝗍𝗁𝗂𝗇𝗇𝖾𝗋 𝗐𝗂𝗍𝗁 𝖾𝗏𝖾𝗋𝗒 𝗉𝖺𝗌𝗌𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝖽𝖺𝗒. 𝖠𝗌 𝖣𝖺𝗋𝗂𝗈 𝗂𝗌 𝖽𝗋𝖺𝗐𝗇 𝗂𝗇𝗍𝗈 𝖺 𝗆𝗒𝗌𝗍𝖾𝗋𝗒 𝗈𝗅𝖽𝖾𝗋 𝗍𝗁𝖺𝗇 𝗁𝗂𝗆𝗌𝖾𝗅𝖿, 𝗁𝖾 𝖻𝖾𝗀𝗂ns to wonder whether prophecies are ever truly written... or if they are simply stories waiting for someone to believe them. 𝘼𝙛𝙩𝙚𝙧 𝙖𝙡𝙡, 𝙛𝙖𝙩𝙚 𝙝𝙖𝙨 𝙖𝙡𝙬𝙖𝙮𝙨 𝙡𝙤𝙫𝙚𝙙 𝙖 𝙬𝙞𝙡𝙡𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙖𝙪𝙙𝙞𝙚𝙣𝙘𝙚. male oc x female oc. harry potter x theatre. golden trio era x fanfic.

Krishi and Rishi's parents had insisted - "Spend these two weeks in the village farmhouse. Rest before the wedding madness begins. Enjoy the quiet. The cottage will be ready when you are." Their wedding would be held in the same cottage where Rishi's parents had married. The walls still hummed with old vows and happy memories. Krishi and Rishi arrived in the village, eager for quiet together before the big day. When they arrived, they saw village seemed peaceful-golden light, temple bells, jasmine thick as incense. Yet the farmhouse stood too quiet, as if holding its breath. Ramu Kaka, the old caretaker, met them with trembling hands and warnings they didn't want to hear. "That cottage welcomes new beginnings. This farmhouse? It prefers... (lowers voice, his knuckles tightened around his walking stick) repeats.", Ramu Kaka once again warned. Rishi laughed, throwing an arm around Krishi. "What, is it haunted? Ghost stories won't scare us." At first, the farmhouse charmed them: sunlit kitchens, a porch swing creaking like a lullaby. Then they noticed - Their shared bed always smelled of sandalwood and damp earth by morning, no matter how often they changed the sheets. Rishi kept finding raw turmeric stains on his wedding kurta... though he hadn't packed it yet. The stains smelled faintly of river water and rust. Krishi's untouched sindoor vial emptied itself overnight, leaving faint red streaks on her pillow-like someone had tested the color on her hairline. They came to write the first chapter of their love story but as the cottage wedding decorations go up just kilometers away, was this house waiting for their wedding...or was it restless to complete someone else's unfinished rituals?"

Some people fall in love at first sight. She fell in love with a pair of eyes that had been waiting for her long before she was born. When Y/N stumbles upon a forgotten portrait hidden within the walls of an abandoned estate, she can't explain why it feels so familiar-or why the sorrow in those eyes makes her heart ache as if it's mourning someone she has never met. Strange dreams begin to haunt her. A voice she can't remember calls her name. And every step closer to the truth only deepens the feeling that she has loved... and lost... someone before. As the line between past and present begins to blur, Y/N is drawn into a love story that time refused to bury-a story where every reunion carries the weight of countless goodbyes. Some curses imprison the body. Others imprison two hearts that can never stop finding each other. A haunting tale of love, longing, and the unbearable pain of remembering someone the world insists you should have forgotten.

​Pierre is a fixer. Living in the grim, fog-choked streets of the lower district, he can repair almost anything-except his family's empty pockets and his mother's failing health. Desperate to keep her alive, he takes a terrifying gamble: he puts on a dress, applies white face powder, and sneaks into the royal palace as "Petra," the newest maid in the dangerous West Wing. ​But playing a servant among the nobility is a tightrope walk, and things get complicated when he catches the eye of the untouchable Crown Prince Aleric. ​Up close, Pierre's sharp eyes notice things that don't add up. The golden-blonde prince has mannerisms, heavy sighs, and an intense, furnace-like warmth that feel achingly familiar-connecting him to a completely different part of Pierre's life outside the palace walls. ​Suddenly, Pierre finds himself tangled in a web of missing royal gold, a suspicious info-broker who knows way too much, and the suffocating fear of coming dangerously close to losing the only true friend he has left. Surrounded by secrets on all sides, Pierre has to play a high-stakes game of cat-and-mouse to solve the riddles of the palace before his own disguise falls apart. ​Because in a court built on lies, one wrong step won't just get Pierre fired-it will get him killed. (e.g.,updates every Friday!)

-Bloodbound by Moonlight- By BTMetal Lyla Remming has spent her entire life believing she was ordinary. Hidden away in the quiet village of Greyhaven, she's never questioned why her father forbids her from wandering the northern forests or why strangers seem to linger a little too long whenever she passes. But when her home is destroyed in a single, blood-soaked night, Lyla discovers the terrifying truth. She isn't being hunted for what she's done. She's being hunted for what she is. Caught between two immortal worlds on the brink of war, Lyla becomes the centre of an ancient prophecy that could unite-or destroy-humans, vampires, and werewolves forever. On one side stands Malachi Lerch, a centuries-old vampire lord whose quiet kindness hides unimaginable power and a past deeply entwined with Lyla's bloodline. He offers her patience, protection, and a love that asks for nothing except her choice. On the other is Killian Vale, the ruthless Alpha of the Black Moon Pack. Feared across kingdoms for his brutality, Killian is a warrior forged by loss, yet Lyla awakens a tenderness he believed died long ago. He would burn kingdoms before allowing anyone to harm her. As forgotten magic awakens beneath the earth, ancient enemies rise from the shadows, and betrayals threaten every alliance, Lyla must uncover the truth about her mother's secret before the darkness consumes everything she loves. But some destinies demand more than sacrifice. Sometimes they demand your heart. And when loving one immortal could start a war, choosing between two may end the world. (Bloodbound by Moonlight is a dark fantasy romance filled with forbidden love, slow-burning passion, ancient magic, deadly secrets, vampires, werewolves, and an unforgettable love triangle where every choice has a price-and every heartbeat could be the last.)

​The finest things are born from whim and devotion. ​Vivora Lorren DeMoore was the living damsel of her own tale, cherished beyond measure and forged in polished perfection. But the facade of innocence is a blade, and the truth of what she owes is beginning to bleed through. ​Beneath it all, a future not yet spoken and a legacy not yet named have begun to unravel. Whether all that came before was fate is no longer the question. ​Now, the matter of time has become a question of choice.

In a ghost town where cornfields outnumber people, Lieutenant Gianna Park arrests the new guy, Nicolae Badea, for biting her on her first date. When bodies begin to surface-young men found mummified, bitten, and strangled-Gianna suspects the man she once handcuffed. Yet, the evidence refuses to align. The wounds are wrong. The hunger is deliberate. Eighteen years ago, a boy was killed and forgotten. Now the dead are coming back the same way. As Gianna uncovers a hidden world of vampires who police their own kind, she learns that monsters are not defined by blood but by what they choose to feed on. Nicolae Badea claims it was not desire on his part, but restraint. He survives by restraint, faith, and silence. The killer survives by power. Only one of them hunts humans. The Coffin of Nicolae is a gothic crime novel about addiction, romance, and the violence we excuse when it wears a human face-asking what justice means when the law has no language for the truth. And what waits inside Nicolae's coffin. *** Content Warning: This novel includes strong, explicit language and depictions of violence, sexual scenes that some readers may find offensive.

A gothic romance of longing and fate, where love must battle distance, shadows, and the peril of awakening powers. Belle and William once shared everything-childhood secrets, laughter, and a dream to build a chocolate empire brimming with stories. But when William vanished without a word, Belle's world fractured. Six long years passed, each one echoing with silence, until her longing turned into resolve. Now, Belle sets out across shadows and seas to find him. What she discovers is no longer the boy she remembers, but a man cloaked in secrets, his gaze touched by darkness, his presence both magnetic and dangerous. Mysteries of blood and power have shaped William's path, while Belle's own lineage begins to unravel-her ancestry an unknown force, bound to a destiny she never imagined. Every step toward him pulls her deeper into a labyrinth of wonder and dread. Sweet memories blur with haunting revelations, and the bond they once cherished teeters between salvation and ruin. Can Belle and William rebuild the dream that first bound them together-or will the magic that now surrounds them tear their souls apart before their story even begins? Thank you, Nightenghale, for designing the cover and banners.

**"Anne" was never her real name.** Jane Anterio-once the eldest daughter of a noble family-was forced to abandon everything: her name, her status... her life. Now, she lives under a false identity, hidden in plain sight as a servant in the mansion of a mysterious man - **Elian Varker.** A man of power. Of influence. And of secrets no lighter than her own. In the gaslit streets of Victorian London, where society is bound by rigid rules and shadows conceal far more than they reveal, Jane is drawn into a world of hidden identities, buried truths, and a past that refuses to remain forgotten. Because Elian is not a coincidence. He is a part of the story she tried to escape. And as the truth begins to surface-slowly, relentlessly-Jane will have to make an impossible choice: **Trust the man who may be her only protection... or fear that he may be the very reason she was never safe to begin with.** --- Some names are given. Some are earned. And some are the only thing standing between you and a past that wants you destroyed. -

Formerly known as Bulletproof Volume One In the world called the Lively, life is literally a fairy tale, where fairies live in huts and Cinderella gets abandoned by the Prince. A land of happily afters...or is it? In 2018, an adopted fairy princess Flume-Ophelia runs away from her fairy tale world, leaving her life behind. More than two years later, Flume lives a normal life in the Human World away from the consequences of evil and the tight controlling council who wishes to persecute her because of her unique ability to create fire. She spends her days as simply Ophelia, attempting to enjoy her twenties while navigating a pandemic with her roommates. After a planned visit to Neverland to visit her eternally teenaged adopted parents, the kind yet forceful tree nymph Maleficent and the grumpy Peter Pan, Flume-Ophelia discovers an evil villain stealing something valuable in the asylum prison of Wonderland, something that could potentially cause the end of the world. A nineteen-year-old Flume returns to the shattered world she once knew and is reluctantly forced to save the world. But how much will it cost her? #1 in Summertime Sadness Awards ( Fantasy Category) #2 in the Vintage Glamour Awards

***** A gothic Wednesday AU ***** Reichenbach Academy has always thrived on perfection. Pressed Cabernet uniforms. Polished cobblestone. Pristine image. All while something ancient has been buried far beneath its halls. When a student, Daniel Gonzalez, collapses mid-class with glowing, unknown sigils carved into his skin, the administration insists that the situation is contained. But the students know better than to believe them. Thorn Rosales, known for trouble and sarcasm, hears the disturbance long before anyone names it. A song threading through the academy's bones. Xavier Thorpe, haunted by his past at Nevermore, begins drawing the same symbols that have appeared across campus, as if something is guiding his hand. Whether brought together by fate or something far more deliberate, they uncover the truth Reichenbach has spent centuries trying to bury. This is a slow-burn, lore-heavy gothic mystery about power, memory, and the lengths hatred can go. So, Welcome to Reichenbach Academy, where silence is a weapon, and the walls are starting to sing. I am also posting this to royalroad

Isaac Night has cheated death once again, but the price was exorbitant. Along with him and Selena, a curse dormant for four centuries has returned from the grave, hungering to finish what it started. To survive, they must walk through hell, conquer their own weaknesses, and evolve into the embodiment of pure power. But is it possible to retain one's humanity when fueled by a thirst for vengeance for thirty years spent in a coffin? The chain of events has already been set in motion, and its links lead straight to the doorstep of the Addams and Frump families. ATTENTION! The story features not only Isaac in the lead role, but also an original female character (whose appearance and powers are inspired by a young Wanda Maximoff), who also occupies a significant place in the plot. Please take this into account before you begin reading. ~~~ My TikTok: @shiwwwwwwt1 (edits with fanfic) My 2 TikTok: @shiwwwwwwt (Isaac/Owen fan acc)

(DRAFTING) She woke on the floor of a ruined church with no name, no past, and one command burning in her skull: Kill the Sovereign. Beyond the black woods, a castle sleeps beneath a Shroud of her own making - sealed like a tomb, and patient as one. Its lord keeps her, and sets a single price on her life: unmake what she has made. A cold man, hollowed by a grief he will not name, with winter in his silences. And the castle deceives. Corridors that circle. Doors that vanish. A house that hides exactly what she needs to find. Remember who she was. Master what she is. Outwit the walls. Kill the Sovereign. She could almost manage it - if the Sovereign weren't beginning to look like someone she loves.