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Play with Fire

FayeWinchester1313

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Time 2h 11m

Reads 319
Votes 2
Parts 22
Time 2h 11m

FayeWinchester1313

bestfriends delilah gotham horror jerome jeromevaleska

A dark room. Surrounded by silence. Delilah saw a small glimpse of light.
It was a tank.
She recognized the being inside. She approached the tank to take a closer look.
"Delilah..."
She heard a sing-song whisper. She turned around only to find nothing but darkness behind her. She turned back to face the tank.
His eyes were open.
Delilah jumped back and landed on her backside. She looked up to subject 826. She saw his mouth turn up into a mischievous smile.All Rights Reserved

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WILD BLOOD by bunnyloraaa

Tara shifted slightly in his lap, her arms still wrapped around Lucien's broad shoulders, cheek pressed against the curve of his neck. The silence of her room was a kind of lullaby, warm and full. "You're such a dirty dog," she mumbled against his skin, voice lazy and teasing. Lucien's body rumbled with a laugh - low and pleased - before he pulled back slightly to look down at her. "You say that like it's a bad thing." She squinted at him playfully. "It is. You sneak into my room, bite me, sniff me like some possessed bloodhound..." He smirked. "Don't forget carry you around like a princess." Tara flicked his chest with her finger. "A princess who's seriously considering buying a leash. Maybe even one with spikes." Lucien's eyes sparked with mischief as he leaned in closer, their noses nearly touching. "Promise?" She rolled her eyes but couldn't stop the grin tugging at her lips. "You are incorrigible." "You're the one who keeps letting me in," he whispered, voice feather-light. "Maybe you like your bad dog after all." ____ "Say it," he commanded. She glared, blood trickling from the bite, her body shaking with defiance. "You want me to call you Alpha?" she spat. "Fine." Gothic. Haunted. Disappearing people. And a mansion that breathes. When Tara Lumin's parents buy a forgotten Gothic mansion in the eerie town of Atmani, she and her three boys-Dorian Vexley, Milo Ashbourne, and Pete Thornefield-move in expecting a fresh start. What they get is something... else. Something is wrong with Atmani. The townspeople act like they've seen ghosts. Some deny ever knowing people who vanished just weeks ago. There are names scratched out of yearbooks, family photos with missing faces, and screams in the woods no one investigates. She leaned forward, eyes blazing. "Alpha of assholes. King of mutts. God of rabid mongrels." His grin widened - like her fight only made her more perfect. "That's my girl," he purred. ---

Daisies for Delilah by sxreya

C O M P L E T E D Previously called: They Met On A Sunday ☙❦❧ "Beautiful," he mumbled to himself as he studied the way her hair fell down her shoulders. How her cheekbones sat. How her eyelashes brushed her brow bone. Everything about her. "Hmm?" she sounded out. She heard what he said, but refused to believe he was saying it about her. She was probably hallucinating. She shook her head to try and clear her mind. He watched her in amusement. "Um sorry," she mumbled, "I think I'm hearing things." She laughed awkwardly, letting her eyes stray from his face and look at anything else she could possibly look at. "No you weren't," he corrected her. "You heard right." She lifted her head in surprise and he was already smirking. The glint in his eyes told her that he wasn't lying either. Her heart swelled and she bit her lip instinctively. He groaned. "Fuck Delilah don't do that," his eyes darkened as he admired her plump lips, waiting for the moment he could kiss them. "For my sake." ☙❦❧ A story about a girl who thought she loved a boy; a story about a boy the girl didn't love. ☙❦❧ #1 in the Bouquet Bunch Short Story. Cover by @xtruebeautyx Copyright ©

Me? Crazy? Never by xJeromexValeska

Emma's family moved to Gotham to join the circus. Things are going okay, until she catches Jerome killing his mom. When Jerome gets out of the asylum, he can't get her out of his head. And the crazy thing is, she can't get him out of hers. I threw my mom's cut up, beaten, bloody body under a tarp on a wagon. I know people will eventually find it, but why would they suspect me? I turned around, startled to see Emma standing there with wide eyes.

Jerome Valeska Shorts. by TammySteventon

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Silent Whispers by The_JellybeanQueen

How a young girl named Isabelle Cheranova went from Jerome's lover to Jeremiah's right hand woman, Ecco. Also on my ao3. Same story title.

Mate in the Dungeon (completed) by Farrahz

He slammed the white wolf into the wall. Shift I command. There was no response from the battered body of the beast. After tolerating many blows the wolf was lying unconscious on the floor of the dungeons. At last there was some movement and then it transformed into a beautiful girl of 17. She opened her eyes for a moment and saw an evil smirk plastered on his face. Before blackening out she could feel him picking her up and saying. Now I will have my fun with you mate.

Careful (Short Story) by coreforyou

The moment I set my eyes i knew that I had finally found the girl of my dreams, I probably sounded like a possessed stalker but I wasn't, I was just a guy who had found the girl of his dreams she was so beautiful and carried an aura of calmness with her. Her bright orange hair bobbed up and down as she laughed with a friend that I assumed sitting across from her, I had never been this fixated on a girl before but she was different I had a gut feeling.

Freedom by onebigdumpsterfire

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WILD BLOOD

Tara shifted slightly in his lap, her arms still wrapped around Lucien's broad shoulders, cheek pressed against the curve of his neck. The silence of her room was a kind of lullaby, warm and full. "You're such a dirty dog," she mumbled against his skin, voice lazy and teasing. Lucien's body rumbled with a laugh - low and pleased - before he pulled back slightly to look down at her. "You say that like it's a bad thing." She squinted at him playfully. "It is. You sneak into my room, bite me, sniff me like some possessed bloodhound..." He smirked. "Don't forget carry you around like a princess." Tara flicked his chest with her finger. "A princess who's seriously considering buying a leash. Maybe even one with spikes." Lucien's eyes sparked with mischief as he leaned in closer, their noses nearly touching. "Promise?" She rolled her eyes but couldn't stop the grin tugging at her lips. "You are incorrigible." "You're the one who keeps letting me in," he whispered, voice feather-light. "Maybe you like your bad dog after all." ____ "Say it," he commanded. She glared, blood trickling from the bite, her body shaking with defiance. "You want me to call you Alpha?" she spat. "Fine." Gothic. Haunted. Disappearing people. And a mansion that breathes. When Tara Lumin's parents buy a forgotten Gothic mansion in the eerie town of Atmani, she and her three boys-Dorian Vexley, Milo Ashbourne, and Pete Thornefield-move in expecting a fresh start. What they get is something... else. Something is wrong with Atmani. The townspeople act like they've seen ghosts. Some deny ever knowing people who vanished just weeks ago. There are names scratched out of yearbooks, family photos with missing faces, and screams in the woods no one investigates. She leaned forward, eyes blazing. "Alpha of assholes. King of mutts. God of rabid mongrels." His grin widened - like her fight only made her more perfect. "That's my girl," he purred. ---