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James the Tyrant

Leituras 1,046
Votos 52
Capítulos 15
Tempo 1h 38m

Leituras 1,046
Votos 52
Capítulos 15
Tempo 1h 38m

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Prequel to Portrait of A Lost Soul. Explore the fate and destiny of James and Irelia, and discover how the Portrait of the Lost Soul and the pendant came to be.

Irelia, an outcast and captive in a mental institution, needs to fear the Painters that come every night. She is rescued by James but soon she discovers that that isn't a good thing. At all.

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Sympathy For The Devil , de HanaNagato0

Stockholm syndrome story. I didn't mean to hurt him. When I took him, it wasn't out of cruelty. I was lonely. Broken. He reminded me of something I'd lost-kindness, perhaps. He was terrified at first, of course. Chained to the pole, avoiding my gaze like I was a monster. Maybe I was. But then... something changed.

The Vampire Bond, de Leanne_BB

Blake is a vampire nothing but a monster, one that knows he can influence any female into his lair where he can seduce them and have his fun until his hunger needs to be fed. Blake has never believed in the bond, always thought that he would be the one that will never have this curse until now. Serena is the blonde beauty that catches his eyes, that burns his skin, which fills him with pain. Blake is slowly turning into more than a monster, more than a psychopath. Now he knows that no vampire is safe from this burden and neither is Serena. Serena is a just a normal girl who loves to draw, it is her passion to grab a pencil and draw what is deep inside her soul. She has never had any friends, never had a boyfriend, she's never even thought of the idea of having a man in her life until she meets Blake. A connection is there with no doubt, so why does she keep drawing him sadistically? Why is she so scared to be close with him? Why is she suddenly having nightmares of this mysterious guy? Serena's life suddenly changes becoming even more exciting but also more dangerous. Her head is telling her to stay away, that Blake is much too dangerous while her heart telling her different.

The Vampire's Curse, de DB_Cameron

Nora thought the nightmare had ended with Selene's death. She thought she and Sebastian could finally find peace. But peace was just an illusion. Whispers of an ancient evil, long buried in forgotten ruins, stir in the darkness. A deadly force has awakened, and it has set its sights on Nora. The pendant she wears-the last remnant of Selene's magic-isn't just a relic. It's a key. And someone, or something, is determined to use it to break an ancient curse, unleashing a power that could consume the world. As bodies marked with eerie symbols begin appearing, and an assassin delivers a warning from the shadows, Nora and Sebastian realize they are no longer just fighting for themselves. With time running out and betrayal lurking at every turn, they must uncover the truth hidden in bloodstained history. But the deeper they dig, the clearer it becomes-Nora isn't just part of the fight. She is the fight. And in the end, she will have to decide whether to embrace the darkness... or destroy it. The Vampire's Curse is a spellbinding continuation of love, power, and destiny, where the line between salvation and damnation is razor-thin.

Reasons, de KristalKlearSky

Cursed as much as blessed with empathy, Ava Monroe can't help herself when someone needs help, physically or mentally. Her escape from the horrors of people's minds is painting, but painting is exactly what leads her to Max. To be fair, she doesn't know who Max is when she meets him. She is drawn to his tortured soul, like a moth to a flame, and it just might be her undoing. However, Max isn't as willing as her brother was to get help with his PTSS, and his missing leg is a physical reminder to him of the horror in his mind and memory. He is ready to call it quits, but finds someone won't let him, someone who is willing to help him fight his battles. Ava doesn't care how dark and ugly it can get, and she is too stubborn to give up. Can Ava help Max find a reason to live? Or will his tortured soul drag her down with him? *Warning: This story might contain sensitive material. A trigger warning is in effect, as well as a mature audience warning. That is all. Enjoy!*

Hell Hall, de kamerykae

High School. A virtual hell to every pimple covered, greasy haired, knowledge loving kid who walks the halls of the institution. Only a very proud few manage to rise among the ranks to become "the cool kids," snagging the lucky fate of living the best years of their lives up through the twelfth grade. We'll just not tell them what happens after they graduate. In ten years, when the kid the football team swirlied is their boss, they'll realize that it probably would have been better to not be cool when they were teens. But that doesn't matter now. Why you ask? I'll tell you. My name is Bridge, which isn't short for Bridgette, if you were wondering. My parents were assholes when they were younger, I guess. It could have been worse; at least I'm not a piece of fruit or an airline. Unique names can kiss my little undead butt. Oh yeah, that. I'm also dead. No need to apologize—it's not your fault, unless you're the pile of crap who murdered me. If so, could you fill me in on what happened? I'd really like to know how my life ended. The last thing I remember is going out for a milkshake and then, poof! I was here. Where is here, you ask? If you ask any of the adults, it's Harrison's Preparatory Institution for the Gifted and Unknown. If you ask any of the students, it's Hell Hall. That's right, bitches; high school is now back in session.

Soulbound (Bound by Desire #1), de LilaRosa34

What did they mean? I knew who I was, didn't I? I was Rosalia Mallory, a girl left on the doorstep of our town's foster agency to find a new home. From there I went through three homes before at the age of 16 instead of having to live in the group home I secured enough money to, along with the money the foster carers were given for me, to buy an apartment building. Alongside a job bartending and waitressing I had enough money to attend college and am currently studying Religion and Mythology, Creative writing and Art. Just a normal teenage girl with a normal life. But at the same time, I'm not. Who am I? Seems like the most cliché question a teenager can ask right? Except when your missing months, if not years, of your life suddenly that seemingly simple question takes on a whole new meaning. After all, if you don't know your whole past how can you answer that for yourself?

Cursed, de namelesssoul3333

I didn't have to be this. I wasn't supposed to be this. I was made. Everything was taken from me - all because of him. I don't own any characters or any storylines, besides Nyra's. *Mature*

Rediviva, de inesvarnel

Alva speaks for the women whose voices were trapped inside paintings. She creates podcasts, essays, and stories that peel back centuries of silence. Then Gabriel appears and her life cracks open. Dreams turn violent. Memories she's never lived bleed through her sleep. This is not a love story. This is an awakening. A force older than language, older than the body she wears. Blood. Memory. Desire sharp enough to wound. And the feminine power the world tried to bury. But it rises. And so does she.

Painting the Roses Red (An Ib AU), de redwolf220

After the events of Ib, a young lady was trapped in a weird art gallery with a bunch of men. Who will escape this cursed gallery? Will the young lady get back to her sister? Who will survive? Will all of them survive? Or just one of them? "Welcome to my world that's painted with sadness. There's no light of sun There you can't hear any sound at all. Here I'm waiting silently for you, father. Why you were so cruel to left poor Mary alone?"

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Sympathy For The Devil

Stockholm syndrome story. I didn't mean to hurt him. When I took him, it wasn't out of cruelty. I was lonely. Broken. He reminded me of something I'd lost-kindness, perhaps. He was terrified at first, of course. Chained to the pole, avoiding my gaze like I was a monster. Maybe I was. But then... something changed.