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Angel
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Ongoing, Unang na-publish Dec 29, 2012
what is it about redheads? their ethereal beauty captivates you, their creamy white skin gives them an angelic aura, their eyes; usually blue or hazel shine bright with a child-like innocence. Its their hair that lovely velvety red that reflects their only flaw...a spirit as fiery as the darkest depths of hell. she will love with the passion of a virgin but hate with all the spite and anger of Zues himself. this is the story of a spirited redhead, Angel
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Claimed by the Viking ni __Jeannette__
13 parte Kumpleto Mature
It must have been a goddess. That he was sure of. In the middle of those dark ashes, a body was laid down, wrapped in a cape that must have been green before but which was now covered in brown because of the ashes. Her face was strikingly pale, of a rare whiteness, but it was also dirtied by the ashes, hiding her cheeks and forehead. But despite those ashes and these dark smudges, one thing was absolutely certain: she was divine. She had a beautiful face with a straight, small nose, lips that were plump even if they were dry and a bit blue from the cold. Her eyes were closed, but her lashes seemed to be long and thick, resting on her cheeks like she was sleeping peacefuly. But all of those traits were not what attracted the Jarl. What did was the streak of hair that rested on her forehead, which had leaked from her hood. Its color was so unique and uncommon for a girl from this country that Tharn remained fixated on it. It was impossible to decide if this girl was a red-head or a blond. It seemed like the gods had not been able to chose in-between those two hair colors and had to give her the tone in between those two: gold. What a waste for such a heavenly creature to be dead, Tharn thought. Well, was he sure she was dead? After kneeling down, he bent over her, placing his fingers on her throat to check if her heart was still beating and placing his cheek in front of her mouth to see if he could feel a breath against his skin. As faint as it was, a light breeze touched him and a slow beat came under his fingers. She was barely alive, but she still was. A sigh of relief escaped him without him controlling it. He had no idea why he was so glad she was alive, but he was sure of one thing : she was coming back with him, and she would be his.
Gingerbread Latte ni pumpkinyara
38 parte Kumpleto
Book #4 in the "Bloodlines & Ashes" series (Can be read as a standalone) I had a plan: Go to college, have lots of sex, and eventually become a doctor. Simple, right? Yeah, well, that was the idea until a family secret came out and flipped my whole world upside down. Fast forward to an accident and a kidney transplant later; I'm left wondering who the hell I even am anymore. That's when she came tumbling into my life. A red-haired stranger on the hospital rooftop, barging into my existential crisis, dragging me-literally-away from the edge. (For the record, I wasn't going to jump. Probably.) She's beautiful, fiery, and...insanely frustrating. She refused to tell me her name, declared my parents must be gay, and walked away like she didn't just turn my entire world upside down. Sounds like the start of a great love story, doesn't it? Here's the problem: she doesn't think so. She's immune to my charm, dismisses me as some campus jock, and seems entirely uninterested in giving me the time of day. Naturally, her rejection only makes me more determined to prove her wrong. Enter the deal: tutoring sessions, gingerbread lattes, and endless chances to show her that I'm more than just a guy with good hair and charm. Her story? I need to know it.
 Her trust? I'll earn it. But the closer I get, the more I realize I'm in way over my head. Because, like they say, too much ginger can give you heartburn-and my heart? It's already hanging by a thread.
DELONIX [COMPLETED] ni whathepeach
5 parte Kumpleto
First day of college: blow up a lab, awaken ancient magic, try not to fall for a vampire. ●●● Red Hathaway thought the worst part of her first day of college would be getting lost. Not blowing up the biochemistry lab. But the explosion was no accident-and neither is Red's life. For nineteen years, she believed she was just an ordinary girl navigating the chaos of school, bullies, and late-night movie marathons. But everything changes the moment her skin cracks with magic and something otherworldly stirs inside her. Red isn't human. She never was. Whisked away under moonlight to Mystic Academy, a hidden university for the supernatural elite, Red is thrown into a world pulsing with ancient magic and dark secrets. Elves with sharp smiles, witches who craft storms, vampires who thirst for more than blood-and werewolves who smell fear. Here, the monsters don't hide under beds. They share your dorm. As Red struggles to control her powers, she finds herself drawn to a dangerously irresistible presence: a seductive vampire with secrets written in blood and a gaze that sees straight through her soul. He might be the key to unlocking her past-or the reason she doesn't survive her future. But something darker hunts her. Something hungry. And if Red doesn't uncover who-or what-she really is, this new world might be the death of her. Magic is calling. So is danger. And Red Hathaway is about to find out what happens when both answer at once.
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Claimed by the Viking

13 parte Kumpleto Mature

It must have been a goddess. That he was sure of. In the middle of those dark ashes, a body was laid down, wrapped in a cape that must have been green before but which was now covered in brown because of the ashes. Her face was strikingly pale, of a rare whiteness, but it was also dirtied by the ashes, hiding her cheeks and forehead. But despite those ashes and these dark smudges, one thing was absolutely certain: she was divine. She had a beautiful face with a straight, small nose, lips that were plump even if they were dry and a bit blue from the cold. Her eyes were closed, but her lashes seemed to be long and thick, resting on her cheeks like she was sleeping peacefuly. But all of those traits were not what attracted the Jarl. What did was the streak of hair that rested on her forehead, which had leaked from her hood. Its color was so unique and uncommon for a girl from this country that Tharn remained fixated on it. It was impossible to decide if this girl was a red-head or a blond. It seemed like the gods had not been able to chose in-between those two hair colors and had to give her the tone in between those two: gold. What a waste for such a heavenly creature to be dead, Tharn thought. Well, was he sure she was dead? After kneeling down, he bent over her, placing his fingers on her throat to check if her heart was still beating and placing his cheek in front of her mouth to see if he could feel a breath against his skin. As faint as it was, a light breeze touched him and a slow beat came under his fingers. She was barely alive, but she still was. A sigh of relief escaped him without him controlling it. He had no idea why he was so glad she was alive, but he was sure of one thing : she was coming back with him, and she would be his.