The Shadowed

Lady Kathryn McGregor knew her heart was stolen the first time she saw this handsome knight. When he gallantly came to her rescue, she knew there would be no one for her but him. His parting words to her, she could still hear his voice clearly as that fateful day so long ago. She too looked forward to the day that they would meet once again.Sir Grant McKenna, seducer of women and a fierce warrior. Fourth born son to Clan McKenna, there was no need to marry or produce an heir, a proclaimed bachelor is what he was. Haunted he was in his dreams of a lass with soft doe eyes and hair the colour of chestnuts. He knew they were just dreams for didn't recall meeting a lass as bonny as she.Will destiny seal Grant's fate? Do dreams ever come true? Perhaps they will for Grant and Kathryn.

An alternate Jason Uchiha timeline

Vampires and werewolves just don't mix. Everyone knows that. But what happens when a murderous vampire and an abused Alpha find the word "Soul Mate" associated between them? Seventeen year old vampire, Haleigh Glory, is very different from the other vampires and she knew that, with her unusual golden hair.The werewolves want her, and especially one certain Alpha won't stop at anything to keep her by his side..

❝She kills without second thought.❞•Micajah's PoV: "Ah!" I shout out in pain, unable to hold it in any longer. I clutch my hand to my injured leg and cry out desperately when another blow is landed to my other leg. Tears of pain gather in the corners of my eyes, and I curl into a ball of humiliation, trying to shield myself from the bullies."You worthless piece of shit," He says menacingly, his muddy brown eyes set in a hard glare aimed at me. I flinch when I see Chance pulling back his fist, raising my arms in defense. But to my utter surprise, the blow never comes.Instead, a sickening 'crunch' resonates through the hallway, surprising me. I tentatively open my eyes once again, cautiously peeking from behind raised arms. What- or more correctly who I see takes my breath away, every fiber of my being stirring at the incandescent sight.There, standing there like an avenging angel over the groaning body of Chance in the floor is a girl. But 'girl' would be too simple of a word to describe her. Her red hair flows down in luscious curls, framing her heart-shaped face, which is set in a furious scowl. Her feline eyes are a stormy grey, the electricity in them, static. Her sharp, straight nose accenting her full pink lips that are shaped like a cupid's bow with such a perfection, giving her an ethereal look. No, the person before me is not a girl. She's a Goddess.The jocks bow their heads in submission, murmurs of "Alpha," passing around the group. My Wolf gets agitated and keeps on saying something but I ignore his persistent calls, as my fogged brain is unable to register anything except the exotic beauty standing before me.Her steel grey eyes roam around the circle in one swift movement before they settle on me, darkening, yet instantly softening at the same time. Finally, her pink lips part to let one word escape them, the one word that changes my life."Mine,"•Completed ✔️MICAJAH IS A GUY's NAME #5 in WEREWOLF#1 in TEEN FICTION

"Whisper of the Muse" is a phrase often used to describe the subtle, inspiring influence that creative individuals attribute to their source of inspiration. It signifies the gentle, almost ethereal guidance or ideas that seem to come from a deeper place when creating art, writing, or music. The muse can be seen as a symbol of creativity, sparking ideas and helping artists channel their emotions and thoughts into their work. It's a concept that's been part of artistic discourse for centuries, representing the mysterious and sometimes elusive nature of inspiration.It's a collection of poetry. If there is any mistake, please correct me. Thank you 😊, ENJOY READING...

#4th Rank in #spouse. Arsalan Abid Khan. He is silent but sometimes boldness is his nature. A very dominant person but kind hearted too. Loves his family a lot. An introvert. Only open up with his family members. Has a wish to do an arranged marriage. Carries a lot of love for his spouse. Zubariya Sahir Khan. She is a silent girl but sometimes out spoken. A very shy and introvert. Loves her family a lot. Her brothers are her life. Will marry the man whom her parents will choose. Respects and Love her future husband alot. Let's join the journey of these two birds who are unaware of each other. Who love their families alot. Who have wishes to marry with their parent's choice. Let's see how they fall for each other when they haven't even met for once. How their heart tingles. How they feel meeting each other. Hope we all have a good time while going through their path of love. :) (:Started- 15-01-2021Completed- 07-03-2021

Stop no I can't be with you, you're a vampire a blood sucking immortal. I understand that you like me, but I just don't feel the same about you. You also kidnapped me and expect me to like you right away....Julie Sanchez was walking home on a dark stormy night, then their is Leo. The prince of Vampires and the strongest decides to follow her. Soon coming up with the idea of kidnapping her.

"She is just a faker, all that acting, all that stuff about liking you, about loving you. Are nothing but lies." Sanemi nodded "Shit, she was the one who gave us the idea to wait until you were totally in love with her and then break you." Shinobu Kocho will never wipe from her memories the face of a betrayed man. Specially when it comes to Him. Those blue eyes that she cherishes so much refused to believe what that man said, they trembled and teared up. His hands became heavy and his throat couldn't produce a single sound. "And you know what?" Sanemi exploded into a maniac laughing "IT WAS SO FUCKING WORTHY, LOOK AT YOUR FACE." Shinobu tried to say something, anything or whatever word she could blabber. But it never came. That pained expression, those hurt eyes that reflected his shattered heart. How could she say something to him? She already lied enough."Is that true, Kocho?" A snicker escaped his trembling lips as Giyu tried to keep his voice from breaking "That is just one of your jokes, right? Right...?"Shinobu felt a tear rolling down her cheek. She couldn't deny it anymore. She was the real monster.