Demy
She/Her

Stories

    When the Enemy Became My Protector

    Draco Malfoy breaks Y/Ns heart when she catches him cheating, leaving her devastated and determined to hide her pain. But when her sworn enemy, River Lestrange, discovers what Draco did, his hatred for Y/N suddenly takes a backseat to a fury he can’t explain. And when Y/N finds River beating Draco for what he did, she begins to wonder if her greatest enemy might secretly be the one person willing to protect her.

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    🩸💋Velvet & Venom🗡️🖤

    In the glittering, depraved chaos of Hell, Y/N finds herself caught between Angel Dust’s reckless friendship and Valentino’s dangerous world of power, temptation, and control. What starts as a simple job quickly spirals into a web of loyalty, secrets, jealousy, and emotions that neither Heaven nor Hell could prepare her for. In a place where love can be a weapon and trust can cost you everything, Y/N has to decide exactly how much of herself she’s willing to lose to survive Hell.

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    The Devil at Negan’s Door

    She walked into the Sanctuary alone, fearless, beautiful, and carrying a crossbow instead of a white flag. When Negan sees the mysterious 18-year-old survivor standing unafraid at his gates, curiosity quickly turns into fascination. But behind her breathtaking beauty is a ruthless survivor—and Negan is about to discover that underestimating her could be his biggest mistake.

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    🔥😈 Devil In Disguise 🖤🎭

    She’s a detective who can see through every lie—except the one wearing the most charming smile in Los Angeles. Lucifer Morningstar is temptation wrapped in a tailored suit, and Y/N is determined to uncover what he’s hiding. But the closer she gets to the truth, the harder it becomes to tell where the investigation ends and the attraction begins. Because sometimes the Devil doesn’t hide in the darkness… he walks straight into your life with a smile.

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    The Singer Girl

    Bobby Singer never wanted his daughter to become a hunter. But growing up surrounded by monsters, weapons, lore, and two Winchester brothers made that decision for her. At eighteen, Y/N Singer has spent her entire life learning how to survive the supernatural. Armed with a sharp tongue, a stubborn streak, and more weapons than Dean Winchester thinks any teenager should own, she’s determined to prove she’s more than just Bobby’s little girl. When a strange series of brutal deaths leads Y/N, Sam, and Dean to a mysterious binding sigil, they uncover something that was never supposed to escape. Now the Singer girl is stepping into the fight alongside the Winchesters—whether Bobby likes it or not. She isn’t just the daughter of a hunter. She’s a hunter in her own right.

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    The red wolf ❤️🐺

    THE RED WOLF The first thing Jacob Black noticed about you was that you didn’t run from him. The second was your eyes. They glowed like burning amber beneath the trees as you stood completely still, watching him from across the clearing. Jacob shifted uneasily. “You gonna tell me what the hell you are?” You smiled. “Something older than you.” Before he could respond, your bones cracked. Your body surged forward, fur erupting across your skin as your silhouette expanded into something far larger than an ordinary wolf. Four paws slammed into the earth, and when you lifted your head, Jacob froze. Your fur was deep crimson—almost black in the shadows, but unmistakably red beneath the moonlight. Your eyes burned gold, and your claws dug into the soil. Jacob stared. “Holy shit.” You growled. He immediately raised his hands. “Okay. Noted. Don’t piss off the giant red wolf.” You padded toward him until you stood nearly twice his size. Then, unexpectedly, you nudged his shoulder with your muzzle. Jacob blinked. “You’re friendly?” You huffed. “That’s a yes?” You transformed back, standing before him with a crooked smile. “I’m a firstborn.” Jacob’s expression changed. “The first?” You nodded. “The bloodline started with wolves like me. Before the packs. Before the legends got twisted into stories.” Jacob studied you for a moment. “So you’re basically the original werewolf.” “Lycan,” you corrected. “Right. Sorry.” He grinned. “Original badass Lycan.” You laughed. From that night on, Jacob couldn’t stay away. You hunted together. Raced through the forest. Sat beside the ocean until sunrise. And whenever Jacob transformed, you were always waiting for him. But one night, everything changed. A group of vampires crossed onto Quileute territory. Jacob immediately shifted. You stepped in front of him. Your eyes flashed gold. “Stay behind me.” Jacob’s massive black wolf growled in protest. You turned toward him. “Jacob.” He stopped. The forest

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