๐ฉธ Random people keep bowing to her. ๐ค Thereโs a mark burning on her hip. ๐ฅ And somewhere beneath the Earth, the Devil just rose from his throne. โ Hell found its Queen. ๐ค He found his wife.
Youโre new to Vhalor Academy. Azrath Morningstar, Luciferโs son and heir to Hell, has spent years wanting absolutely no one. Then he sees you across the Grand Hall. Thirty seconds later, heโs standing beside your chair telling someone to move. Apparently, Morningstar wants you.
Your car breaks down in the mountains, so you take an old trail back toward town. Unfortunately, it crosses werewolf territory. More unfortunately, the entire pack can smell that youโre the worldโs only True Luna. Their Alpha smells something else. His mate. And heโs been waiting twenty-four years for you.
(I am so sorry but I wanted ts so bad after seeing a TikTok w all of them๐คฃ๐ค๐ป) ๐บ๐ ๊ฐษชแดแดษชแดษด ๊ฑสแดแดสแด ๊ฑแดแดส ๊ฐษชแดแดษชแดษด ๐๐บ {y/n} goes to sleep in a normal apartment. They wake up to fifteen fictional men from their favorite shows, movies, games and anime standing in their living room. Every single one is real. Every single one is completely himself. And every single one believes he is {y/n}โs boyfriend. Unfortunately, {y/n} has never dated any of them. Because they were supposed to be ๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐. ๐ Fifteen men. ๐ Fifteen boyfriends. ๐ One apartment. ๐บ Zero fucking explanations.
Welcome to Mystic Falls, where vampires, witches, werewolves, hybrids, hunters, and humans live tangled together beneath the surface of an ordinary Virginia town. Youโre new here, and on your first night, you find yourself at the Mystic Grill with no idea where one night out might lead. There is no assigned love interest, best friend, enemy, or predetermined path. Befriend anyone. Romance anyone. Make enemies. Start rivalries. Break hearts. Earn trust. Betray it. Get dragged into supernatural chaos or create some of your own. Your identity, your supernatural status, your relationships, and your choices are entirely yours. Everyone in Mystic Falls already has a life. Now you get to decide where you fit into it.
Thor Odinson has had a daughter for twenty-two years. Apparently, nobody thought to ask. โก Raised on Asgard by Thor and Lady Sif, {y/n} grew up between gods, warriors, Lokiโs terrible influence and a massive enchanted Uru blade resting casually across her shoulder. The Avengers know none of this. Until a mission goes violently wrong, Thor is called in for backupโฆ and {y/n} follows him through the fading Bifrost. One battlefield. One furious father. Several completely stunned Avengers. โDaughter?โ Thor looks offended. โSince she was born, Steven.โ ๐ฉ๏ธ๐ก๏ธ Now New Asgard and the Avengers are colliding, Realm magic is becoming everybodyโs problem, and {y/n} has an entire roster of heroes, assassins, gods and disasters waiting to see what happens next. No assigned love interest. No predetermined endgame. Just chaos. โก๐ค
โก๐ ๐ฉ๐จ๐ซ ๐ฏ๐ผ๐บ๐ฉ๐จ๐ต๐ซ ๐ป๐ฏ๐ถ๐น ๐โก Thor has spent years disappearing to Midgard while {y/n} stayed behind ruling Asgard and raising their three children. Then he misses the one thing he absolutely could not. โ๏ธ Eirikโs Oath of the Nine. His seventeen-year-old sonโs formal recognition as heir, warrior and future King. Thor promised he would come home. He didnโt. So {y/n} stops waiting. ๐ฉ๏ธ She takes Eirik, their foul-mouthed fifteen-year-old lightning menace Sigrid, and six-year-old Alva straight to Earth. No warning. No invitation. No patience left. The Avengers are about to discover Thor has had an entire wife and three children this whole time. And Thor is about to discover that being the God of Thunder does absolutely nothing to protect him from a furious Queen, one pissed-off heir, one Asgardian teenage menace... โฆand one tiny daughter who still just wants her Papa. โก๐๏ธ
๐ฉโฑ๐ช ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐. ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐. ๐ฉธ Lucifer Morningstar sends his only daughter to a supernatural university on Earth. Unfortunately for his blood pressure, a vampire, werewolf, fallen angel, demon, necromancer & warlock all fall for her. ๐๐๐ซ๐. ๐ ๐๐ฌ๐ญ. ๐๐ญ ๐ญ๐ก๐ ๐ฌ๐๐ฆ๐ ๐๐ฎ๐๐ค๐ข๐ง๐ ๐ญ๐ข๐ฆ๐. ๐ฅ
Cole Kensington has spent three years ignoring every girl on campus. Then, on Y/Nโs first day, she accidentally walks straight into his chest. He catches her by the waist, looks down at her, and suddenly the man who hates being touched has one very serious problem: he doesnโt want to let her go.
โ๏ธโโกโกโโ๏ธ Far above Pandoraโs clouds lives the Tsayrina โ a hidden mountain clan of pale Naโvi, deadly Vaerak riders, and sacred crystal peaks untouched by the Sky People. When Jake Sully brings his family to their mountains begging for sanctuary, Neteyam expects danger. He does not expect {y/n}. The Oloโeyktanโs daughter. The Child of Eywaโs Breath. The only Naโvi alive who can reach into a storm and make the lightning answer. And from the moment Neteyam sees her, he cannot stop looking. โ๏ธ Sanctuary was supposed to keep his family alive. โก Falling for the storm was never part of the plan.
Sebastian Ashford has spent years earning his reputation as the Unattainable Duke: a notorious rake who wants nothing to do with love or marriage. But when Y/N enters their first London season, one glimpse across a crowded ballroom is enough to unravel the control he has spent a lifetime perfecting.
You only came to Redpine for their new Alphaโs Ascension Weekend. Instead, she walks into the celebration and four wolves immediately recognize her as their mate. The Alpha. The Beta. The Gamma. The Enforcer. One mate is normal. Four is fucking unheard of.
(Part twooo๐ค๐) ๐บ๐ฉธ ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐. One second, {y/n} is in the real world watching fictional men on a screen. The next, the television drags her straight through. She lands in an apocalypse where dozens of fictional worlds have been stitched together, monsters rule the ruins, and whatever species or powers the player chooses for {y/n} suddenly become real. Then she finds the estate. A massive fortified compound protected by walls, magic, weapons, supernatural power... and Vermax stretched across the roof because apparently subtlety died first. Inside are fifteen men {y/n} recognizes immediately. Jace Velaryon. Dean Winchester. Sukuna. Jake Sully. Edward Cullen. Eren Yeager. Nightwing. Geto. Lucifer Morningstar. Klaus Mikaelson. Thomas Shelby. Massimo Torricelli. Bucky Barnes. Loki. Draco Malfoy. They recognize her too. Not as a stranger. Not as someone who just fell out of another reality. As their wife. ๐ป๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐. They remember years of loving her, fighting beside her, sleeping beside her and surviving the apocalypse together. {y/n} remembers watching them on TV. And somewhere beneath the static, monsters and collapsing reality... something is still watching back. ๐บโ ๏ธ๐
๐ ๐๐๐๐๐ก๐ ๐ฃ๐๐ ๐๐ก๐๐๐๐๐ข ๐๐๐๐๐ ๐ฉธ King Viserys still lives. Rhaenyra is still his heir. Aegon wears no crown. And the dragons have not yet gone to war. But inside the Red Keep, House Targaryen is already splitting in two. ๐ค ๐ป๐๐ ๐ฉ๐๐๐๐๐. ๐ ๐ป๐๐ ๐ฎ๐๐๐๐๐. Forced beneath the same roof by a dying king desperate to save his family, old grudges sharpen, alliances form, and every feast feels one insult away from bloodshed. Then {y/n} arrives. The last living member of ancient House Aeravys. The sole heir to a forgotten Valyrian bloodline. And rider of Vaerax, a massive ancestral dragon powerful enough to make both sides pay attention. She belongs to neither faction. She has promised herself to no one. And suddenly, everyone inside the Red Keep has a reason to know her. Friendship. Rivalry. Politics. Desire. Jealousy. Marriage. Power. There is no predetermined side. No predetermined love interest. No fixed ending. Because this time, history has gained someone it never accounted for. And before the dragons dance... ๐ฅ ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐. ๐ฅ
โฆ She kissed Benedict Bridgerton once. Disappearing afterward was her first mistake. ๐๐ฏ๏ธ No name. ๐ซ๏ธ No face. ๐ญ One unforgettable kiss. ๐ One VERY obsessed artist. ๐จ London, good fucking luck.
โก๏ธ Thor Odinson has been married for twenty-two years. Apparently, nobody thought to ask. ๐ While the Avengers know almost everything about the God of Thunder, somehow none of them know about the woman waiting for him in New Asgard. Y/N has loved Thor since long before Earth knew his name. She survived Asgard, Ragnarรถk, war, gods, monstersโand twenty-two years of being married to the loudest man in the Nine Realms. Then one mission brings her face-to-face with the Avengers. Thor immediately pulls her into his arms. Tony stares. Steve freezes. Loki starts laughing. โWho is she?โ Thor looks genuinely confused. โMy wife.โ Silence. โYOUR WHAT?โ
๐ฉธ๐ฏ๏ธ ๐ป๐๐ ๐ฉ๐๐๐๐ ๐ป๐๐๐ ๐พ๐๐๐ ๐ป๐๐๐ ๐ฏ๏ธ๐ฉธ โ๏ธ ๐บ๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐ . ๐ฉธ ๐ป๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐. Kidnapped and dragged into a hidden vampire auction beneath the city, {y/n} expects the worst when her palm is cut open for the room. Instead, everything stops. Her blood belongs to a human line believed extinct for five hundred yearsโone bound by ancient oath to House Delacour. And the moment Raden Delacour, Rafel Faust, and Spencer Bathory scent it, something inside all three of them wakes. One bids. One threatens. One watches. By the end of the night, {y/n} is no longer on the auction block. She is inside House Delacour. Protected by three ancient vampires. Wanted by all three. And hunted by whoever discovered her bloodline first. ๐ค ๐ป๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐. ๐ฉธ ๐ถ๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐. โ๏ธ ๐ถ๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐ ๐ ๐๐๐ .
YOU WERE HUMAN. HE WASNโT. You fell through the ceiling of a Fae Kingโs throne room. Nobody summoned you. Nobody opened a portal. The palace itself brought you there. Then you looked at King Zade. The birthmark on your shoulder started glowing. His wings snapped open. And apparently? Youโre his fucking lifemate. Now the dangerously beautiful Dark Fae King wonโt stop touching you, his entire court is losing its mind, and the ancient palace keeps opening doors for you like it knows something nobody else does. Including why it chose YOU.
๐ฅ ๐ถ๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐. โ๏ธ ๐ถ๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐ . ๐คฐ ๐ถ๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐. You and Colin Bridgerton had been friends for yearsโฆ until the night before he left England, when years of buried tension finally became something neither of you could take back. Then he left. Now your courses are late, your mother knows exactly what happened, and she has one solution before London can discover the scandal: ๐ ๐ด๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐. ๐ฏ๏ธ ๐ธ๐๐๐๐๐๐. ๐คซ ๐จ๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐ ๐๐๐. There is only one problem. Colin has just returned to London. And while you spent months believing he regretted that nightโฆ โค๏ธโ๐ฅ ๐ฏ๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐ ๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐.
๐๐ Loki Laufeyson disappeared from Asgard without telling his Wife where he was going. Again. Then twelve-year-old Aren asks Axyl to find his fatherโฆ and discovers Loki on Midgard in full armor, surrounded by Avengers and threatening to start a war. โ๏ธ So {y/n} goes to collect her husband. She brings their deadpan, magic-wielding son Aren and their completely feral four-year-old daughter Tova, who arrives armed with tiny daggers, green magic and one immediate priority: โก UNCLE THOR. Loki can threaten an entire realm without blinking. Seeing his Wife walk onto Midgard after finding out what heโs done? That terrifies him. ๐ โWife.โ
๐ค๐ฅ ๐ป๐๐๐๐ ๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐. Caiser and {y/n} are enemies. Their dragons are long-lost mates. And when an ancient bond begins bleeding desire between all four of them, hating the enemy gets considerably harder. ๐โ๏ธโค๏ธโ๐ฅ
๐ Tony Stark and {y/n} are officially divorced. Tony justโฆ doesnโt particularly give a fuck. Sheโs still his wife. He still calls her that, still reaches for her waist without thinking, still knows every little thing about her, and still acts personally victimized whenever someone has the audacity to remind him that the word is technically ex-wife now. Their first major event after the divorce should be simple. Black tie. Avengers. Champagne. Cameras. Then Tony looks across the room and sees {y/n} at the bar having a perfectly innocent conversation with Steve Rogers. And suddenly Iron Man has discovered his newest supervillain: another man speaking to his wife. Steve isnโt flirting. {y/n} isnโt doing anything wrong. Tony is still jealous enough to make it everyoneโs problem. Because the divorce may be finalizedโฆ โฆbut Tony Stark has absolutely no intention of letting his marriage stay dead.
New supernatural academy? Easy. New roommate? Fine. Vampires, wolves, witches? Whatever. The 6'6 phoenix staring at you like he's seen a ghost? Slight problem. Enzo Durant has dreamed of the same girl for twenty-one years. You. And now you're standing in his hallway. His phoenix recognized you immediately. Enzo's still processing. Unfortunately, his version of processing involves glowing eyes, zero personal space, and putting his hands on you every five fucking seconds. Welcome to the Academy. โค๏ธโ๐ฅ
Your ex cheated on you. Apparently that wasn't enough terrible decision-making for one man, because he also betrayed his mercenary team. Now he's missing, they're pissed, and you're the only person he was stupid enough to run back to.
