undead

A lonely girl wished for a friend, a lonely boy wished for a companion. Accidental magic is a powerful thing.Every night Hermione dreams of a boy who thinks he’s a wizard. A strange English girl keeps bypassing the wards and visiting Gellert in his family home.With so much in common, they were bound to become friends.

Jaskier’s kingdom is conquered by the merciless warlord known as the White Wolf. The fearsome wolf decides to take Jaskier as a prize to marry him. Jaskier has been abused all his life and supposes going with the wolf will make very little difference. Note about rape/non-con: While no rape is explicitly described, there is an attempted rape and referenced/heavily implied rape and sexual abuse. This fic deals with the aftermath of sexual, physical, and emotional abuse and therefore can be quite triggering to some. Please be aware before choosing to read. ❤️

Two years after retrieving his brother's body from the Gate of Truth Edward Elric is still paying the price. Will his debt ever be repaid, or will it finally cost him everything? (Originally published 2007 on fanfiction.net and livejournal)

The tragedy that befell Lucerys Velaryon at Storm’s End was never planned, on this all of our sources agree. The first battles in the Dance of the Dragons were fought with quills and ravens, with threats and promises, decrees and blandishments. The murder of Lord Beesbury at the green council was not yet widely known; most believed his lordship to be languishing in some dungeon. Whilst sundry familiar faces were no longer seen about court, no heads had appeared above the castle gates, and many still hoped that that the question of succession might be resolved peaceably. The Stranger had other plans. For surely it was his dread hand behind the ill chance that brought the two princelings together at Storm’s End, when the dragon Arrax raced before a gathering storm to deliver Lucerys Velaryon to the safety of the castle yard, only to find Aemond Targaryen there before him. And with Lucerys's death, the war of ravens and envoys and marriage pacts came to an end, and the war of fire and blood began in earnest. Or, Lucerys is killed over Shipbreaker Bay as he was always fated to be. Only this time he doesn't stay dead. Mostly.

Imagine, if you will, a world created by an uncontrollably horny overgoddess. Imagine she filled that world with all the creatures, cultures, and perils we have come to expect from a fantasy world but the overwhelming majority of life is equipped with breasts of unfathomable size and a body built to fuck. Imagine if this goddess unleashed a handful of mortal men into this world with a sliver of her divine lust and the tools needed to express it. Finally, imagine if one of those men wrote a book, a guide to fucking every monster the world has to offer. That man is Bardson Everdale, and this is that book.

>>HIATUS DUE TO AUTHOR ILLNESS Growing up fairly isolated in Australia, Felix wasn’t quite used to the bustling human world just yet. Being of both fae and human witch lineage, he was determined to use his unique abilities to make a name for himself so he packed up his belongings and along with his brushtail possum familiar Alfie he set off to enroll in a specialty college 7,000 km away in Seoul. Having only been in the city a short while and in need of a place to stay, his eyes scanned the campus community board to no avail. It was only when a sudden chill ran through him that he noticed a young man pinning up a notice advertising a guest house nearby. Minho was a human witch who had just recently inherited an old decrepit guest house and had been having trouble actually attracting any guests. To say he was desperate would have been an understatement. “Wow that price seems almost too good to be true...” Felix huffed. “But me 'n Alfie just got into town and are in need of a place to stay.” “You’re in luck! We happen to have some vacancy!” Minho replied. “You don’t mind cats, do you?” But what Minho failed to disclose was that no prior guest had lasted longer than a single night...

Delve into the world of passion with monsters in this steamy monster erotica collection! Believe or not, but monsters also need a piece of love. Strange but true.Contains adult content. Only 18+ please.

written for quickreaver's prompt : They say those Winchester boys're crazy. Drive around in a big black beast and drink too much and laugh about mean things. They say their daddy's worse, but you never see him. He's just a voice on the other end of the phone or a darker shape in the back seat of their dark car.They say John Winchester died two years ago.

Koltira and Thassarian have had a long and drawn out history with one another. In the end, really, all they have is one another. This story is inspired by a bit of quest which occurs in Cataclysm in Andorhal. Spoilers for Cataclysm Beta, Spoilers.