"Our next is a girl of eighteen summers. She has smooth, unblemished skin and has been schooled in the arts of love and seduction. But most of all, she is untouched." my auctioneer and captor said as he paraded me in front of the men. They eyed their fill of my body but they were forbidden to touch. "Bidding starts at two hundred pieces of silver." I was returned towards the stage as the men stated their prices. I was a rare commodity: a slave girl yet untouched, eighteen, fertile when the land has been struck with a plague that left women barren. The price for me reached eight hundred silver coins and many have already backed down. "Two hundred gold coins!" a man spoke up. It was he, the man who stared at me with passion and desire in his eyes moments ago. That was quite a sum for a slave! "Two hundred gold coins going once, twice... Sold to the King of Ivaris!" the auctioneer shouted. There it was. My fate was sealed. I am a love slave and it is just my luck that I am sold to the same cruel king that destroyed my kingdom. *A story of love, of gods and goddesses, of reincarnation and magic, intrigue and betrayal, of kings and war...*

Would you treat those you care about differently if you found out their origin? The ADA and Port mafia are shocked when the origin of their enigmatic goofball genius comes to light. But he and his counterpart V cant control themselves forever. hello! Bungo stray dogs and Murder Drones are currently my obsessions so hear's a way i combined them. i love my imagination sometimes

collection of yandere supernatural x reader stories pics are not mine. mature content warning ⚠️ //don't steal or repost my work//

I'm sure you have heard of the phantom sixth man Kuroko Tetsuya before. But have you heard of the Generation of Miracles seventh player? Well I'm sure you have I mean she is the Basketball Empress. Emiko Archer She used to play with the colourful bunch of basketball players. But after all of them slowly started changing, she decided to leave for America. And didn't come back until a year later. But now that she's back, she has to face her former teammates, while making new ones at the same time. Won't this girl ever catch a break? I'd like to remind you that kuroko no basket does not belong to me. The only thing that belongs to me, is Emiko. Also please do not copy this story, or post it on another site. Thank you. Hope you enjoy reading. Also non of the pictures that I post unless stated otherwise belong to me. Thank you

"(y/n)..." "I'm sorry but do I know you..?" Dissociative amnesia happens when a person blocks out memories that are associated with a stressful and/or traumatic event leaving them unable to remember important personal information. Cover drawn by me :)

{Former title: Under the mask} 250 years ago, an upper demon cursed the Hinata family, leading them to their deaths before reaching the age of 30. And up to now, they still haven't broke free form the curse. ⚔️__________________________⚔️ Shiyu Hinata, is the twin sister of Shoyo Hinata and the 17th generation Moon Hashira of the Hinata family. She left home 7 years ago in replacement of her twin brother and never came back nor contacted them after 4 years when she received a mission from Oyakata-sama, saying that involves protecting her hometown, Miyagi. In attempt to live a 'normal teenage life', she attended Karasuno but with a slight twist...she was blindfolded. What would Karasuno react if they found out about Shoyo's twin sister? What would they do if they found out that Shiyu isn't blind at all? What would they say if they know that Shiyu's occupation in the corps? What would they say after they uncover all the secrets Shoyo hid from them? "Shiyu...what was that?!" Their faces looked horrified as they looked at Shiyu with questioning gazes "Who are you really?" "I am-"

Beautiful, Intelligent, postotic, a sadist among the people of Japan well known as the bleeding rose not bound to any Mafia or organization and seating on the throne of number one assassin in Japan {Y/n, L/n } a true mystery having no knowledge about your identity, name or who you really are until a situation has made you have no choice but to accept what the heck was going on.