The story of Hades and Persephone... "Who are you?" "This is your dream, remember? Tell me who I am..." he said, absently coiling a tendril of her long hair around a finger. She narrowed her eyes at him. "If this is my dream, oneiroi, then answer my question. Who are you?" The voice of a natural ruler, he thought. He leaned down and whispered in her ear. "I am your lord husband."

In a world where the day you will die is discovered on the day you are born, and that knowledge shared with but a touch, Jenny Thompson wants nothing more than to be able to go through the school year without being noticed and, more importantly, without letting anyone know the truth.

M/M. Ethan is struggling through high school with anxiety and his sexuality-so what happens when an anonymous classmate wants to build a relationship, without Ethan even seeing his face or knowing his name?

When Annette is captured and wed to the king of another world, she plans to escape anyway she can. Alaric is the immortal king of Torva. He's cold, brutal, and in need of a queen. Annette isn't what he expected, but he's never lost a battle & he most certainly won't lose to a 17 year-old mortal. As Annette fights him at every turn, he tries to forcefully tame her. Who will succeed?

First, the kissing sounds. Then: "It's longer than I expected it to be. Can I touch it?... The skin is smooth - it's so hard - " And that's the conversation (between my principal and teacher, unfortunately) that I was forced to listen to as I hid in a cupboard in said principal's office. With my infuriating but attractive childhood nemesis of all people. God help me. [One-shot]