Lass Stories

I love women and so does shrek.

The Quarter is quiet. Marcellus controls the vampires. The wolves live like outcasts in the Bayou. The Witches have a rocky peace with the vampires. The Mikaelsons raise Hope in their family home. All is peaceful, quiet despite the minor disputes. However the newest Scottish visitors have a long history that they plan on bringing to town. --- "They don't like the idea of new vampires in New Orleans." He reports shamefully, holding his head downwards. The butler seemed as though fearing for his life. I hold the lavender ball gown up to my chest, looking at myself in the floor length mirror. "On the contrary, dear Joseph," I pause, listening as my sweet Scottish accented voice floats around the room in tranquility​. I turn to him, my ice eyes resting on him. "We are very, very old vampires." I drop the dress, and the butler looks up in fear. My movements are as fast as a striking snake, tearing out his throat in such a swift movement there's barely any mess. I look into his eyes as he raises his hands to his neck, falling to the ground in a light thump. I walk back and pick up the lavender dress, admiring my smiling reflection in the mirror as the tragically human butler bleeds out onto the expensive Russian rug. --- Some plot lines and moments of the Originals has been altered for this story. Camille is human (alive). Marcel is not a super vamp. However, Hope is seven years old. I only own the events and Characters I design, the rest all belong to the CW and the wonderful writers. Edit:: The Title has been changed from Casket Crowns to Her Majesty The reasoning is that the characters designed in this story are being used in a series of novels that will NOT be fan fictions. If you're interested in Merida and her brothers furthermore, stay tuned for the actual Fiction/Fantasy book I'll publish on my profile. August 10, 2020 UPDATE: This story is old, I started it several years ago and therefore has many flaws. Read at your own risk.

Delaney Yale had everything. If you asked her, she would tell you that she had lovely marriage and everything was lovely and life was lovely. She was right. She was right until she wasn't.

Soon... Photo not mine credits to the rightful owner.

we live in times where we have to know a word is more than a word itself once it is uttered

What will happen when someone from your past, came back? Would it please you? Or would it be the opposite? Join Lucie Éclair with her loyal maiden, Charlotte to unravel the truth about their past while discovering a secret past about their beloved kingdom!

Onde a caçada vai à um circo para relaxar, mas Arme só consegue se preocupar com Lass. >Lass/Arme< *Escrita em 2019* *Postada também no Nyah! e Spirit*

This is a collection of poems I have written throughout the years. I am not a poet but I do enjoy dabbling.

Almost Still Ours is a quiet heartbreak wrapped in a love that never truly left. After a sudden and unexplained breakup, Faeya spends a year searching for answers, only to uncover a painful truth-Deio didn't stop loving her. He was simply disappearing. In the aftermath of silence, memories, and an unexpected reunion, Faeya learns that real love sometimes lets go... not because it ends, but because it endures in the most selfless way.

No fundo você sabe, criança, que você não é nada... *Escrita em 2019*

What is Jack the killer never really stopped? What if they left England. To pursue his latest victim. The one that got away...

Storia Fantasy ispirata alla saga degli x-man. Fantasy story inspired by the X-Men saga.

The Invisible Infinity Claymore 3. Fury Lass gives the Invisible Infinity Claymore to a Jewish villager in NAZI occupied Poland in WW2.

Para Lass, ela era perfeita. E para Elesis, ele era imprescindível. *Escrita em 2019* *Postada também no Nyah! e Spirit*

Manik looked at her face and caressed it for a while and everything was off her now. Bare. She was naked. Even her emotions were naked. Manik smiled at her and kissed her roughly on her forehead before making his way to her neck and biting her there, feasting on her. It was his to enjoy and ravish. Mafia's were never taught to be gentle in anyway, everything should be done roughly till they start to love that roughness and even if they are about to die, roughness should reside in their death too. Manik ripped his own clothes and was naked infront of Nandini, smiling at her. A smile that sent every nerve in her body to bath in fear. Shivers ran through her.

"Don't play with fire it will render your beauty, Princess Cassandra." " And don't you turn your mouth over me, you will be buried deep into the burning flames of hell." And the sword clashes the neck in two. The healer of the ancient legend is here unknown, wandering into the Bliss of dark. Athelia has been raised by her mother Blaise, and when she gets exposed to the outer world, she seeks someone's Bliss. A familiar Bliss. Dorian, will be there Always there. But he never left any clue of his presence. How will Athelia seek the truth in the kingdom of CHAOS with her Magick of Oblivion.

This is crossover on TV shows Criminal Minds and Dead like me. Hotch will visit Der Waffle Haus to eat breakfast after a hard sleepless nights spent over the case of kidnapping of girl, whom they just couldn't save, when suddenly it seemed to him that he saw a familiar face.