After the marriage between Clarke and her mates, the ceremony ends with Clarke being forced to be pleased. But the night is not over, even after Clarke loses consciousness and wakes up later that night.

Clarke wakes up to get ready for the day, when she gets a surprise. (Part of "The foreboding words on your arm," side stories.)

AU future fic. Clarke has been caught again by a special police force for selling drugs. But these officers have something else in mind besides Clarke spending time in jail. And no, Clarke doesn't have a choice about what form of...rehabilitation, she is to be subjected to. Warnings in the author's note at the beginning of the story.

An Ancient Brotherhood and an Ancient Cult brought the world to destruction and Humanity to the edge of extinction, but some few yet lived, encased in two miles of rotating metal above their ashen homeworld. A century later this last refuge is dying...and one girl is willing to do whatever it takes to save it.

Clarke always has had a fascination with Natasha's hourglass symbol. Natasha takes notice.

A promise was a promise. This was something Clarke Griffin had come to live by. And when the queen gave Clarke exactly what it was she asked for, when it came to the protection of her mates? Could Clarke really refuse, when she gave a promise?

Clarke, being the stubborn woman she is, refuses to get to sleep at a reasonable hour. Her mates, however, have an idea about what to do about that. That being? Having their way with her till she's unconscious.

After Clarke Griffin has been a brat and has messed with some of the other heroes on a mission, Natasha, Maria and Dinah all decide to punish her. Clarke can't say she doesn't love the punishment. Not one bit.

They get stuck in a cavern and then get send to the future what would if Hiccup and his friends with their dragons meet Harry Potter and his friends what happen if they met.

The final of the Self-made NSFW alphabet list-for the time being. Eyebrows bounce up.

What did you do when you were an angry kid and you weren't allowed anywhere near the parent that you loved the most. Usually, you were left stewing in your own rage. And that was where Clarke Griffin was, when her mother insisted that they were to move to California so that her mother could be with Markus Kane. Unfortunately for Abby, some people after Clarke, have other plans.

"It'll be okay," Clarke said to Natasha. Natasha pushed back her tears. She wanted to believe what Clarke said. And in her three lovers' arms, breathing in their smell, she could almost believe it.

Clarke could feel the blood leaving her. She knew she was going to die soon. Then she heard screams. She heard a woman's voice speak softly, "Oh, moya lyubov'," and "Don't worry, moya serdtse, you're safe now." (Roughly inspired by WolfHowlRunner61's fics)

After the destruction of Mount Weather, Clarke's fascination with an old legend told by her father leads to her becoming part of a new world

it's an idea I had

Clarke Griffin's soulmates will do anything that will fulfill her desires, this she has known for a long time. However, when her mates walk in on her watching something...illicit, to say the least, she is asked the question of whether or not she would like to have certain...fantasies filled out.

Almost as soon as they smelled the homeless young woman in the alleyway, they knew she was their mate. Unfortunately, she will not be taken with them without a fight. And not with trying to tear their throats out first. Vampire fic.

Clarke has made too many mistakes, has been arrested too many times. Her lovers finally have to turn the heat up. In this specific case, what they have in mind; keeping her captive where they have...endless access to her, actually does nothing but benefit Clarke, and makes her very excited, indeed.

Buffy and her friends never made it to Cleveland. Instead, the bus was sent through a portal and landed them ninety-seven years into the future. This ground is different and dangerous. What will happen to the Hellmouth's survivors?

The four older women looked over the younger woman under them, hunger in their eyes as they watched their prey. Clarke writhed between them. All four women smirked. Soon they would make her moan.

Another tribute to WolfHowlRunner61's work, their vampire series. Clarke is aware of how greedy she is for everything. And she can't help it. But another thing she is greedy for, is denial. Denial that she ever has experienced trauma. Greed is useful for all sorts of things. Her mates don't approve.

Clarke isn't entirely sure she understands the point of closing the blinds to the office, making sure no one else can see what she and her lovers are doing. Because, well...aren't they doing something publicly, by doing it against a window where anyone can see!

Dinah Lance reminisces about the first time she and Helena Bertinelli meet Clarke Griffin, their soulmate. If only they can get past Natasha Romanoff and Maria Hill.

Diana isn't a fool. She knows what today is. And she knows why Clarke is seeking the specific pain that she is. She will use anyone to get what she needs. Even if that means she has to hurt herself to get it.

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