For the price of silence, Clarke would do whatever her blackmailers said. Even letting her blackmailers use her in any way they wished to use her. However, her blackmailers have more...romantic intentions. Which make it all the worse for Clarke.

When Clarke catches the eyes of avatars of death soon after Clarke and the dropship come down, they decide to kill anyone that gets in their way and claim her as their wife and all decide to have their way with her.

The second half of the "Return home" part of this series. Just a small fic of mutual pining on Clarke's part and on the part of her mates, the demon queens.

When the strangers arrived, Clarke doesn't understand why she feels as if she knows them, or the desire and fear that's in her chest when she is near them. But what she also doesn't know? Is what these strangers have planned for her. If she knew just what these people were planning on doing to her? She would run for the sake of her virtue. (Early 1900s fic.)

At last, the wedding ceremony for Clarke and her mates has arrived. However, before the fun can really begin? The priest, Hippolyta, who is to have Clarke married to Clarke's mates, must first pay her respects...and these respects include bondage.

Kamala Khan has a rather embarrassing question she needs to ask Wanda, and it's about Clarke. Kamala just wants to please Clarke, but needs information. And well, Wanda's more than happy to assist with teaching Kamala. Anything for Clarke, right? (Kamala is aged up in this, she's an adult)

This was a place carved out just for her. Clarke hadn't realized that yet. But she would learn it soon. Learn that this place was made just for her, so that one day she could be happy and one day she could meet her true soulmates. (Too bad her soulmates use magic to manipulate everything)

All of Clarke's mates and their lackeys love being pleased. But knowing the pleasure they can give Clarke, even if she pleads with them not to? Well, that's a high they are addicted to.

Clarke wanted everything, especially sexual pleasure. In excess. But she's not the only one that wants in excess. As Clarke's stalkers listen to Clarke moaning as her boyfriend makes love to her, they plan. They plan and hunger, much like Clarke does. Final part of this series. Tribute to WolfHowlRunner61's Her Guardians series.

Because Clarke had experienced so much of her mates…other forms of attention, she knew she perhaps should have expected what happened next, after she gulped down some of the chocolate, however, it still stunned her just how outrageous some of her mates' forms of affection were.

You'd think the position Clarke was currently in, she'd have some control, but not where her mates are concerned. Warnings inside.

Clarke Griffin enjoys going out with some of her mates. Can she help it if sometimes she gets...in the mood and her mates are good at predicting what she needs?

One of Clarke's vampire mates asks her a question. And Clarke isn't sure how to answer that, because all she wonders is, "which one of you killed my birth mother?" Warnings for gore. Story inspired by WolfHowlRunner61's Her Guardians.

Natasha smirked against Clarke's neck, then opened her mouth and she cooed to Clarke, "You are loved, you will always be loved, and always be worthy of loved. Remember that, my love. You always will be loved." Direct sequel to my story, "Devoted to one heart only."

What are you supposed to do with a zombie that has been given extreme aphrodisiacs? Well, the answer that the Avengers and Defenders give, is that they pleasure her.

The devotion that Clarke's mates exhibit when tending to her? Is endless. And often, it's without Clarke's permission. But as long as Clarke is pleased...who cares?

One of the many of my "The foreboding words on your arm" side stories. Clarke's mates will do anything for Clarke, and that means that when selecting the people who will pleasure her in her mates' absence, they make sure they will pass the test. And that means a type of initiation that ensures Clarke is feeling nothing but pleasure by the end of it.

Clarke had come to a realization over time; what scared her the most about her soulmates, was their devotion to her.

Sixth installment, inspired by Arslionessghostfang's fics. Clarke escaped the labyrinth that the demon queens set up for her. But they will have her. They must. Demons yearn for their mates, it's just natural. And Clarke being theirs? That's just natural as well.

Clarke's mates stand before the commander and say what they need to say to be given permission to attack the people from the Ark. And what do Clarke's mates get out of this? Why, taking Clarke for themselves, of course. Prequel to one of my stories, "There's nothing left to do except leave."

Takes place during the Black Widow movie. It didn't matter if Clarke tried to hold onto her anger. She would forgive Natasha, one way or another. It was as inevitable as Clarke continuing to love Natasha more than life itself.

One of the side stories for my story, The foreboding words on your arm. Clarke decides she wants some tattoos-her mates have some misgivings about this, since it involves Clarke being in pain. But Clarke is strong and she wants to mark an occasion in her life where people are important to her.

Takes place within my vampire series. Years after Clarke is taken in by her mates, she goes back to one of her first forms of comfort after being abandoned by her mother, her father's Walkman and music.

What was the price of salvation? If you asked different people in this world, you'd get varying answers. But for the Ark people? All they had to give up was a single person. When Clarke Griffin is married off in a deal as a child, years go by, without her aware, till one day, those who intend to have her hand in marriage, come back for her.

Oh, yes, if this table could talk? It would be able to tell stories that would rival the raunchiest pornos that were ever made! (Part of my Office AU)