Read First 🚩 18+ Mature‼️ 🪐 GENRE 🪐 Romance/Sci-fi/Horror/Fantasy/Erotica ✴ Synopsis ✴ Kylo longed for a mate, a person who is willing to be by his side and to share his power. Y/N is kidnapped from their homeworld of lush jungles. At first Y/N is an average human until the malicious Kylo Ren unlocks secrets unknown to her. Together they will conquer and battle their way through the galaxy to win a seat at ruler of the galaxy. But will they accomplish it? Would Y/N turn away from Kylo and not accept his hand? Would they both discover a dark secret that could lead them to a tragic destiny? ⌨Word Count ⌨ 183,148 (7.09.22) *** ⚠️WARNINGS ⚠️ First bit of the book/fic is violent and abusive (Mentions cann*balism though it was a sick joke made by Kylo, interrogation) Heavy smutt content (k*nks, multiples, bdsm) Violence (gore) Deaths Profanitiy Dark Humor *** Research 🔎 Wookiepedia, StarWars.com, Rise of Skywalker Novelzation

Cover Artwork by VivSketchess on instagram and Twitter. You have worked hard for everything you have in life. It wasn't easy, but things were pretty normal for you now. You run a successful business and are quite proud of your accomplishments. What could go wrong? Little did you know, upon picking up the jewelry box possessed by the ruler of the Underworld, Kylo Ren, your life would be turned upside down. Literally.

You and your friends were teenagers in Luke Skywalkers Jedi Academy, until one night you sneak off with your gang and Ben Solo destroys everything, you return to find everyone and everything up in flames. That was the last memory with the closest people you love. 7 years later, you are working as a stripper in Canto Bight. You are a star, everyone loves you, but you feel as if part of you is missing. You don't even remember the life you had before you were 14, everything is blank, but why? Someone has been watching you for a while now at work, but who is it? Or is this all in your head? What on Cantonica is going on?!

Your talent in English literature hasn't gone unnoticed by your professor, Kylo Ren, but you lack the focus and application to meet your full potential. Perhaps he can urge you to give in to that potential. And to him. But the more you learn about Kylo Ren, the more you realize you can use his own tactics as a professor to help unravel the past that he refuses to face. Or, you're infatuated with your dark and brooding English professor, Kylo Ren, who, to your surprise, returns the sentiment. This is a LONG-FORM, SLOW-BURN (emotionally, not sexually) work. Please take note of that if that's not your cup of tea! That's just my style of writing, and reading for that matter, which is okay. And if that's not your cup of tea, that's okay too! Originally posted to ao3, expanded to wattpad so it can be accessibly to anyone who may want to read it, but on a different platform. This story is 18+. Periodt. Please consider the following warnings/tags. Also, a disclaimer, this story can be fairly dark. Please remember the importance of clear consent and communications if your everyday lives. -light bdsm, -slapping, -choking, -rough sex, -freudian elements, -sub/dom, -dirty talk, -over-stimulation, -so on and so forth. Additionally, there are themes of family illnesses (cancer/heart conditions/death), absent parents, dysfunctional families. Please be careful or opt out if these themes, or the above tags, are triggering or are harmful for your mental health in any way, as most or all of them are prevalent and recurring throughout the entire work. Your well-being is way more important than any fanfic.

You've recently become a nurse serving the First Order. So far your life was uneventful and unimportant...you felt useless in a sense. Everything changes once you become responsible for the well-being of your first commander; Kylo Ren. Will he remain loyal to the dark side? Or will you be the one to pull him towards the light? [ Fluff & Smut ] WARNINGS: Bloodplay, sexual assault, violence, death, heavy smut. If any of this makes you uncomfortable please do not read. Disclaimer: This was my very first time writing a fan fiction, I will say I was very inexperienced and I somewhat rushed the writing process. Now that this is completed, I've learned so much and I hope to improve my work in the future! Enjoy!! XOXO

You are captured by Kylo and soon are seduced by the pleasures of the dark side Sorry first time writing a fan doc

You're the Princess of the Hapes System. After the Final Order defeated the rebels at the Battle of Exegol, your mother, The Queen, offered you as a bride to Emperor Kylo Ren, seemingly to ensure good relations. But your mother was always a clever and cunning woman. Though Kylo Ren believes you're joining the Order to submit to his will and become his Empress, your instructions are clear--to spy on the Emperor. And then to kill him. - This story is a continuation of The Rise of Skywalker with canon divergence, and is an explicit, smut and plot heavy fanfiction. Please do not read ahead if you're not comfortable with mature content, or if the warnings in chapter one will be triggering to you in any way. 18+. **This is a reader-insert fic, but "Y/N" will not be used. ***The Final Order wins the Battle of Exegol AU

You're a Lieutenant, stationed on Orinda. You're content with your trustworthy crew, but issues with a certain ship (spoiler alert: it's the TIE silencer) end up trapping you on the Steadfast, instead. Your relationship with Kylo Ren isn't how you left it. How many more messes can you stand to clean? (yes, this is the sequel to Fix Your Attitude) cover art by @badtour on tumblr

Prisoner!Killer!Kylo/OC AU THIS IS A DARK FIC OK FOLKS- it starts DARK! Ends mushy. In which a sweet crime writer goes to question a convicted scarred murderer; what could possibly go wrong? (Oh! So many things) He'd watched her pulse leap in her pale throat when he sat down. Watched her shrink in her seat. Saw how her cornflower blue eyes dilated when she saw him. He'd heard her gulp. Heard her breath hitch. That had been hard for him not to smirk wildly at. That he had such an effect upon her... Seeing her in here after so many goddamn days and years limited purely to the bland familiar sights of fellow prison inmates and guards. Broad men of all sizes. So to suddenly walk in here, and see what little treat sat awaiting him, was like New Years Eve in Paris. After all, he was a dangerously bored, violent sociopath.