don't mind me I'm just bringing back YEARNING 💜 - in which Louis' dad is too keen on getting him a job and accidentally totally ruins Louis' life with that, and Harry Styles is a fucking annoying shit-talking dickhead, too arrogant for being averagely talented and definitely not Louis' type. or, in which Louis' dad owns the Management Company that Harry Styles is signed to, and he makes him keep an eye on the rebellious young singer. - for all the feisty sarcastic girls and gays who sometimes just want to be fucked by a rich hot rockstar.

Note to self: next time you go on a field trip to another country with a uni class, DO NOT miss your flight with the one person that annoys you the most. Or, Louis and Harry miss their flight and are stuck in Greece without money, phone battery or food. And they absolutely totally cannot stand each other... in the beginning. OR, a fic based on the lyrics of Keep Driving that I wrote about two years ago but I love it so much that I decided to rewrite it, add some scenes and make it longer. I call this: keep driving (ten minute version)

Vous voulez en savoir plus ? D'accord ! Dans cette histoire, Louis est pompier et travaille en binôme avec Liam Payne (l'homme de mes rêves, de ma vie, de mon univers ♥). Il aura la garde de deux enfants : des jumeaux - une fille et un garçon. Harry, lui, est musicien. Il aide des artistes à travailler quelques morceaux et, régulièrement, il part en tournée aux côtés du grand Niall Horan. Après son dernier concert, il décide de se poser quelques temps. Et c'est une étrange coïncidence qu'il se retrouve à louer l'appartement voisin de celui de Louis. Si vous tentez l'expérience avec moi, vous devez vous attendre à passer par toutes les émotions aux côtés de nos personnages. Il y aura des moments difficiles (qui arriveront très vite), des moments joyeux (qui vous feront, je l'espère, sourire). Il y aura une forte dose d'amitié et, bien évidemment, tout tournera autour de l'amour. Merci de faire vivre mes histoires ♥

Moving is never fun, moving into your new stepdad's house because your mom decided to remarry again is even less fun, and being sent away unexpectedly to an unjustifiably expensive boarding school is the least fun of all. Out of all the things that have gone wrong in Kayden's life, the least expected was catching feelings for his rival. Elias Astor is annoying, and cocky, and Kayden can't seem to keep his eyes off of him. As much of an arrogant asshole as he is, Elias somehow makes life in their stuffy boarding school more bearable. #1 in darkacademia [5/16/22] #1 in ADHD [2/7/22] #2 in lgbt [10/4/21] #3 in boardingschool [10/4/21] #9 in enemiestolovers [10/4/21]

How to describe Logan Pierce: Happy, bubbly, nice to everyone. He wasn't the type of boy anyone expected to be anorexic. How to describe Oliver Cross: Brutally honest, blunt, harsh, considered terrifying by most. He wasn't the type of boy anyone expected to be the sweet and caring guy Logan saw him for, the guy he used to be best friends with. #1 Bullying #18 in Lgbt

{The direct sequel to To Have Loved} In his senior year at Antisto, Kayden grapples with the stress and heartache of watching the clock tick out on his first love as he tries to stay on top of his school work. He does his best to make the most of it, but with so much still left unsaid, sometimes it's hard to feel like anything has changed at all since last year.

GIRLS LIKE THAT - TOME 1 Après avoir appris l'existence d'un frère aîné inconnu, Goldy Petrova est à la recherche de son passé. Suite à l'obtention de son diplôme universitaire, elle décide de s'offrir une année sabbatique sous le signe de la fête, la décadence et les cocktails. Mêlant plaisir et recherches familiales. Et quoi de mieux pour commencer ses recherches que la ville où tout est permis, celle qui ne dort jamais et où la fête bat son plein 24h/24. Las Vegas, la ville où toutes les tentations sont permises. Jeux, alcool, fantasmes, décadences, et péchés inavouables... Extravertie, insouciante avec une soif de vivre immense, Goldy se jette corps et âme dans sa nouvelle vie trépidante. Mais son objectif est clair, retrouver son frère. Pour ce faire, elle fait appel à Pharell Walsh, détective privé de Las Vegas à la personnalité aussi sombre qu'elle est lumineuse. Pharell Walsh a tout perdu après une affaire qui s'est mal terminée. Sa réputation en a pris un coup et son business aussi. Il est fauché et à la recherche de là poule aux œufs d'or pour relancer ses affaires. Goldy Petrova lui donne la possibilité de renflouer ses caisses avec une affaire qu'il pense gagnée d'avance. Pharell se bat contre ses propres démons. Mais aussi contre son attirance pour la jeune Goldy Petrova, qui s'est mise en tête de dérider ce détective taciturne et grincheux. Une alliance explosive entre deux joueurs qui détestent perdre, le tout sous la chaleur torride de Vegas. Cependant, la vérité n'est pas toujours salvatrice et nos deux amants maudits vont vite le découvrir.

HEIRS OF DEATH - TOME 1 Aldric Petrova, jeune artiste de vingt-trois ans à la beauté discrète, sculpteur d'argile de talent qui modélise son âme au travers de ses créations. À défaut de s'exprimer à voix haute, il laisse son art murmurer à sa place. Renfermé sur lui-même malgré le soutien de sa famille, Aldric refuse d'ouvrir la bouche depuis sept longues années, date à laquelle Cole Turner lui a brisé le cœur. Il garde le silence, ainsi que son secret précieusement. Cole Turner, jeune membre de gang de Chicago a tout pour plaire. A vingt-deux ans, il est le golden boy, drôle et lumineux. Solaire, tout le monde l'apprécie et puise dans la lumière qu'il dégage. Après sept ans de silence, il décide de s'installer en Louisiane suite à une tragédie qui le pousse à quitter Chicago, pour une seule et unique raison. Aldric Petrova. Il lui a confié son plus précieux secret à l'adolescence, et Aldric l'a repoussé. Cole souhaite percer ses secrets, sans se douter un seul instant que ce sont les siens qui vont les mettre en danger. Les deux anciens amis se confrontent, mais ils ne sont plus des enfants. Et les jeux innocents laissent aujourd'hui place à d'autres bien plus adultes. Mais le poids des non dits est lourd à porter, et nos deux amants vont devoir se battre pour que leur plus beau secret puisse survivre.

"I fucking hate you." "You shouldn't really say things like that when my dick is up your ass, Norris." Two hot-headed athletes with overflowing rage and unwinding sex drive is very much never a good combo. Bryce and Ian never see eye to eye on things. Despite being caged in the same group of friends in the same swimming team of the - yes, you guessed it - same high school, the star swimmers of Norton High hadn't exactly made good first impressions to each other on the ill-fated day they met, and let's just say things spiraled horribly from there. The two rage-fueled boys always thought that they're in this feud for the long haul until one argument escalated into something that at no point in any of their lives would they allow to happen if only they did not get a little too out of control. Sex. There's a thin line between love and hate, and Bryce and Ian's barrier just keeps getting thinner and thinner. A.K.A. Bryce and Ian were fuckbuddies... up until they weren't. Status: Editing #1 in wattpride (10/03/20) #1 in bl (10/09/20) #1 in lgbtq (08/02/21) #1 in writtenwithpride (12/26/21)

Cole's life has never been his. For as long as he could remember, his one job in life was to play the role of a copycat. He's had to pretend to be his older brother as soon as his parents realized the two looked very alike to one another despite not being twins. His birth wasn't planned nor wanted so what better way to make use of an unwanted child than to constantly put their life in danger? He swears his parents had the most fucked up logic he's ever heard of but this is his life and it'd continue to be that way until the day one of his brother's assassins finally succeeded in killing him. Well, that's what he thought until he was kidnapped by the Azure Dragon's group and encountered their boss, Eros. Not caring much about who he was, Cole punched him. Yup, he punched one of the largest mafia groups in the U.S.' boss right in the face. But who knew that one punch would, instead of ending his life, change it? --------------- "I have to pee" I said monotonously to the guard in front of me. I could immediately tell he thought that I was hoping to be led to a bathroom so I can find an escape, but I didn't need a bathroom. The bucket would do just fine. And as expected, that's what was given to me. I had relieved myself a few times in the dingy little thing unfortunately but, rather that than piss myself. "You go in there" he said and I looked down at my tied legs. "How am I supposed to pee with my legs tied?" I said and he looked at me confused. "My dick is small" I said holding up my pinky for emphasis and the guy gave me a disgusted look. "Make it quick" he said gruffly after untying my legs and helped me stand up. "Can you turn around?" I asked as I saw the man was just standing there. "No" he said. Whatever, his nose not mine. [Completed. 125k words]