She's the one person that's off-limits to him. Those are the rules. But rules are meant to be broken. Cold, brutal, and arrogant royal bodyguard - Ronan Stone. The people's witty, charming, and gorgeous princess - Grace Grimaldi The rules given to the two are simple: 1. Ronan must keep her safe at all costs. 2. They must not get personally involved, whatsoever. And both rules are shattered when a forbidden, secretive, and lustful relationship blossoms between the two. She's off-limits, he's forbidden. But the forbidden fruit never looked so inviting. Can their relationship come out on top? Or will they be torn apart as she's given to the man she was destined to marry? . . . ALL RIGHTS RESERVED

Y/n is a multimillionaire. Wanda Maximoff is a divorced mum of two twin boys who is trying her best. What happens when their paths cross at a club and Y/n takes Wanda home for the night?

'Falling for me already?' Y/n Dupain-Cheng, Marinette's twin sister. What happens when she discovers her sister's biggest secret- and catches the attention of a certain black cat?

"I'll read it out for you." Anne said, handing the cigarette back to you. "Wanted; for breaking and entering and robbery. Unknown bandit seen leaping from a window of a bank in Kempton, may be walking with a limp from the fall. Suspected to be about 5'8" and stocky build. Should any leads arise please contact local authorities." --- You hadn't even seen him there, obscured in the darkness of night - and it was obvious that he hadn't been expecting anyone to come out back. He startled, stumbling away from where he had been leaning, and your heart leapt into your throat, surprised in the worst way possible. So surprised, that you threw the bag of vegetable scraps at him as a form of self defense. The bag bounced harmlessly against the man's chest and landed on the ground. Your eyes darted to it first, but then up to the man you had thrown it at - taking in his features from the light streaming out of the still-open door. He wasn't too tall, but he had the build of someone who had known a farm life before - broad shoulders and muscle made for work, not show. His clothes were practical, and he carried a pack strapped to his back. It was his face that was the most interesting though - he couldn't have been much older than you, and he looked kind, for lack of a better word. Open, almost.

Every year your parents friends come to Seattle to visit for the summer and this year their son is finally making the trip. It's your senior year. You're a girl who likes robotics, programming, and video games. What happens when you find out clay is more like you than he wants to admit? (SLOW UPDATES)

When college student Indie finds out her boyfriend cheated on her, she hooks up with his best frenemy Reece as payback but doesn't expect their one-night stand to lead to something more. ***** Indie Easton and Reece Griffin hate each other. He thinks she's annoying; she thinks he's a jerk. But when Indie finds herself stood up on her birthday by her cheating boyfriend, all the old rules go out the window. When she shows up at Reece's apartment, all she wants is a one-night stand, but with sexual chemistry this strong, how can they stop after only one night? Their arrangement will be casual - absolutely no feelings involved. But the more time they spend together the harder it is to remember why they hate each other in the first place. Will enemies with benefits turn into lovers? Or will all this sexual tension go to waste? Content warning: This story contains references to child neglect Cover designed by Ren T

"Can I tell you a secret?" he says in a hushed voice in the ill-illuminated room. "Spill," I smiled, thinking it was going to be something stupid like he peed his bed till he was six. Those were the kind of secrets we've been blurting out for the past thirty minutes as the tiredness of the late night got to us. "I'm Dream." he said in total seriousness, "Like the minecraft youtuber." I was quiet for a second before I laughed out loud.

"Come on is it that serious?" "I almost died!" ~~~ he's got no interest in marinette unedited (beware)

billie eilish texts the wrong number and never expects her to discover the real identity of the weirdo sending her messages.

"But what if Clay didn't know?" I grab his hand, "Think about it. If he doesn't know then we can make sure we actually work before we tell him." He lets that sink in for a second. "Y/n, i understand what you're saying" he says slowly, "but I need to hear exactly what you're thinking we do about it?" I give him a smile. "Can you keep a secret, Nick?"