In the small quiet town of Woodsboro lies six friends. Sidney Prescott, Tatum Riley, Stu Macher, Randy Meeks, Milah Mendez, and Billy Loomis. Two of them have a dangerous secret. But Milah ends up getting caught in the cross fires of that dangerous secret. Will she help them with their malicious plan? Our will she give up and go to the cops? Start Editing: Aug. 27, 2019 Finish Editing: Nov. 2, 2019 ✖HIGHEST RANKINGS✖ #1 in SidneyPrescott #1 In BillyLoomis #1 in StuMacher #1 in RandyMeeks #17 in SkeetUlrich

"We can't do this." I whisper as our lips re-connect, a tingling fire surging through my body as his hands ravage unexplored lands; my innocence dissipating away with every peck he trails down my neck. "I know we can't. That's why it's so exciting." He replies through kisses. His effortless charm intoxicates me; drowning me; hunting me; devouring me. "What if my brother finds out?" The perpetuated patter of the rain unable to subdue my groan as he digs his nails deeper into my skin. "Who cares." ********** Welcome to my story, where an innocent boy finds a not so innocent boy in his bed; where they do not so innocent things. - YOP

-love story of y/n and Timmy set in the 90s to some really good music- -may include smut but there will be warnings-

[COMPLETE][EDITING] Ace Hernandez, the Mafia King, known as the Devil. Sofia Diaz, known as an angel. The two are arranged to be married, forced by their fathers, joining the two Mafia's. But Sofia eventually learns, even the devil was once an angel. Cover by @alluringathena *This book is more of a romance book than Mafia book and I hope you enjoyyy*

"I didn't want a fight." I look down in my lap sadly, "That's one of the reasons why I didn't want to tell you." Chris walks over and sits next to me. He puts an arm around my body, pulling me closer to him. He kisses the top of my head. I feel like it's my fault. Small tears escape the corner of my eyes. "Stop it." Chris says to me in a soft but commanding voice "Stop crying, Beautiful. Stop crying." "It's all my fault." I sniff, "Now you lost all your friends because of me. That's not what I wanted! It's unfair to you, Baby!" Chris gives me that look again. The look that a parent gives their child when their child explains why they took their car keys, because they thought they would never se their parents again. THAT look. His face goes soft and he holds me tenderly in his arms. He brushes the hair out of my face, his fingertips lingering on my skin. Then I realize that this is my moment. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Katie Morgan has always been an awkward and very shy girl. Due to overprotective parents, she hasn't had her first kiss, her first boyfriend, and definitely not her first time. Now that Katie has gotten out into the world, she meets an older guy in his late 30's named Christopher "Chris" Eaton. Her beauty and doll like face makes him want her. But when things end up in the bedroom, Katie realizes she's still not ready to have sex. How will Chris react? What happens after that terrible, awkward date? It may just be a fairytale. For copywrite purposes, I want to clarify that this is my ORIGINAL WORK, it belongs to TremaineKatie (me) so don't get any ideas 🤨 ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Voted: #3 hotmen #24 olderguy #9 olderguy #299 happiness #607 breakup #526 breakup #40 chrisevans #28 chrisevans

"Why do you want to know so much about me?" "Because I think you're intriguing." Chris lowered his voice and leaned into her. "I'm not." She whispered with a gulp. His face was inches from hers. "I think you are." Chris reached up and grazed her jaw with his fingertips. "You don't want to do this." Livie warned. "Let me decide that."

2008. New York City. The first face you see is a man named Sebastian. Neither of you had anyone to kiss as the clocks struck midnight, and you're about 20 minutes late now. But you kiss anyway. And a pact is made. You promise to be each others' New Year's kiss every year, if no one else will have you. And it kind of works. Until life, and other things, get in the way.

You're flying to Spain for a friend's wedding, seat 29B. When you start to feel a little claustrophobic, 29C switches seats with you. In the confusion, you end up losing an envelope, picking up something of his instead while he has yours. Weeks later when he's noticed, he sends yours back to your LA address. You do the same to his in New York once you're back. Cue the start of a friendship through scribbles, spanning over a couple of years. Will you ever see each other again? I have no idea where this is going. But I hope you enjoy.

Sugardaddy!Chris Evans x Sugarbaby!reader...