A crossover between Throne of glass and Acotar! Rowaelin's daughter x Feysand's son!! Evalin Ashryver Galathynius Whitehorn, the heir to the Terrasen throne, was powerful. Mind, body and soul. Her parents had made sure she was brought up to be prepared for whatever the mother above threw at her. Evalin believed she could handle anything but that was before she was thrown into another world where she would meet a dark haired male with violet eyes who would make her question that very belief... Slow burn!!! Will most likely contain smut if I can bring myself to write it :) All character rights from acotar and tog belong to Sarah j Maas (pls don't sue me😼) Ly kween

━━━ ❝ I pity the fool who wants to be a God. ❞ & ━━━ There is enough fire inside you to put all of Hell to shame, but you are pretending to be water, for someone who is too afraid to handle the dragons in your belly. ❪ kaz brekker x oc ❫ six of crows duology, book-based part 1 of the bennett-valentine series © 2020, by calmingss

"Thank you for listening to Dawn FM, dead or alive every morning at 7am." • • • Set in 1987, Maggie Holmes is hired as a temp placement at Dawn FM for the summer. She gets to know the radio personalities, some more than others. One of the hosts, Harry Styles, has an entire segment dedicated to true crime. What happens when she finds out he isn't being entirely truthful about what he is telling his listeners? [Published Feb. 2022] #1 dawn #1 darkharrystyles #6 grunge #10 Punk

In which a troubled man with a dangerous future meets a selfless girl with a horrifying past. Who knew they would be each other's saving grace? WARNING- This story will contain mature content. ~~~~~~~ "You don't scare me," I braved a strong face as my voice nearly caved and demolished any chance of him buying that. "Oh yeah?" He smiled at this, finding nothing but amusement in my words like the narcissistic control freak he was. Luke stepped forward, cornering me against the hard wall so I had no chance to escape. One hand was pressed against the space next to my head, while he slowly brought his other hand up to my neck. I was frozen in fear and confusion as to what he was about to do, when he suddenly took two fingers and pressed them against my skin. I could feel my pulse thumping against his touch, wishing I could do nothing but slow down my erratic heartbeat to help my case. But with Luke's fingers burning the skin of my neck by his touch and his close proximity to me, I felt like I couldn't breathe properly. "Then why is your heart racing, troublemaker?"

"I'm not a fucking groupie for god's sake, I have a signed contract proving that I'm your damn neighbor," I hissed, keeping my arms firmly onto my chest as if his intimating eyes weren't already enough to make me feel little. Harry arched his brow, a sly - but playful grin lingering on his face. "Bullshit, you're either Group A groupie or Group B groupie. Group A-" "Excuse me?" "Listen - Group A is the kind of groupies that stalk us everywhere we go, places we eat, and even people we hang out with. And Group B is the kind of groupies that pretend they don't know who we are, and try acting all mysterious and special towards us but we all know it's an act and they just want us to love them." Harry snorted. I rolled my eyes, in utter shock that the band across from us is gonna be a pain in the ass the whole time here. "Oh Styles, I'll never fall for you," I announced, earning an underlying smile from him. "Yeah, we'll see about that." *** Elena moved to LA with her best friend to not just finish college but to finally write a new chapter in her life. Harry Styles, the lead singer (with daddy issues) of the uprising band The Walking Daydreams, also happens to be the asshole living across the hall. Never in her life did Elena think she would run into the big bad Styles, let alone live right across the hall from him. Living across the band is exactly what her conservative parents warned her about - never to associate with people that either has piercings, tattoos, or a bad mouth. Except that's the holy trinity of what makes Harry Styles. ***

inferno /ɪnˈfəːnəʊ/ a large fire that is dangerously out of control. - in which two students that hate each other are paired together for the biggest project of the semester. - "you've been begging to take me out for weeks and the answer hasn't changed. not a chance, hemmings." "when i said i wanted to take you out davis, i didn't mean on a fucking date." - highest rankings: #1 in uni (14/06/22) #1 in calum (06/07/22) #1 in ashton (14/07/22) #1 in irwin (24/07/22, 23/12/22) #1 in clifford (05/09/22) #1 in calumhood (13/01/23) #1 in mgc (13/01/23) #1 in 5sos au (08/02/24) #2 in 5sosfanfiction (05/06/22, 09/10/22) #3 in 5sosau (14/09/22) #3 in lukehemmings (30/01/23)

"if there's bleach in the hallways, i can start over" - love is the most painful thing that can happen to a person, or at least it was the worst thing that happened to her. if she hadn't loved him, maybe everything would have been different. - "i'm washing it out 'til i've figured out living without you." - highest rankings: #1 in 5sos5 #1 in calumthomashood #1 in lukeroberthemmings #2 in michaelgordonclifford #3 in cth #3 in lrh #3 in ashtonfletcherirwin

Quiet, sensible Eliza Sterling thought she knew what her future looked like. Going into senior year with her best friends in sunny California seemed like a piece of cake. She was prepared, and comfortable for the first time since her mom passed away three years ago. When Eliza's father gets promoted, and the family is forced to move to Connecticut, her entire life is turned upside down. Being the new girl at seventeen was definitely not in the plan, and Eliza is at a complete and utter loss. To add to her troubles, she discovers her new next door neighbor is the school's self proclaimed fuckboy. Uber popular, uber rich, uber smart (he thinks so at least), Drew is the ultimate asshole. Eliza doesn't think things can get any worse. But as she spends more time in her new home, she begins to realize that maybe moving wasn't such a bad thing. And maybe she's not quiet and sensible at all. And maybe, just maybe, Drew isn't such an asshole.

in which a photographer and model cross paths and from the beginning it was inevitable they would fall. "you've stolen my heart, pretty girl. i hope you never intend on giving it back."

"let me increase your dopamine. give me from dusk until dawn to show you what living's like." in which an apartment blackout brings a boy who's done everything, and a girl who's done nothing, together. short story ©️@-lukeniall 2020