MATURE AND EXPLICIT CONTENT. Viewer Discretion is advised. *The people inside of this work are FACE-CLAIMS. This has no correlation to any IRL individual.* *This is messy plot. Made when I was a teen. Beware.* The story of a young woman who finds her style, self worth, and strength through the power of friendship, and true love. With a punk twist. In 2010, living in suburban CHICAGO IL, Alice Mariposa Anderson, 19, wishes for a teenage dream of sex, drugs, romance and fame. A Punk Rock life is a fantasy that corrupts her daydreams every waking hour, and her love of music only fuels it--but it's a life that'll only come true if she abandons the strict religious rules of her parents Christian household, and takes a chance on her new punkstar neighbors across the street. ⭑ ⭑ ⭑ Harlow Silver is a 21 y/o drummer for an underground scene/punk band named Bloody Valentine, moving from a loud, trashy New York City apartment to a quiet house in Chicago to escape his grim, horrific past. While also seeking out answers only Chicago could give him. But when he moves in across the street from a prudent, annoying, religious girl looking to bust out from her protective shell, he's forced to face his fears and break through the mental barriers that bind him to his trauma. And maybe, just maybe, love again. ⭑ ⭑ ⭑ Enemies to Lovers. Slow burn. A.U.

"You're going to let me fuck you like a good girl?" he asks and leans down, "Because you are, aren't you? A good girl?" . . . Elena Amoretto has always been smitten by the one and only, Ares Aetos. For three years, she's adored him from afar. Admiring the god of war and falling deeper into her obsession. While Ares can't seem to stand her. Where she's infatuated with him, he merely acknowledges her existence. While being the center of the spotlight herself. As the front woman of the rising band Icarus, Elena has to face the world while struggling with anxiety. To make matters worse, Ares is the drummer of the band rivaling hers, Dopamine. And just as fate would have it, his band and hers are touring together. She's supposed to hate him. But how could she? When all she does is drown in the blue of his eyes and willingly dies at the ruthless hands of Ares? The god of war who brings her down on her knees while she blissfully falls into his melancholy.

"You want revenge on Sirius. I want to make Lily jealous. The answer is too obvious, Merse! Let's date for fake!" ©papyrophobia, ALL RIGHTS RESERVED. HIGHEST RANK BY FAR: #2 in Potter Fanfiction FAN-FICTION + story created april 2017 + full synopsis inside

Theodore Nott love story! "You can slap me again. I liked it" 04/08/2021 - #1 in theonott Started : 04/04/2021 Finished : 04/29/2021

"𝘐 𝘸𝘰𝘶𝘭𝘥𝘯'𝘵 𝘴𝘩𝘢𝘳𝘦 𝘢 𝘣𝘦𝘥 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘯 𝘪𝘧 𝘮𝘺 𝘭𝘪𝘧𝘦 𝘥𝘦𝘱𝘦𝘯𝘥𝘦𝘥 𝘰𝘯 𝘪𝘵,"𝘴𝘩𝘦 𝘴𝘱𝘪𝘵𝘴. 𝘈 𝘴𝘰𝘧𝘵 𝘤𝘩𝘶𝘤𝘬𝘭𝘦 𝘦𝘴𝘤𝘢𝘱𝘦𝘴 𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘭𝘪𝘱𝘴. "𝘠𝘰𝘶'𝘳𝘦 𝘴𝘩𝘢𝘳𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝙖 𝙨𝙩𝙖𝙜𝙚 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩 𝘮𝘦," 𝘩𝘦 𝘳𝘦𝘮𝘪𝘯𝘥𝘴 𝘢𝘴 𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘤𝘩𝘪𝘯 𝘵𝘪𝘱𝘴 𝘵𝘰𝘸𝘢𝘳𝘥𝘴 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘴𝘩𝘦𝘭𝘭 𝘰𝘧 𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘦𝘢𝘳 ,"𝘛𝘩𝘢𝘵'𝘴 𝘢 𝙬𝙝𝙤𝙡𝙚 𝙡𝙤𝙩 𝘧𝘶𝘤𝘬𝘪𝘯' 𝘸𝘰𝘳𝘴𝘦." Billie Fields and her band girlcrush must share a stage with alternative's notorious band Grand Motel for a summer long tour. Little does she know that the lead singer Ezra Moore is worse than the tabloids make him out to be. While this is just another gig for Grand Motel, girlcrush's continued popularity is riding on the success of this tour. Can the two stubborn singers make it through the summer without tearing each other apart? 𝐏𝐔𝐁𝐋𝐈𝐒𝐇𝐄𝐃: 09/17/21 𝐂𝐎𝐌𝐏𝐋𝐄𝐓𝐄𝐃: 03/18/22 𝐇𝐈𝐆𝐇𝐄𝐒𝐓 𝐑𝐀𝐍𝐊𝐈𝐍𝐆𝐒: #1 in Rivals #1 in Rivalry #1 in Rockstar #1 in Bad Reputation #1 in Band Members #1 in Enemies with Benefits #1 in On Tour #1 in Band #1 in Bands #3 in Addiction #3 in Celebrity #3 in Enemies to Lovers #3 in New #6 in Singer #9 in Music #10 in Slow Burn

Carter Reid is looking for only one thing when she meets drug addicted, womanizer, lead singer Nolan Doufer. A job. Nolan Doufer is used to getting what he wants, a babysitter was not what he wanted, but looking at Carter he realizes there is one thing he can get from the perfectionist hired to "help" him. A laugh.

when a good girl teaches a bad boy how to fake innocence

❝ I don't have time to waste thinking about a boy who will only destroy my future,❞ I say getting closer to him with every word, maybe a little too close. I feel his breath fanning my face. He licks his lip as a sneaky smirk slips onto them, his greenish-gray eyes shift between my lips and eyes, making my traitorous breath hitch. ❝ You saying you think about me, Torres? ❞ ~ Mariana Torres is the first in her family to go to college. Being the first in a Latinx family comes with more pressure and stress than usual, something Mariana is used to. She wants nothing but to make her family proud, even if it means pursuing something she's not interested in. Now heading off to UCLA on a full-ride with her best friend, she's finally getting the chance to get a strong education and become a successful doctor. But every perfect plan has bumps in the road, and this one just happens to be a beautiful one. Aiden Grey lives life like he's dying. He parties, drinks, smokes, burns through his money, and sleeps around with every girl at UCLA. He isn't attracting the ladies by being a brooding bad boy, but by being so carefree you feel your problems slip away when you're with him. Too bad Mariana can't afford for her problems to slip away. *** Warning: Book contains swearing and mature content. WARNING... PART 2: This story contains emotional rollercoasters, flawed characters, tears, sometimes a scary amount of anger and frustration, a really really strong 'has to be you' type of love. *This warning was apparently needed...* ENJOY ~ COMPLETE ~ #1 in Adult-content 6/27/2020 #1 in Romance 6/28/2020 #1 in University 7/4/2020 #5 in Drama 7/6/2020 #3 in College 7/10/2020 #1 in Collegeromance 7/10/2020 #4 in Slowburn 7/18/2020 #1 in Love 10/21/2020 #1 in Singing 11/29/2020

"Maybe it's weird, but I'm glad nobody has fucked you. I'll be your first, your best, and I'm gonna ruin your body in such a way that you'll only think of me when you need pleasure. Because it might be between your legs, but this pussy is mine."

all she needed to do was complete the 8 steps that were scribbled onto the piece of notebook paper. how hard could it be?