-A/N, this is in an alternate universe where Rhea/Demi is not famous- Imagine being the only chubby girl at the gym? This was the type of embarrassment I had to deal with every time I went to workout. I would try to hide my face behind my baggy hoodie, hoping that nobody would notice me. But of course, they did, I wasn't hard to miss. The snickers and whispers were impossible to ignore. It was like they were all laughing at me, like I was some sort of joke. But I was there for the same reason, to become a better version of myself. All the jokes and laughter dropped my motivation to an all-time low. I was already feeling so self-conscious about my body, and now I had to deal with this? I wanted to give up, to just go home and hide under my covers. But then, I saw her. She was the most beautiful woman I had ever seen in my life. She was confident, strong, and unapologetically herself. She didn't let anyone's comments bother her. In fact, she seemed to take pleasure in her own success. Her hair jet black, perfectly tied back, tight t-shirt revealing just enough muscle for me to know she was serious about her workouts. She moved with such ease and grace, as if she'd been born to be there. It was almost as if she was dancing to some invisible beat. I couldn't help but watch her. Seeing her smile and laugh with her friends made me realize that maybe I was wrong about this place. Maybe there was a way to fit in, to find my own sense of belonging. My name is Kayla, and this is my experience of "Love at first sight."

Just a story about a sweet 20 year old girl, Annalise, and Rhea Ripley falling in love. Things to consider before reading my story: •It's pretty fast paced •The main character is really submissive so rhea is the dominant one in the relationship •I probably suck at writing smut (haven't tried yet) •The main character just now figures out her sexuality so it's frustrating sometimes

Your head has always been a weird place to live in, and it all leads to this point in which you don't care if you're falling in a trap anymore: the pain and the misery are addicting. With that, after starting working with the Judgement Day, you kinda already expected Rhea Ripley to break your heart. It didn't really matter that much, you had nothing to lose. What you didn't expect, though, is that she wouldn't do it, even when you kinda wish she would. Not intentionally, at least. She's good like that. But you, you are not. And maybe that's all it takes. //// This story is also on on ao3 as well, same name and same user if you wanna check it out (the story is more advanced there as I started posting there before) //// This story brings up sensitive topics that can be triggering to people so read at your own risk. (depression, anxiety, suicidal ideation, low self talk, mentions of death, the list goes on) P.s. don't come at me for the timeline! It's for the sake of the plot :)

My name is Sasha and being that socially awkward girl at the party sucked. Not even alcohol could loosen me up. But I had to be there for my best friend Sophie, who invited me to this damn thing in the first place. Saying some stupid shit along the lines of, "We need to enjoy being 18 while it lasts, get some alcohol in your system!" It was at the party that I spotted a girl, the one person who seemed to be enjoying herself more than the others. Demi Bennett was her name, I knew because her loud and drunk introductions could be heard from a mile away. She was outgoing, bold, and, most importantly, not like me. I couldn't help but feel a pang of jealousy as I watched her dance carefree, laughter filling the room. How could someone be so confident? So at ease in their own skin? Couldn't be me... I had to admit, I had a bit of a crush on her, even though we hadn't even talked at all. She was the kind of girl that everyone wanted to be friends with. And for some reason, I felt like I wanted to be that person that caught her eye. Maybe it was just my socially awkward self wanting some sort of connection with someone who seemed so effortlessly connected to everyone else. But no, I just blended into the background, watching her dance and laugh, wishing I could be a part of that world...

I find myself having a match in WWE with Rhea Ripley and after the match things end up happening that neither of us was expecting. Do you want to know what happens with us? Only way to know is read and you will find out. ©️ KingOfPopMJ_58 2023

A young woman is caught deep in an abusive marriage. It isn't until an unlikely hero crosses her path that she finds hope for her life. ------- A/N: I will not write scenes from the fights. I'm sorry, I've only just gotten into WWE and I wouldn't do them any justice.

Emma Jackson has everything she wants. She has her dream career in the WWE, she has her dream partner, Rhea Ripley. However, when a ghost from her past shows up, she realizes that good things can't last forever. With Emma's past catching up to her and Rhea being caught in the crossfire, things are getting bumpy. Can they balance the stress of their everyday lives and their work? Or will they break? (Also found on AO3)

Your childhood friend was Nikki ASH. But after reuniting you start falling in love with her partner Rhea Ripley Tw: violence

WARNING: THIS BOOK CONTAINS MENTIONS OF SEX, EATING DISORDERS, DEATH AND SWEARING! IF ANY OF THIS AFFECTS YOU, DO NOT READ! - Finished on February 10th 2024 :) - Lily Taylor had always dreamt of making it big in the WWE. As a young girl, she would watch the matches religiously, her tiny frame curled up on the couch with a bag of popcorn, her eyes glued to the television screen. Her mum had always been supportive of her dream. At the age of seventeen, she stood at five foot one and weighed a mere one hundred and sixteen pounds. Her hair was a beautiful shade of brown, cascading down her back in loose, flowing waves. Her piercing blue eyes were her most striking feature, often making people stop and stare when she walked by. It was in this same wrestling club that she met Demi Bennett, another seventeen-year-old with the same dream. They instantly became friends, bonding over their shared passion for the sport. Demi was slightly taller than Lily, standing at five foot seven, but they were both equally as determined to make a name for themselves in the world of professional wrestling. She weighed in at a solid one hundred and forty pounds, her athletic build a testament to her years of training. Their friendship grew stronger as they practiced together, pushing each other to be better. They even started attending local matches, studying the moves and techniques of their favourite wrestlers, eager to incorporate them into their own repertoire. Despite being smaller in stature, Lily and Demi were fierce competitors, never backing down from a challenge. Their raw talent and infectious enthusiasm soon caught the attention of the club's head trainer, who saw potential in them both. But this all came to a stop when Demi suddenly leaves the club, no warning at all, leaving Lily feeling lost and heartbroken. Lily learned to move on and forget, her once best friend.