𝐁𝐄𝐓𝐖𝐄𝐄𝐍 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐋𝐈𝐍𝐄𝐒 | Yasmine Martinez is the definition of resting bitch face. She is known around Tree Hill for being spoiled and getting anything she wants. Just her luck when she goes for a late-night joy ride in her mother's car and wrecks the front of it. The next day she ends up at Keith Scott's Body Shop and crosses paths with Lucas Scott.

Book 1/4 He needed a wife. She needed to prove her parents wrong. What happens when two people agree to an arrangement that can blow in their faces and ruin the company they both built? Amara Quinn, assistant of one of the biggest companies in the world, the assistant everyone wishes they had, the woman who can destroy you with no stare, who's beautiful in every way but never gives any guy a second of her gaze. Cassian Malkov, the CEO, the most powerful man alive, who even makes the winter look warm, the man who's literally untouchable, who feels nothing who sees everything but feels nothing. They don't believe in love. They don't believe in forever. But they do believe in power, - and this marriage is the only way to keep it. Lines blur when business turns personal, when late nights become long stares, and when fake vows start to feel dangerously real. Marriage was supposed to be the solution. But with tension this high, it might just be the beginning of war.

"You deserved a real man to protect you and take care of you." Mm. So much for that. "How could I have done that sitting behind bars?" He takes my face in his hands. "There wasn't a day that went by where I didn't think about you, baby." I close my eyes as a tear drops down my cheek that he gradually wipes away with his thumb. "I've missed you so much, Leila." He says in a deep raspy tone. His lips hungrily fall to mine. They feel so foreign yet so warm and familiar. Both of us fighting for dominance as our tongues twirl against each other. My breathing hikes and I can't help but feel the wine taking over my body as I drape myself over his lap. I need him so bad right now. He starts biting little trails down my neck, getting close enough to one of my sweet spots. I push off him, and rising to my feet. "Nah. I don't believe you." Backing away from him. He returns a confused look. "Lei-." "If you missed me, you would've reached out to me." He finally stands. Sticking both his hands in his pockets. "One year you've been out. What the fuck have you been doing all this time?" I yell. He takes a step forward. Ting. Both of our eyes cut to the elevator. There's a loud drunken screech, "Damiannnn!" Who the fuck is this bitch??

Vivian Blake doesn't take orders-at least, not anymore. After serving in the Army and earning a reputation for being sharp, resourceful, and a little too stubborn, she's ready for a fresh start with the LAPD. But when she's assigned to Mid-Wilshire as Tim Bradford's new rookie after Lucy Chen makes detective, she quickly realizes that her toughest challenge won't be the streets of L.A.-it'll be her no-nonsense training officer. Tim Bradford is known for being one of the best TOs in the department, and he has no patience for rookies who think they know everything. Vivian is smart, confident, and infuriatingly good at pushing his buttons. He tells himself it's just another assignment, but as they work side by side, the lines between duty and something deeper start to blur. Rules are there for a reason, and crossing them could cost everything. But when danger closes in on Vivian-both from the job and her past-Tim has to ask himself: is some risk worth taking?

━━━━ I have a very childlike rage, and a very childlike loneliness. [ a 'The Rookie' fanfiction ] [ tim bradford x fem!oc ] [ season 1 - ? ]

in which they have to keep it a secret ♡ #1 rookie #1 therookie #1 ericwinter #1 timbradford #1 911 #1 nyla # lucychen #1 lapd #1 celinajuarez #1 wadegrey #1 johnnolan #1 jacksonwest #1 police #1 cops

Imani Rice, a vibrant 23-year-old, stood on the brink of a new chapter, poised to graduate from Jamestown University with dual master's degrees in art history and business. The world seemed to shine brightly for her, especially with her upcoming marriage to James Price, a 25-year-old scion of wealth and the heir to the illustrious Price Company. They were set to walk across the stage together, their futures intertwined, and Imani was bursting with joy, eager to share the news of their impending parenthood. Yes, she was pregnant, and the thought of revealing this precious secret to James filled her with anticipation. But fate had other plans. A shocking announcement from a news outlet shattered her dreams: James was to marry someone else. Imani's heart raced as she dialed his number, praying for a mistake. To her disbelief, he answered. Her heart sank as she pleaded for clarity, only to hear the devastating truth from James himself-he had never loved her, and their relationship had been nothing more than a fleeting illusion. Before she could respond, he ended the call, leaving her in a whirlwind of despair, now alone and pregnant. Fast forward several years, and Imani had transformed her life. She emerged as a celebrated museum curator, gracing the covers of Time and Vogue, hailed as the Woman of the Century by The New York Times. Alongside her was Mia, her radiant five-year-old daughter, the light of her life who had been her anchor through the darkest storms. Imani had built a life of success and fulfillment, but just as she thought she had conquered her past, her boss dropped a bombshell: they were partnering with a company eager to enter the museum sector. The twist? It was James's company. Now, Imani faced a new challenge, grappling with the ghosts of her past while navigating sleepless nights and the complexities of her present. How would she confront the man who had once shattered her world?