After fleeing her abusive ex in the middle of the night, Chloe Dawson arrives in a small coastal town with nothing but a duffel bag, a crying six-month-old baby, and the last of her savings. She rents a tiny apartment where the walls are paper-thin. Next door lives Sergeant Mason Kane, disciplined, exhausted, emotionally closed off, and currently on leave between military assignments. After years in the army, silence is the only thing that helps him sleep. Then the baby starts crying every night. At first, Mason is irritated. Chloe is terrified of him. Every knock on the door reminds her of the man she escaped.

"I thought you left," Ivy said softly. "I was waiting," Ryan replied. "You're getting soaked." "I don't care." "Why are you still here?" "Because if I leave now... I'll regret it." "...Ryan." "Ivy." Silence. "Can I?" he asked quietly. She nodded slightly. His hand touched her cheek. "You're shaking." "I'm not." "You are." "I'm not cold." "I didn't say you were." A pause. "I think I'm falling for you," he said. "...You think?" "No," Ryan whispered. "I know." "You shouldn't say that." "But I do." "...This is a bad idea." "...We should stop." "I know." Neither of them moved. "Then what are we doing?" she whispered." Ryan looked at her. "I don't want to stop." ── ⋆⋅𖤓⋅⋆ ── Some girls get noticed. Some girls chase attention. Ivy Caldwell is neither. She came to North Ridge University to start over, to be invisible, and to focus on her studies. A new city, a new school, a fresh start-no distractions, no drama, no mistakes. Then she meets Ryan Carter. He's everything she's not: confident, reckless, the star forward of the hockey team, and the kind of guy every girl wants-but who never wants anyone in return. He's the bad boy of campus, the player everyone whispers about, the guy who thinks he's untouchable. But Ryan notices her. Not because she's loud or flashy, but because she's quiet. She doesn't swoon or fawn. She doesn't even know who he is. And suddenly, the guy who never chases anyone wants her more than he's ever wanted anyone. This is a story about first impressions, stolen glances, and a game of hearts where the stakes are high. Because sometimes, the coldest hearts can melt... when they're pushed Heart on Ice.

Live with boys, they said. It'll be fun, they said. "Nick, I swear to fucking god, if you try to dye my cat blue one more time, I'll pour water on your PC." Be a twitch streamer, they said. You'll have an open schedule, they said. "Who's streaming tonight? George? Okay what time? Why do you have to stream at 3 am?" Fall for the hot roommate, they said. It'll be easy to date him, they said. "I think it would be best if we stayed friends, it would be much safer that way." Even with the struggle of having roommates, getting your heart broken, and the eyes of almost 7 million people watching, Quinn still feels like she's living the dream. Until, it seems to fall apart in front of her eyes.

he dislikes her, and she just wants to know why.

A, more on the famous side, faceless streamer, Katelyn Elizabeth Foyer, from North Carolina gets noticed by a fellow Minecraft streamer in late August, year 2020. While she already has a rather large fanbase, she can't help but get overly excited by the notice. As time passes she befriends the streamer who raided her with almost 50k views, leaving her at a whopping 65k view count. The more they get to know each other the more he starts introducing her to his friends. One friend stand out to her. When Karl Jacobs enters Katelyn Foyer's life and changes everything she once believed in, what happens then? What happens when she breaks the one promise she promised herself? Can she save herself from yet another heartbreak or will she go through all the pain again and in the end realize he just wasn't the one? Will she truly find someone she loves and can be herself with without messing everything up? --- #1 karl - 9/14/22

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Just as you hoped, you had indeed received an email from the college, one of the notifications from last night. Your eyes skimmed the paragraphs, focusing on the last one. 'We are delighted to inform you that your application has been accepted. Welcome to our campus, we look forward to having you.' Your eyes widened at the text, why would they accept an almost highschool dropout? Though, that didn't matter now. If you had known you would've been accepted before today, you would've just brushed it off as luck and declined them. But things were different, very different, and you didn't have any place in New York anymore. Karl Jacobs x reader Reader uses they/them Date started - 04/02/21 Date finished - 08/11/21

Dawn lives the simple, eventful, and sleepless life of a doctor. She always thought that the only form of attention she would ever get is from her many patients -definitely not that of Quackity and his many viewers'. Twenty million subscribers, eight years, and one sleep-deprivation induced courage later, she signs herself up for Love or Host to meet the guy she admired from afar, for so long. Being the honest, medically-inclined shut-in she is, involving herself in a famous streamer's life was a huge 180 from the one she used to know. I guess that's what you get for sending him a Friendship Application, right? Sneak Peek: "Stop," he said in a low tone. It was unfamiliar and almost scary. He wasn't looking at the screen anymore, he was looking down and if my line of work didn't require intricate observation, I would have missed how he trembled in anger subtly. An eerie silence engulfed the whole call, "Quack-" Austin tried to intervene. "You keep talking like you actually know me," he said so fast but so clearly. "Who do you think you are? You think watching a few fucking videos gives you the right to tell me that, like you know who I am?" "I-I'm not. It's just an observa- I work with people everyday, you pick up on how to read nonverbal cues and a little bit of character even when they're lyin-" "Well, I'm sorry, doctor, but I'm not one your patients," he said in a way that was somehow demeaning, like he was mocking the way I go about because of how much my profession has fully integrated into my personality. "What the fuck is wrong with you? That's it, you're out. No more chances and no more fucking saves from Minx. Disconnect to the call before I kick you out myself." Highest Achieved Ranking: #1/23.4K alex #2/2.84K alexis #1/1.31K quackityhq #1/21 quackityalex #1/123 content creator #2/17.6K quackity #8/74.6K youtube

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