Stripper + mother Nairari is a single mother who works at the strip club to provide for her son and for herself. During weekends she's a stripper and during the week she's a mother who works at her sisters saloon/barbershop as a nail tech and barber. With the trauma she went through during her pregnancy she refuses to let another guy close to her after her ex boyfriend Tyrese. Basketball Player with an obsession Jakari falls in love with Nairari at first site. He's a basketball player who has his own clothing line. Jakari finds ways to talk to Nairari but he only knows her stripper name and wants to find out more about her. Jakari just wants to love Nairari and take care of her but will she allow him into her life and her son's life? This is His Devotion 🤍 I love you all Enjoy🤍

Milan, a successful lash tech in Atlanta, meets Saint, a man serving time in prison, through a random TikTok Live.

❝Now that I've got you in my space, I won't let go of you❞ Vienna Moore never saw herself being in a relationship. Because of her past, she knew dating wasn't her scene so she backed off. She focused on school and planning her life while also having fun. Callum Vanderbilt came from power and influence. From the start, he never had a say in what he could do. But he was always willing to disobey his parents the older he got. Vienna never thought she'd be the first choice for anyone. But then Callum showed up and flipped her life upside down. But in the best way possible. The moment Callum laid his eyes on Vienna, he knew. The moment he talked to her, he was certain. Read to explore the love life of Vienna and Callum <3 PS: This story is more romance more than politics

❝I wanna give you everything, even if it means giving up everything❞ Piper Canavaugh has always been a tough cookie. She loved being independent and because of that, she became quite stubborn. She hated accepting help, even when it benefited her because she was raised to figure things out herself. She knew no one could stop her. No one except her closest friend. Nicolas Matthews was in the spotlight ever since he was a kid. He then became one of the best child actors ever and still was loved at the age of 20. But soon enough, it all became too much and he needed a break. So back to his hometown he went, visiting his mom, hanging out with his best friend but also needing to see the one girl who made it all worth it. Follow Piper and Nicolas in Summer Bay as they venture through life, confront their issues and finding each other.

Dick never thought his family would be brought into this life, he hadn't told anyone other than Wally about Percy or the kids. But now the agents want to bring Percy in, he didn't want this for her, she was retired and she had done enough. Dick thought two world ending events was enough for anybody, but he also knew Percy, she could never say no, not to her family. Hi sorry if There are spelling mistakes. I am dyslexic, and English is not my first language. This is also my first fanfic so I hope you like it :)

Eleanora Fitzwilliam had known Anthony Bridgerton since they were both merely three and ten years of age. Eleanora's unexpected marriage to another man drifted the two apart, cutting them off from communication for ten years. That is, until the marriage ended tragically. A pivotal reunion, trials and tribulations of Daphne's debuting season, unrequited affection, and Eleanora's entering of her season with her terminally ill condition known as "the spinster" all challenge her bond with Anthony as he's in the midst of searching for a viscountess. ~~~ "Let us stop for a second," Eleanora suggested, smiling. Anthony couldn't help but feel panic rise inside him. "Am I doing something wrong?" "No," she said softly. "You are doing everything right." ~~~ Anthony Bridgerton x fem!OC Trope: childhood friends to lovers, enemies to lovers Began writing: 4/14/22 Began publishing: 6/26/22 Finished publishing: 7/18/22

"What you mean? You my forever lady" "Stopppp you're making me smile too hard" PLEASE READ,VOTE AND ALLAT 🙏🏽

A Female Percy Jackson and Male Annabeth Chase story. In which Andrew, the runaway son of Batman, fled the chaos of Gotham when the weight of legacy, grief, and expectations became too much - only to be yanked back into the madness he left behind when Percy Jackson plays the ultimate card: "Your lost son is in trouble, so give us your plane." Now Bruce Wayne's private jet is en route to San Diego, carrying three demigods, a brooding billionaire, and a very confused Tim Drake - because when gods and monsters collide with Gotham's elite, things are bound to get complicated.

Two months have passed since the second Giant war with Gaea and Percy finally thinks of returning home to Gotham since running away at the age of twelve. As the great prophecy can't no longer harm them nor could the second one, Percy decides to head home to Wayne Manor and finally break the news of him being not dead but hey he heard Jason had also come back from the dead. So perhaps it isn't so weird much but then again they are the bats so it probably won't make a difference. It's a fanfic I do not own any characters

percilla Jackson, or Percy as she was known, lay amidst the carnage, the last ember of life flickering in her sea-green eyes. Her friends, fallen heroes of Olympus, surrounded her, their lifeless forms a chilling testament to the brutal battle. Then, a blinding light consumed her; a chorus of divine voices, Zeus's rage a palpable force, Poseidon's sorrow a tidal wave. Against her will, she was reborn - the Goddess of Justice, Vengeance, Children, and Peace, a cruelly ironic quartet of domains. A century passed, the weight of her impossible responsibilities crushing her. Her pain, far from fading, spiralled into a vortex of despair, threatening to shatter the very fabric of her divine existence. Lord Chaos, ever vigilant, saw her impending destruction. He couldn't allow such a powerful being to unravel, not when the cosmos trembled at the thought. With a flick of his chaotic hand, he sealed her divinity, her memories reduced to a whisper of her name, Percy, and her sea-green eyes a striking contrast to her now youthful appearance. He plucked her from the Olympian realm, depositing her in a dimension where the Old Gods were mere legends, a world shrouded in shadows and echoing with forgotten magic. He chose his vessel carefully: Jason Todd, the Red Hood, a man haunted by his own demons, a man who craved purpose. Based on other ff with dad Jason - Jason pulls a Bruce Wayne by Lynna5555 The Boy King and the Dark Knight by: fuckmylifeifykyk I see you're still doing the same old by:reading16 (Ao3) for one so small by: stratagem (Ao3)