they come from the same place, but live in completely different worlds - started: 8.10.2025 ended: 16.11.2025

━ ❝ ɪ ᴄᴏᴜʟᴅ ɢᴇᴛ ᴜsᴇ ᴛᴏ ɪɢɴᴏʀɪɴɢ ʏᴏᴜ ❞ 𓂃 ˖ ﾟ ❝ ɪ'ᴅ ʀᴀᴛʜᴇʀ ʏᴏᴜ ɢᴇᴛ ᴜsᴇ ᴛᴏ ɴᴏᴛɪᴄɪɴɢ ᴍᴇ ❞ ╰━━ 𝚰𝐍 𝐖𝐇𝚰𝐂𝐇, ᴘᴀᴜʟ ʟᴀʜᴏᴛᴇ ɪᴍᴘʀɪɴᴛs ᴏɴ ʙᴇʟʟᴀ sᴡᴀɴs ᴄᴏᴜsɪɴ. [ᴘᴀᴜʟ ʟᴀʜᴏᴛᴇ 𝗫 ғᴇᴍᴀʟᴇ ᴏᴄ ] ━ [ᴛᴡɪʟɪɢʜᴛ ɴᴇᴡ ᴍᴏᴏɴ & ᴏɴᴡᴀʀᴅs] ✦˚₊ ‧ 𝐅𝐎𝐑𝐄𝐕𝐄𝐑 ! ━━━━━━ ↳ status ━ ongoing ╰┈➤ ᴀʟʟ ʀɪɢʜᴛs ᴛᴏ sᴛᴇᴘʜᴇɴɪᴇ ᴍᴇʏᴇʀ ᴀɴᴅ ᴛʜᴇ ᴄʀᴇᴀᴛᴏʀs ᴏғ ᴛᴡɪʟɪɢʜᴛ. ɪ ᴅᴏ ɴᴏᴛ ᴄʟᴀɪᴍ ᴏᴡɴᴇʀsʜɪᴘ ᴏғ ᴀɴʏ ᴏʀɪɢɪɴᴀʟ ᴄʜᴀʀᴀᴄᴛᴇʀs, ᴅɪᴀʟᴏɢᴜᴇ, ᴏʀ ᴡᴏʀʟᴅ - ᴛʜɪs ɪs sɪᴍᴘʟʏ ᴀ ғᴀɴғɪᴄᴛɪᴏɴ ᴡʀɪᴛᴛᴇɴ ғᴏʀ ғᴜɴ. :) ɪ ᴄʟᴀɪᴍ ᴍʏ ᴅɪᴀʟᴏɢᴜᴇ ᴀɴᴅ ᴍʏ ᴡʀɪᴛɪɴɢs ᴛʜɪs ʙᴏᴏᴋ ɪɴᴄʟᴜᴅᴇs sᴛʀᴏɴɢ ʟᴀɴɢᴜᴀɢᴇ, ᴍɪʟᴅ ɢʀᴀᴘʜɪᴄ ᴄᴏɴᴛᴇɴᴛ, ᴀɴᴅ ɪɴᴛɪᴍᴀᴛᴇ sᴄᴇɴᴇs. ɪᴛ ɪs ɪɴᴛᴇɴᴅᴇᴅ ғᴏʀ ᴍᴀᴛᴜʀᴇ ᴀᴜᴅɪᴇɴᴄᴇs. ᴘʟᴇᴀsᴇ ʀᴇᴀᴅ ᴀᴛ ʏᴏᴜʀ ᴏᴡɴ ᴅɪsᴄʀᴇᴛɪᴏɴ. ﮩ٨ـﮩﮩ٨ـ♡ﮩ٨ـﮩﮩ٨ـ ﮩ٨ـﮩﮩ٨ـ♡ﮩ٨ـﮩﮩ٨ـ ﮩ٨ـﮩﮩ٨ـ♡ﮩ٨ـﮩﮩ٨ـ

"It causes your immune system to turn against you," I explained gently. The color terrifyingly drained from his face as he stared at his knuckles. "I have a spot," he whispered, his voice scraping like glass. "Right here." He let out a strangled noise as the stadium footage buffered. "Riley!" he shrieked, covering his burning face while peering through his fingers at his future self. "Those pants leave absolutely nothing to the imagination!" He went so unnaturally still I thought his heart had stopped beating. His charcoal-stained fingers curled into tight fists. "Fifty," he whispered, scanning the fatal summary on the glowing screen. "I am... I am gone at fifty." What if the only way to save your future was to completely abandon your past? In 1982, Michael Jackson is suffocating. Trapped behind his family's compound gates and drowning under industry pressure, the rising star just wants a life of peace and normalcy. The universe answers-violently ripping him from his timeline and dropping him onto the bedroom rug of Riley, a freelance graphic designer in the year 2025. Stranded forty-three years in the future, Michael must face a world that already knows his tragic history. But Riley fiercely refuses to let that history repeat. She offers him the anonymous, ordinary life he always craved, rebuilding his shattered confidence brick by brick and teaching him the radical concept of self-love. More importantly, she arms him with the ultimate weapon: the brutal truth. She gives him the exact names of the snakes hiding in his 1982 backyard, the upcoming betrayals, and the devastating tragedies he is destined to face. When the universe inevitably pulls him back, Michael is no longer the timid pop star terrified of his shadow. He is a king preparing to claim his throne, knowing exactly how to rewrite music history and what it takes to survive. But armed with the future, changing his fate might cost him the one person who taught him how to live.

Yamileth Santos had always been told she was special. It wasn't whispered sweetly in her ear or etched into bedtime stories. No, her worth had been hammered into her like a jewel set into a crown-polished, flawless, and cold. Born into one of the wealthiest families in Outer Banks, Yamileth had learned early that power wasn't something given; it was something worn. Her father, a ruthless businessman, and her mother, a socialite who could dismantle anyone with a single arched brow, had raised her to be nothing less than perfect. By the time she was seventeen, she had mastered the art of being untouchable. Boys loved her, but she never let them close. Girls wanted to be her, but she kept them at arm's length. The only person who had ever seen cracks in her armor was her older brother, Mateo, but even he had left for college without looking back. Then, everything changed. That summer, the weight of her father's crown became unbearable. And that's when Yamileth finally noticed Rafe Cameron. They'd always run in the same circles-same parties, same people, same world. He was the guy with too much charm for his own good, always making a scene or pushing the limits of what even Kooks could get away with. She'd dismissed him for years as reckless and loud, more trouble than he was worth. But that summer, something shifted. Maybe it was the way he'd started showing up more often, his eyes lingering on her with a boldness no one else dared. Or maybe it was the fact that, for once, Yamileth felt a crack in her perfect, pristine life.

He was a heartless ex-cartel man turned FBI informant. She was the innocent girl who never should've crossed his path. Their bond was reckless, consuming, and dangerous-a storm of lust, fights, and raw emotion. ---------

| Happy Lowman x OC | COMPLETED | Miranda 'Randi' Morrow was finally living her dream after getting her dream job in Seattleᅳ even though she had to give up a lot and leave behind for her dream, including the Tacoma Killer, with whom she had been in a relationship for three years. Part of her had always regretted not fighting harder for her relationship, but on the other hand she had now what she had always wantedᅳ although she wasn't sure if it was still her dream or if her priorities had changed during her time with Happy. When her half-brother called in a lockdown, however, she realized sooner than she liked how much she regretted letting go of what had been most important to her. Besides her dream job, her old love being back in her life and a new rival, Randi had to decide what she ultimately wanted.

A sunshine girl. A serious man. Multiple chanced meetings that changed everything. Aurora Blaire wasn't looking for anything serious-especially not while on a girls' holiday. But fate had other plans, for both her and Lucian Thorne: a brutally composed CEO who didn't do random, had never been in a relationship, and was too focused on his businesses to find love. What started as chance run-ins turned into something they couldn't ignore. But how does a man built on control survive the kind of girl who blooms in chaos? ------------------------------------------------------------------ ""Her tipsy boldness kicked in hard, and walked for the armrest near him-planning to sit there casually. But the world tilted, and instead of gracefully settling next to him, she ended up tumbling right onto his lap. His hand shot to her waist, steadying her with surprising gentleness. "Careful, princess." he said, his voice low and smooth, just enough to make her blush harder. "Oops," she giggled, cheeks flaming. "I cant believe it's you Mr. Serious." "Still drunk, I see." And with that, Aurora's mind took off in full chatter mode."" ------------------------------------------------------------------ #1 TEENFICTION #1 SWEET #1 GRUMPY #1 CUTE #1 FUNNY #1 GRUMPYXSUNSHINE #1 RICHGUY

on the official wattpad page's reading list for black stories📖📚 She escaped her past in stilettos. He brought her back in boots. Gianna Sinclair built a glamorous life in Los Angeles-designer clothes, celebrity clients, and a reputation that sparkled as bright as the Hollywood sign. But beneath the polish lies a past she buried long ago in Prairie View, Texas-a sleepy town filled with dusty roads, painful memories, and a little sister she left behind. When her grandmother passes, Gianna is forced to return home for the first time in years. There, Gini-hurt, angry, and grieving-greets her with sharp words and deeper wounds. One explosive argument later, Gianna storms off, intent on leaving Prairie View for good. But fate as other plans. Only one wrong turn lands herself stranded on the backroads of open fields. Where she meets Weston Reid. Rugged. Quiet. Cowboy to the bone. Weston isn't looking for trouble, but trouble sure looks good in designer heels and ruined curls. He saves her. She challenges him. And as Gianna's glamorous world crashes into his rugged one, sparks fly hotter than the Southern sun. But love in Prairie View isn't simple. There are secrets buried deeper than the Texas clay. And Gianna will have to decide if she's willing to trade fame and fashion... for a second chance, a hometown healing-and the kind of love that doesn't give a damn about headlines. WARNING: Erotica Content

❝ 𝙃𝙤𝙬 𝙘𝙖𝙣 𝙬𝙚 𝙜𝙤 𝙗𝙖𝙘𝙠 𝙩𝙤 𝙗𝙚𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙛𝙧𝙞𝙚𝙣𝙙𝙨 𝙬𝙝𝙚𝙣 𝙬𝙚 𝙟𝙪𝙨𝙩 𝙨𝙝𝙖𝙧𝙚𝙙 𝙖 𝙗𝙚𝙙? ❞ 𝘊𝘢𝘱𝘵𝘢𝘪𝘯 𝘈𝘮𝘦𝘳𝘪𝘤𝘢: 𝘊𝘪𝘷𝘪𝘭 𝘞𝘢𝘳 ✹ 𝘚𝘱𝘪𝘥𝘦𝘳-𝘔𝘢𝘯: 𝘕𝘰 𝘞𝘢𝘺 𝘏𝘰𝘮𝘦 -ˋˏ 𝑴𝑪𝑼 𝑷𝑬𝑻𝑬𝑹 𝑷𝑨𝑹𝑲𝑬𝑹 𝒙 𝑭𝑬𝑴𝑨𝑳𝑬 𝑶𝑪 ˎˊ-