Henry Fox just wanted to be a firefighter, not knowing he would get into danger, find his real father, and fall in love with two coworkers. ℘ Buddiex male oc 9-1-1

An Off-Campus Fanfiction: To the rest of the world, figure skating prodigy Brenna Walker is a machine. To her coach, she's an investment. She is one to be pushed, isolated, and verbally broken until she brings home a medal. Brenna is used to the cruelty. She's used to bleeding for her sport. She's used to freezing everyone else out. She wasn't prepared for Garrett Graham. The hyper protective captain of the Boston Bruins doesn't see a machine. The second they meet, he sees the exhaustion. He sees the subtle flinch her coach ignores. And he decides, right then and there, that he's going to do whatever it takes to help her soar again. Ranked #1 in Figure Skating #10 in Hockey #148 in Elle Kennedy ⭐️ SEQUELS POSTED

Everyone knew who Ella Piastri was. The actress with the angel face. The model on every magazine cover. The girl with white-blonde hair, bright blue eyes, and a smile so sweet it made people fall in love with her from across a room. As the younger sister of Formula One superstar Oscar Piastri, she'd grown up around cameras, fame, and attention. Yet somehow, she remained untouched by it all. Ella was kind. Painfully kind. The type of person who stopped to talk to nervous fans, remembered people's birthdays, and believed everyone deserved a second chance. The world saw a glamorous celebrity living a perfect life, but behind the red carpets and flashing cameras was just a soft-hearted Australian girl trying her best. Then she met Clark Kent. A clumsy reporter with crooked glasses, messy dark hair, and the most beautiful blue eyes she'd ever seen. He wasn't like the actors, athletes, and billionaires constantly surrounding her. He was awkward. Honest. Endlessly kind. And for the first time in her life, Ella found herself wanting someone who didn't seem impressed by her fame at all. The only problem? Clark Kent was hiding the biggest secret in the world. And secrets have a way of changing everything.

Everyone in Smallville knows Charlotte Smith. The beautiful blonde. The popular girl. The one everyone wants to be friends with and every guy wants to date. People think she's spoiled. People think she's shallow. People think they know her. They don't. Because the real Charlotte Smith spends Friday nights in the Kent barn loft, steals Clark Kent's hoodies, falls asleep on his shoulder during movies, and raids the Kent kitchen like she owns the place. And Clark? Clark knows every version of her. The girl who laughs so hard she snorts. The girl who worries about everyone except herself. The girl who curls up beside him like it's the most natural thing in the world. The girl he's been hopelessly, painfully in love with for years. The problem? Charlotte has no idea. To her, Clark is her best friend. Her favorite person. The boy who's always been there. But as secrets grow harder to keep and feelings become impossible to ignore, Clark starts to wonder how much longer he can pretend that every smile doesn't make his heart race. Because being best friends with Charlotte Smith was easy. Falling in love with her? That was the hard part. Smallville AU Best Friends to Lovers Hopelessly in Love Clark Kent Popular Girl x Farm Boy Slow Burn Childhood Best Friends

𝖶𝖾'𝗋𝖾 𝖼𝖺𝗎𝗀𝗁𝗍 𝗂𝗇 𝖺 𝗍𝗋𝖺𝗉 𝖨 𝖼𝖺𝗇'𝗍 𝗐𝖺𝗅𝗄 𝗈𝗎𝗍 𝖡𝖾𝖼𝖺𝗎𝗌𝖾 𝖨 𝗅𝗈𝗏𝖾 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝗍𝗈𝗈 𝗆𝗎𝖼𝗁, 𝖻𝖺𝖻𝗒 Stevie Presley Lockwood was never one for sports, how could she be? From the day she was born, her parents made her an arts girl with the names they gave her, not that she minded. So if you told 17 year old Stevie that in her sophomore year of college she would become best friends with the most popular hockey players on campus and that she would have the most complicated relationship with two of them, she would've probably laughed in your face and told you to give her a hit of the joint you were smoking. But still, despite all her efforts of ignoring them, she loved her hockey idiots, especially two, though it will take her a long time to realize that last part. Off Campus Fanfic John Logan x OC x Dean Di Laurentis (Poly)

Shane Hollander x Ilya Rozanov x Hayley Rogers When Hayley Rogers lands her dream job as a reporter covering the NHL, she expects late nights, breaking stories, and a front-row seat to hockey's fiercest rivalries. What she doesn't expect is them. Shane Hollander and Ilya Grigoryevich Rozanov are legends on the ice-sworn rivals, relentless competitors, and two of the most dangerous men in the league. Their hatred is explosive, their chemistry undeniable, and somehow, Hayley finds herself right in the middle of it all. One interview turns into tension. One glance turns into temptation. And suddenly, the rivalry isn't just about hockey anymore. Caught between two rivals who refuse to lose-on or off the ice-Hayley must navigate ambition, loyalty, and feelings she never planned to have... before everything she's worked for spirals out of control. Disclaimer: I do not own Heated Rivalry or any of its characters. All original characters and storyline elements belong to their rightful author. This fanfiction is purely for creative and entertainment purposes. Hayley Rogers is my original character.

"Tell me if this hurts, Annie." Alyxe said, softly nibbling on her skin. At first, Analeese was confused as to why the small nibbles would hurt her, but she soon realized that the small nibbles weren't what she had to worry about. "Fuck." Analeese cried out as Alyxe bit down hard on the space between her inner thigh. "You don't understand the things you do to me, Annie. I just want to destroy you, devour you, and please you everytime I'm near you." - Analeese was an innocent girl. She knew about sex, but had never engaged in the actual activity. She always assumed it was overhyped, so, she didn't worry about her virginity too much. She had better things she focused on. But, things change when you're in college. Especially when shy boy Alyxe takes a liking to Analeese. She makes his mind foggy in the best way possible, he can only imagine the things he could do to her, the many different ways he could corrupt her innocent mind.

Published on 11/1/23 Nine, a special force soldier whose only purpose was to serve the Imperial Army, died and transmigrated into the body of Toby Calypto, the useless canon fodder villain of a story. Toby Calypto was a two-faced, scheming idiot who tried to hook up with several powerful men and women without any success because no one was stupid enough to touch that with a ten-foot pole. In the story, Toby tried to kill his younger cousin, the female lead, after she rejected his marriage proposal. Then he tried to kill the male lead because the female lead fell in love with him. Then he blackmailed them because why not? In the end, fed up with his nonsense, one of the male lead's best friends stabbed him to death and nobody cared. "..." Nine had no interest in participating in the narrative. "Hey--" "No." Easier said than done. Why won't anyone leave him alone?! Obligatory Declaration (because it is now 2025): This story was made by a human author. In fact, all my stories were made by a human author. Do NOT feed more work into AI. I do not permit my works to be used in any way to train generative AI.

[𝐏𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐜𝐞 𝐁𝐞𝐧 𝐱 𝐑𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫] 𝐔𝐍𝐃𝐄𝐑 𝐄𝐃𝐈𝐓𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐂𝐀𝐔𝐒𝐄 𝐈 𝐖𝐀𝐍𝐍𝐀 𝐌𝐀𝐊𝐄 𝐈𝐓 𝐆𝐎𝐎𝐃 𝐅𝐎𝐑 𝐘'𝐀𝐋𝐋 "Look at the stars, look how they shine for you." (xfemaleblack!reader) This also may or may not follow the events from the movies.