𝑴𝑨𝑳𝑬 & 𝑭𝑬𝑴𝑨𝑳𝑬 𝑭𝑨𝑪𝑬𝑪𝑳𝑨𝑰𝑴𝑺 𝑭𝑶𝑹 𝒀𝑶𝑼𝑹 𝑩𝑶𝑶𝑲𝑺 ᥫ᭡

When a bubbly track star meets a grumpy Dutch baller... A college sports romance between two polar opposites.

A hyper-fixated control freak with an empire to inherit. A self-made day trader who lives in the volatility. He runs on rigid rules; she breaks every single one. --------------------------------------------------------------------- The heavy oak door of the archives clicked shut behind me at 7:12 PM. Twelve minutes late. Kane was already waiting in the dim, quiet alcove. His posture was rigid, his laptop aligned perfectly parallel to the edge of the mahogany table, his dark eyes fixed on the silver watch resting against his wrist. The calm, sweet golden-boy mask was nowhere to be found-only the cold, unyielding precision underneath. "Twelve minutes, Amelia," Kane murmured, his voice dropping an octave as he slowly stood up, closing the distance between us until I was backed against the edge of the high bookshelf. The scent of rain and fresh cedar rolled off him, heavy and suffocating. "Twelve minutes of uncalculated delay." "The market swung two hundred points at close, Sterling," I shot back, my pulse hammering against my ribs as I tilted my head up to meet his dark, furious gaze. "I was locking in a six-figure profit while you were staring at the clock." "I don't give a damn about the profit," he rasped, leaning in until his breath brushed against my lips, trapping me completely in his space. His hand slammed onto the wood right beside my head, his knuckles white with tension. "I care that you think you can walk into my life, blow up my schedule, and drive me completely out of my fucking mind without consequences." I held my breath, the air between us suddenly thin, charged, and dangerous. "Then handle it, Sterling," I whispered, my voice barely a thread, refusing to back down. "Or are you afraid to touch something you can't control?" ---------------------------------------------------------------------

When he and his friends auditioned for Love Island as a joke, the last thing Roman Rossi expected was to meet and fall in love with Athena Woods. Athena Woods was shocked when she was picked to be on Love Island. She's a hopeless romantic, but she has zero hope for men. That is, until she meets Roman. -- Love Island 2026 ocxoc

❛oh you think you're so smooth!❜ ❛ I think you're smiling ❜ Where Caleb McDaniel is not being a good islander because all he wants is her. He doesn't need to 'explore' he just needs her. And You know what they say. A man that yearns earns. Caleb McDaniel /female oc 2026 © JAILUNCLE Love island fanfiction

love island season 8 lowercase intended mariana auditions for love island by force when her friends decided she has been single long enough. as a hopeless romantic she wants nothing more than to find her forever person, what she doesn't expect is for that to be a blonde cowboy who is from the over side of the US. will the pair end up working out or will they be another one of the love island what ifs? caleb mcdaniel x oc melanie moreno x oc

"I WANT YOU ALL TO MYSELF. YOU DON'T NEED NOBODY ELSE. I WANT YOU ALL TO MYSELF I SWEAR." oc x caleb mcdaniel - oc x melanie moreno

𝐒𝐈𝐗𝐓𝐇 𝐒𝐔𝐌𝐌𝐄𝐑 . ✦ ݁ ˖ "Still hate me?" I whispered, hands running over the sides of her legs. Her eyes sparkled. "Always." "Good." joey lynch x oc fem post redeeming 6 [ enemies to lovers x brothers best friend ]

── ❝ 𝘋𝘰 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘸𝘢𝘯𝘵 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘩𝘰𝘶𝘴𝘦 𝘵𝘰𝘶𝘳? 𝘐 𝘤𝘰𝘶𝘭𝘥 𝘵𝘢𝘬𝘦 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘵𝘰 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘧𝘪𝘳𝘴𝘵, 𝘴𝘦𝘤𝘰𝘯𝘥, 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘳𝘥 𝘧𝘭𝘰𝘰𝘳 𝘈𝘯𝘥 𝘐 𝘱𝘳𝘰𝘮𝘪𝘴𝘦 𝘯𝘰𝘯𝘦 𝘰𝘧 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘪𝘴 𝘢 𝘮𝘦𝘵𝘢𝘱𝘩𝘰𝘳 𝘐 𝘫𝘶𝘴𝘵 𝘸𝘢𝘯𝘵 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘵𝘰 𝘤𝘰𝘮𝘦 𝘪𝘯𝘴𝘪𝘥𝘦 ❞ love island season 8 fic (female oc x caleb mcdaniel) (female oc x male oc)

౨ৎ | love island season 8 , caleb mcdaniel 𝐈𝐍 𝐖𝐇𝐈𝐂𝐇 Florence Anastasia Rosewood finds herself in a tough situation while being one of Love Island's newest contestants. ❝I've been dropping hints all night that I'd love it if you held my hand, goddamn. And then maybe we could make-makeout, clothes off and fall to the ground. Let's go steady, let's go out.❞ ( fem!oc x love island 2026 )