Sprina short fics and one shots based on songs. Fuck this racist ass show.

Deja likes a guy with a weird name. She saw him for the first time at orientation. Smokey hazel eyes. Crooked smile. Dimpled cheeks. She thought she'd never see him again, but then she saw him in Freshman comp, then Calc 1, and now General Bio. Dacre likes a girl with a weird obsession. He saw her for the first time at orientation. Thick coily hair. Rosebud lips. Beauty marks. He thought he'd never see her again, but then he saw her in Freshman comp, then Calc 1, and now General Bio. So Deja likes Dacre, and Dacre likes Deja. Yet neither of them knows. Their friends always tell them to make the first move. Maybe it's their lack of experience, or fear of rejection, but they just continue to like each other from afar. Once again, they're in the same class. Only this time they're placed in the same group. On top of that, they're neighbors now. So now they see each other almost every single day. Now, greetings turn into conversations, conversations turn to laughter, laughter turns to friendly touching. Who knows what could happen next? Friendship, romance, or something else? *Rankings* #2 - College: 7/1/23 #5 - Cute: 7/1/23 #22 - bgwb: 1/3/24

Zachariah Grey and Reneé Asante. Two emerging adults on the most difficult part of their teenage years. College. To Zachariah, fate is the reason for everything in life. Nobody can stop what needs to happen from happening. To Reneé, perseverance gets a person to the point they are. Nothing comes for free, work hard or fall behind. But what if these two learn something from each other that they might never learn from anyone else? ------------------------------------------------------- "I didn't find you as an instrument person," I said, looking over at Zach as he quietly set down the guitar. "I wasn't, and I still am not," he replied, still fumbling to place the guitar on the stand. "But I saw how you looked at Billie at the concert like she was the love of your life," he chuckled lightly, before looking up at me through his dark bangs and piercing my soul with his deep blue eyes. "I wanted you to look at me like that too". ------------------------------------------------------- NOT A VINNE HACKER FANFIC EW I JUST HAAVE HIM AS THE COVER

[Complete] "It's okay darling. Just let me handle it. Your legs will stop shaking in a minute" Coming out of an abusive relationship, Reid meets the light of his life and things get better. With his ex constantly in the picture, how can he move on? I don't know why I wrote this book the way I did, but credit is given to heskindaharry for the plot. I'm only uploading again because I have requests. This book is old, and the main characters can be irritating. Please be nice to me! #1 bianchi #1 Mature #1 bwwm #1 steamy

Puck You is now available in paperback and e-book! Grace wants to prove herself by making the men's hockey team at her new school. Will a rivalry with the captain - or an attraction between them - get in the way? ***** When Grace Gillman moves to California, she's determined to play hockey -- even if that means making a place for herself on her new school's only team. But Sebastian Evans doesn't want a girl on the men's team, even if she's a great player. He's convinced she'll distract the other boys and cost them their shot at the championship - and with it, his only chance at a scholarship to his dream college. But despite his icy attitude towards her, he can't help but feel a connection building between them - which quickly gets complicated when he learns she has eyes for someone else. Will they remain rivals on the rink, or will things heat up between them? [[word count: 100,000-150,000 words]]

𝐥𝐞𝐭𝐬 𝐛𝐞 𝐜𝐮𝐭 𝐟𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐧𝐝𝐬 𝐲𝐨𝐮 & 𝐈 .. (2 books in 1)

You could say that Carmen and Chance are... 'pen pals.' Emphasis on the PEN COPYRIGHT 2016-2025 to _macc_ I DO NOT GIVE PERMISSION TO REDISTRIBUTE MY INTELLECTUAL PROPERTY TO ANYONE OR ON ANY SITE

"You deserved a real man to protect you and take care of you." Mm. So much for that. "How could I have done that sitting behind bars?" He takes my face in his hands. "There wasn't a day that went by where I didn't think about you, baby." I close my eyes as a tear drops down my cheek that he gradually wipes away with his thumb. "I've missed you so much, Leila." He says in a deep raspy tone. His lips hungrily fall to mine. They feel so foreign yet so warm and familiar. Both of us fighting for dominance as our tongues twirl against each other. My breathing hikes and I can't help but feel the wine taking over my body as I drape myself over his lap. I need him so bad right now. He starts biting little trails down my neck, getting close enough to one of my sweet spots. I push off him, and rising to my feet. "Nah. I don't believe you." Backing away from him. He returns a confused look. "Lei-." "If you missed me, you would've reached out to me." He finally stands. Sticking both his hands in his pockets. "One year you've been out. What the fuck have you been doing all this time?" I yell. He takes a step forward. Ting. Both of our eyes cut to the elevator. There's a loud drunken screech, "Damiannnn!" Who the fuck is this bitch??

"𝖺𝗅𝗅 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝗀𝗈𝗍𝗍𝖺' 𝖽𝗈 𝗂𝗌 𝗌𝖺𝗒 𝗒𝖾𝗌"