𝐒𝐓𝐀𝐑𝐆𝐈𝐑𝐋 ──── ❝i just wanna see you shine, 'cause i know you are a stargirl!❞ 𝐈𝐍 𝐖𝐇𝐈𝐂𝐇 jude bellingham finally manages to shoot his shot with his all time celebrity crush since he was a kid. ❝ the golden boy to her stargirl ❞ 【 social media x real life 】 【 jude bellingham fanfic 】

When Isabella has a chance to play the leading role in a new major film and Laliga's top player Jude Bellingham has to work on his reputation, the two are linked together as a PR stunt. A small problem, they can't get along with each other at all.

When Dakota Jean moves back to her hometown in Pittsburgh, she soon finds herself in the chaos of The Pitt. OC X MICHAEL ROBINAVITCH Book One

Soulmate or blackmail? The alien king says we're fated. I say he's my kidnapper. He used my father's darkest secret to chain me to his throne. Now I'm his queen in a court of knives, and the only thing more dangerous than his enemies... is my growing need for him. ◆ ▪ ◆ ▪ ◆ "First rule of The Veridian: no lies." Before I could breathe, he was there. Cornered against the seat, his warm breath on my neck. As if he knew his effect, he pulled away, opening the car door with a king's grace. "Welcome home, T'vesha," he said, motioning to his cliffside palace-my gilded cage. I stormed past him. Chivalry, my ass. ◆ ▪ ◆ ▪ ◆

Willa Raven was never supposed to have a designation. Omegas went extinct years ago-until the scientists dragged her into a white room and forced one to awaken in her veins. Now she's trapped in a facility that treats her like a specimen, watched by cameras, syringes... and three men she was never meant to meet. A silent Alpha kept in chains, a gentle-eyed apprentice with secrets behind his calm facade, and a boyish voice in the dark whose scent makes her purr. Her body says she belongs to them. Her mind says run.

𝐂𝐎𝐒𝐌𝐈𝐂 ── .✦ 𝘢 𝘴𝘵𝘰𝘳𝘺 𝘰𝘧 𝐝𝐚𝐫𝐤 𝘭𝘰𝘷𝘦 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝐝𝐚𝐫𝐤𝐞𝐫 ιηтєηтισηѕ ━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━ 𝐖𝐀𝐑𝐍𝐈𝐍𝐆: Mature graphic content and non-consensual themes. Discretion advised. *ᵖˡᵉᵃˢᵉ ʳᵉᵛⁱᵉʷ ᵗʰᵉ ᶠᵘˡˡ ˡⁱˢᵗ ᵒᶠ ᵗʳⁱᵍᵍᵉʳ ʷᵃʳⁿⁱⁿᵍˢ ━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━ "...𝘐 𝘸𝘰𝘶𝘭𝘥 𝘯𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘳 𝘱𝘶𝘵 𝘮𝘺 𝘧𝘢𝘯𝘨𝘴 𝘵𝘰 𝘢𝘯𝘰𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘧𝘦𝘮𝘢𝘭𝘦'𝘴 𝘵𝘩𝘳𝘰𝘢𝘵, 𝘰𝘯𝘭𝘺 𝙮𝙤𝙪𝙧𝙨..." ∘₊✧──────✧₊∘ ＊*•̩̩͙✩•̩̩͙*˚After five years navigating unexplored space, Charlie and her crew arrive at a planet that promises salvation for post-apocalyptic Earth. But one mistake - one faulty scan that instills a false sense of security - sets her on a journey she can't come back from. Once she steps foot onto this sentient world, her fate is sealed. What begins as a mission of hope quickly becomes an inescapable nightmare. It won't let her wake, and the reptilian inhabitants ​𝐰𝐢𝐥𝐥 𝐝𝐨 𝐚𝐧𝐲𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐨 𝐤𝐞𝐞𝐩 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐟𝐫𝐨𝐦 𝐥𝐞𝐚𝐯𝐢𝐧𝐠. ━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━ Word count: 135,000 #1 in ScienceFiction - 04/13/2025-05/29/2025 All donations to my buymeacoffee link in my bio will be put towards self-publishing physical copies of my books! Thank you to all who donated!

―when an actress & singer falls in love with someone she can't have. ❝cause i know that you're my soulmate and all that❞ #1 snl 1/22/22 #1 yungblood 8/21/22 -𝐦𝐬𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐦𝐚𝐧 𝟐𝟎𝟐𝟐 ©

in which Tom Holland finds Peter Parker's MJ on Instagram --------------------------- @Zendaya I'm utterly sad to let all the Marvel fans know that I won't be able to be in the upcoming Spider-man movie. We are already looking for the perfect girl to play the role. @TomHolland1996 @Zendaya help me find my MJ! @Zendaya @TomHolland1996 don't worry, we'll find the right girl for ya!

A little girl in a pink, cloud-soft frock once wandered into a world that should have warned her away. She found them at the edge of a dying playground. Two identical boys, caked in mud, standing too still for children their age. Their eyes followed her long before she spoke. "Why are you both sad?" she asked, her voice light and untouched by caution. They smiled. "Because we are dirty," one said. "And no one wants to play with us," the other added. It should have been a simple answer. It wasn't. She frowned, as if the world had made a small, correctable mistake, and took their hands without hesitation. That was the first choice. The smallest one. The one that mattered most. By the time they reached the park, the air felt different. It was quiet and heavier than anything, as though something unseen had drawn closer just to listen. "Let's play," she said brightly, tossing a ball into the space between them. But there were only three of them. And she refused to leave either side. So she ran back and forth, laughter breaking into breathless gasps, small shoes scuffing against the dirt as she tried to belong everywhere at once. With him. With him. Never choosing. Never stopping. Until the boys stopped smiling. Until they simply watched. "You'll get tired," one of them said softly. "You can't play both sides forever," the other murmured. But she only grinned, flushed and stubborn, her voice trembling with a promise she did not understand. "I can. And I will play with both of you." That was the second choice. Years later, when the bodies began to surface, when whispers of manipulation, obsession, and something far darker crept into every room she entered, no one thought to trace it back to a sunlit afternoon and a game that never really ended. But some games don't stop. They wait. And the most dangerous players are the ones who were never taught to choose.