DISCLAIMER: Everything I write is 100% fiction. The people in my story are fictional characters loosely based on real people. If you find rpf problematic, this story is not for you. During your first encounters with him as a newly appointed paralegal of his defense team, led by your mom, you could barely focus in his presence. It wasn't just his face - the real gravity of him came from something deeper, an almost otherworldly presence, a quiet force that seemed to radiate from within. Even grainy old Facebook photos from his high school and college days, dug up by strangers online, managed to capture a fraction of that intensity, leaving people around the world inexplicably drawn to him. And up close? It was overwhelming. At first at least. Before you got used to it. If you ever really did? Now, sitting next to him and your family ready to board a jet, was hardly the time to unpack whatever that meant. But a summer in Italy, long days at the beach and drinking endless glasses of wine, together with quite possibly the most breathtaking man you had ever laid eyes on? Well... it certainly couldn't hurt. Right? "Luigi, are you coming?" He turned away from the window at the sound of his name, a smile spreading across his face. Wide, bright, and brimming with that unmistakable spark of excitement. "Can't wait," he grinned, beaming from ear to ear. (All smut chapters are marked with 🔥 in the chapter index)

What are we without flesh and blood? Are we nothing but a beating heart in a ribcage, a marching soul inevitably leading to our demise? Or are we here as a test of loyalty to our God, a God we do not know but must trust? And without this trust, we will be punished indefinitely for questioning his divinity. And what is a sheep without his shepherd? Without God, are we nothing but sheep led astray? How will we be guided to the light without a shepherd on earth? Should we trust our shepherd to tell us the truth? Or will we be covered in the blood of the lamb? A shepherd with blood on his hands could infect his flock with poison. And with this poison, he has control. And to Luke, this poison is all he knows. His seventeen years of life have been devoted to nothing else but God. He wakes up, goes to school or church, and sleeps; rinse and repeat. There is no place or time for anything else in his life, such as television, going out with friends, or discovering new hobbies. His father, Pastor Ivy, ensures this. His life purpose will be to serve the Lord and nothing else. A purpose that Luke believes is the right way. What else would there be to life? He hadn't questioned this until he met Gabriel, a man who was the complete opposite of him. A man who was strong in his sense of self. A man who didn't bow to anyone or anything and stood firm in his beliefs in The Church of Satan. A man who Luke feared. But also a man who felt like home to him.

In which Ethan Dolan kidnaps the girl he's in love with. - "Oh I have more than a few problems. People say I'm psychotic," He said, like it was no big deal. "Do you want to know how psychotic I can get?" He asked me, with this crazy look in his eyes. At this point I was scared out of mind. But I knew he wouldn't kill me. He seems to be obsessed with me. Sequel: Unstable

"If I'm just the nanny then you wouldn't care if I quit, or would you, Mr. Dolan?" {completed} highest rankings: #23 in fanfiction #1 in dolan twins & ethan dolan

"that's my babygirl over there, i'm gonna marry her one day"