"𝙎𝙝𝙚 𝙬𝙖𝙨 𝙝𝙞𝙧𝙚𝙙 𝙩𝙤 𝙙𝙚𝙛𝙚𝙣𝙙 𝙢𝙚. 𝙎𝙤𝙢𝙚𝙝𝙤𝙬, 𝙨𝙝𝙚 𝙗𝙚𝙘𝙖𝙢𝙚 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙤𝙣𝙡𝙮 𝙤𝙣𝙚 𝙘𝙖𝙥𝙖𝙗𝙡𝙚 𝙤𝙛 𝙧𝙪𝙞𝙣𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙢𝙚." ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Born into fame. Forced into the spotlight. When her mother's fashion empire falls into scandal, 𝐋𝐨𝐧𝐝𝐨𝐧 𝐖𝐞𝐬𝐭𝐛𝐫𝐨𝐨𝐤 is automatically involved, and her image is on the line. 𝐒𝐤𝐲𝐥𝐚𝐫 𝐕𝐚𝐥𝐞 is a cold, powerful attorney, hired to silence the scandal and control London. But some entanglements blur the line between control and desire. And not all of them are meant to be undone.

When 32-year-old pediatric surgeon Charlie Grace woke up one morning and decided to leave her life in New York behind, she didn't just quit her job - she abandoned her family, her home, all that she's ever known. With nothing but a job waiting for her in Los Angeles, she goes searching for a fresh start, whatever that looks like. Enter Artemis Stark, the head of neurosurgery at Thomas Stark Memorial Hospital. Artemis was born in a family of famous surgeons. She is used to controlling every aspect of her life, especially at work. So, when Charlie comes crashing through, all bubbly and perky, it is as infuriating as it is intriguing. Forced to work together in this fast-paced, high-pressure, life-and-death environment, Charlie's humour and quick wit clash with Artemis's brooding and serious demeanour. The two learn to work together despite their differences. But with the intensity of saving lives and navigating their own personal lives, they need an outlet. And maybe they find that they're not so different after all. Maybe they discover that their needs align perfectly. And maybe, just maybe, there might be more to it than patients and surgeries. -- This story is entirely my work of fiction. All characters and fictional places are from my own creation. I hope you enjoy it!

Fenrir Greyback gets his revenge. Harry Potter is bitten, and now feels like his life is over. Who better to snap him out of it and show him that life is still worth living than Draco Malfoy? Inspired by The Beatle's song "Blackbird." Warnings: Mild Smut (not explicit) Language *I do not own Harry Potter. All rights belong to J.K. Rowling. This is a fan-fiction.

Regulus Arcturus Black didn't like most things. In fact, he rarely had an opinion on anything at all. I might've been a result of his upbringing. The horrific consequence of a childhood where one was never heard. Not because they chose to be silent...but because they had no voice. James Potter liked most things...loved them actually. Sunday mornings, broom polish, treacle tart, James' love knew no bounds. Endless and unwavering. His voice was always heard, loud and clear, a true born leader, nurtured from the second his first cry sounded in the world. Nature vs Nurture. A long standing debate. Which one will prevail? James Potter and Regulus Black. A destined tragedy.

When Sam Jackson and her best friend join the prom committee, Sam unexpectedly finds herself locking lips with a candidate for prom queen, Sabrina Jenkins. Old crushes resurface but there's one little problem. Sam promises to help Sabrina's campaign for the prom queen title and in doing so, she sets up a public running mate and the prom queen's date both of which who are decidedly not her.

Hermione had always wondered if it was the idea that the French were passionate, or if it was just Fleur herself that shone so brightly, so powerfully like a burning star that Hermione could only stare in wonder before she had to look away.

"Do I look like the kind of woman who needs to bribe someone into sex?" She raised an eyebrow and placed a beautifully manicured hand on the generous swell of her hip. . . . I guess she has a point. "The sex will only come if you ask nicely." "Wait, what?" ~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~ Sam is one tough chick. By day, she is the kind waitress at the café and caretaker of her little brother, Mikey. By night, she fights at an underground fight club run by the local gang. They place bets on who wins, and more often than not, Sam walks away with a couple hundred bucks in her pocket to end the night. She's not proud of a lot of the thing's she's had to do, but she does what she does to survive. Even then, she has one rule. The only thing she bets is money. Not her body, not her jewelry, not her time. See what happens when the sexy woman that runs the place gets her to break her only rule. W A R N I N G: Graphic adult content ahead. 18+ Rankings: #1 in WOMANXWOMAN #1 in STREETFIGHTER #2 in DOMME #2 in HOTTIE

To everyone, Alyssa Woods is known as the friendly, pretty, and tenacious captain of the soccer team. But to her, she's shy, self-conscious, and helplessly gay. Well, a helplessly closeted gay. There are reasons that stop her from coming out, ones she repeats to herself daily, one of her favourites being 'I'm not ready.' The crush she has on Leah Bennett isn't going anywhere at this rate, but she's comfortable where she is; not out, not rejected. She isn't new to heartbreak though, her past scars a constant reminder of the fears that dissuade her from taking the leap. And these very fears are what shoves her further into the closet with each memory and each thought. Taking the risk is the last thing on her mind. But what's life without a little risk? After all, you have to risk rejection to be accepted, or else you just might risk not living life at all. {COMPLETED}