Enemies. Rivals. Two lyrical firestorms on a collision course. In 2001, the hip-hop world is on fire - and Amina D. is stoking the flames. Sharp-tongued, streetwise, and unapologetically bold, she clawed her way from Houston foster homes to the mic, becoming one of the fiercest rising voices in rap. Backed by Interscope's gritty, stylish imprint Chrome District Records, she's not here to play nice - especially not with Marshall Mathers, aka Eminem. Years ago, both artists caught the attention of Dr. Dre. One got signed. One got passed over. Now, they're both stars - and the industry can't get enough of their escalating war of words. What starts as lyrical jabs turns into full-blown diss tracks, headlines, and tense run-ins. But beneath the venom and verses lies something hotter than hatred - something neither of them is ready to face. Because sometimes the only thing more dangerous than your greatest rival...is the undeniable pull that won't let you look away. And in this game? Every verse hits personal.

Soon to be college student Bree Harper, has the next year of her life planned out, or so she thinks. What she failed to include in her perfectly thought out quest was for her to meet a guy that is the complete opposite of what she had hoped for as far as love interests go... Bree and her best friend Ivy Shaw decide to take the next year off after graduating high school to get all the parties out of their system before starting college the following year. Little did Bree know her world would soon be thrown into a shit storm when she meets up and coming rapper Eminem twenty seven, at a ranch party her friends are throwing. Marshall Mathers, professionally known as Eminem, has no idea what he's in store for when he meets nineteen year old Bree Harper at a party his best friend Proof got them invited to. Aside from being immediately drawn to her, he soon realizes she is the complete opposite of himself and the people he usually hangs out with. He's controversial... She tends to follow rules... He has no idea where his life is going... She has her life perfectly planned out... Can she tame his evil persona? Can he unleash her inner desires? Find out by reading their story, I mean after all opposites attract right? *This story is fiction and will not be following a real timeline. Nothing is suppose to add up exactly with real life events. The year is 2000.* *Started this story May 2019 *Published first chapter on 10/23/19 Copyright 2019 ©Smilenowcrynever30 *I don't own all the images used in this story, all credit goes to the rightful owners! This story cannot be copied!*

"I think I love you baby" "I think I love you too" Where Marshall Mathers, professionally known as Eminem, disses Christina Aguilera's little sister Elena, known by her stage name Lena Ray. Set in 2000-2025 Started: January 20, 2026 Ended: TBD Ranked #1 in Eminem

( This is a mix between 8 Mile Eminem and actual Eminem. Inspiration/Idea from my pookie @2000sShady check em out too ^^) You and Marshall hate each other. Absolutely. But it wasn't always like that. When you and B-Rabbit were young you guys were actually almost inseparable. But there was one main difference, his family was broke and they lived in a trailer home. You however, were lucky enough to live in a middle class family in a big enough home. That's why the Free World took interest in you, and you became close friends with them without realizing that same group bullied Marshall even when you guys were young. He started to hate you. But he didn't let you know it, so he started acting more and more toxic until one night while he was high and you both were 16 and 15 he socked you straight in the nose. But that was 9 years ago. Not seeing eachother for years now... Until one of your friends in the Free World invite you to the shelter. ("Tags": Enemies to Lovers, Slow Burn, Angst, Smut, Fluff, Other things I can't remember rn)

Have you ever found yourself waking from a dream, unable to shake the feeling of how real it felt? How real she felt? Have you ever found yourself pleading with sleep to take you back even for just five more minutes? She has always been a blurry vision in his mind. A constant reverie, so close yet always out of reach. It's 2024. Marshall has built an empire, a name the world chants. But behind the fame is a quiet obsession that has shadowed him for years - someone who doesn't exist. Someone he has never met.... He has always felt her. Dreamed of her. Left breadcrumbs of her in his lyrics. In his mind, she exists. Outside of it... she doesn't. He has spent countless hours in therapy trying to get her out of his head. He's been told she represents everything he wants in a relationship but knows it doesn't exist. It's his mind's own sick joke. No one has ever lived up to the role she plays in his mind. And yet, he can't forget the one thing his therapist drilled into his brain: "Marshall... we can't dream of someone we've never met. It's physically impossible. Our brains can't create a face we haven't seen."

Lolita and Marshall Mathers have been friends for years, but what happens when one of them starts to spiral just as the other is recovering.

A obsessed fan in her 20's gets a job at Shady Records but 50+ year old Eminem falls for her despite their age gap. They try to resist each other, they can't and it becomes a secret due to their age gap and the spotlight. He sees more than just a fan, he sees her as a smart, strong person and he can see through her random and falls anyway.

She wasn't made for glass slippers. She was made for bruised knees, smeared mascara, and being told she's pretty with his hand around her throat. Kendra Knox was never anyone's princess. She grew up in a trailer with EBT cards, overdue bills, and a mother who treated her like competition. Fairytales weren't bedtime stories. They were lies people with money got to believe. Now she dances at Eden's Gate, wearing dollar store glitter and six-inch Pleasers, collecting rent one lap at a time. No carriage. No ball. Just blood, tears, and survival. Then he shows up. Not a prince. A problem. Marshall Mathers. Famous. Filthy. Untouchable. He doesn't ride a horse. He rolls up in a black Escalade, smells like smoke and sin, and looks at her like she's already his. He doesn't save her. He drags her into his world. A palace with no exits, a crown that cuts, and rooms that lock from the inside. He calls her beautiful while she's crying. Keeps her quiet with cash and attention that feels like violence. And she lets him. Because it's not love. It's not safety. But it's still better than going back to being nobody. This isn't a fairytale. It's a dirty one. And she wears her crown like a bruise.

She's Chicago royalty. He's a Detroit legend. Neither of them are looking for anything-until grief recognizes grief. Vanessa Dalton was born into legacy. Heiress to the Chicago Bears, she was raised in private suites, gala ballrooms, and under the public's careful eye. Her world is all bright lights and clean lines. Her boyfriend is a hometown hero. Her smile is flawless. Her heart is not. Marshall Mathers isn't trying to be seen. Two divorces behind him and a career that changed the face of music, he knows what people want from him-and who they miss. But the version they want isn't the man in the mirror anymore. He's a father now, quieter, older, haunted in ways the stage never fixed. They meet in a stadium suite on game day. She shakes everyone's hand. She just nods at him. He's ready to look away-until she doesn't look at him like anyone else does. He doesn't know her brother was a fan. She doesn't know how often he thinks about the boy he used to be. She's grieving the past she couldn't save. He's grieving the version of himself he can never go back to. It's not love. Not at first. It's something quieter. Older. Slower. But sometimes the slowest burns are the ones that smolder hardest-and longest. "You lost someone, didn't you?" "Yeah. So did you." In the end it's Him & I.

When Harmony Jones, a member of an up-and-coming r'n'b/hip-hop girl group called Diamond Cuts unexpectedly disses the rapper Eminem, all hell breaks loose and there won't be any prisoners left in the wake of their all out war...