𝑻𝒉𝒆 𝒔𝒆𝒄𝒓𝒆𝒕 𝒃𝒆𝒉𝒊𝒏𝒅 𝒘𝒘𝒆 𝒊𝒔 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒑𝒆𝒐𝒑𝒍𝒆 𝒃𝒆𝒉𝒊𝒏𝒅 𝒊𝒕. 𝑻𝒉𝒆 𝒑𝒆𝒐𝒑𝒍𝒆 𝒘𝒉𝒐 𝒔𝒄𝒉𝒆𝒅𝒖𝒍𝒆 𝒊𝒏𝒕𝒆𝒓𝒗𝒊𝒆𝒘𝒔 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒑𝒓𝒆𝒔𝒔. 𝑷𝒆𝒐𝒑𝒍𝒆 𝒘𝒉𝒐 𝒑𝒊𝒄𝒌 𝒐𝒖𝒕 𝒘𝒂𝒓𝒅𝒓𝒐𝒃𝒆 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒎𝒂𝒌𝒆𝒖𝒑. 𝑻𝒉𝒆 𝒑𝒆𝒐𝒑𝒍𝒆 𝒂𝒓𝒆 𝒎𝒂𝒏𝒂𝒈𝒆𝒓𝒔 𝑻𝒂𝒚𝒍𝒐𝒓 𝒎𝒊𝒍𝒍 𝒈𝒓𝒆𝒘 𝒖𝒑 𝒘𝒂𝒕𝒄𝒉𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒘𝒓𝒆𝒔𝒕𝒍𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝑾𝒂𝒏𝒕𝒆𝒅 𝒕𝒐 𝒃𝒆 𝒂 𝒘𝒓𝒆𝒔𝒕𝒍𝒆𝒓. 𝑺𝒂𝒅𝒍𝒚 𝒕𝒉𝒂𝒕 𝒅𝒓𝒆𝒂𝒎 𝒘𝒂𝒔 𝒊𝒏𝒕𝒆𝒓𝒓𝒖𝒑𝒕𝒆𝒅 𝒃𝒚 𝒂𝒏 𝒊𝒏𝒋𝒖𝒓𝒚 𝒆𝒂𝒓𝒍𝒚 𝒊𝒏 𝒉𝒆𝒓 𝒄𝒂𝒓𝒆𝒆𝒓.𝑺𝒉𝒆 𝒅𝒊𝒅 𝒏𝒐𝒕 𝒍𝒆𝒕 𝒊𝒕 𝒔𝒕𝒐𝒑 𝒉𝒆𝒓 𝒇𝒓𝒐𝒎 𝒘𝒐𝒓𝒌𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒊𝒏 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒘𝒘𝒆. 𝑻𝒂𝒚𝒍𝒐𝒓 𝒔𝒐𝒐𝒏 𝒃𝒆𝒄𝒂𝒎𝒆 𝒂 𝒎𝒂𝒏𝒂𝒈𝒆𝒓 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒂𝒇𝒕𝒆𝒓 𝒎𝒐𝒏𝒕𝒉𝒔 𝒐𝒇 𝒘𝒂𝒊𝒕𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒇𝒐𝒓 𝒂 𝒄𝒉𝒂𝒏𝒄𝒆 𝒔𝒉𝒆 𝒇𝒊𝒏𝒂𝒍𝒍𝒚 𝒈𝒐𝒕 𝒐𝒏𝒆 𝒘𝒊𝒕𝒉 𝑹𝒉𝒆𝒂 𝒃𝒍𝒐𝒐𝒅𝒚 𝒓𝒊𝒑𝒆𝒍𝒚. 𝑻𝒉𝒆𝒚 𝒂𝒓𝒆 𝒏𝒐𝒘 𝒔𝒕𝒖𝒄𝒌 𝒘𝒊𝒕𝒉 𝒐𝒏𝒆 another and there's tension

An old alliance gone wrong that led to the serious injury of the four time smackdown women's champion Jacqueline (Jackie) Uso. Forcing her to give up her championship reign and leave the WWE for a 18 months. She was finally cleared to come back...What will happen? I DO NOT OWN WWE IT'S STORYLINE OR CHARACTERS I DO OWN JACKIE AND HER STORYLINE

In a world where only the names are sometimes fake and nothing is scripted, Emilina "Emily" Copeland bursts onto the WWE scene. She's not just another rookie - she's the daughter of Hall of Famer Edge and a six-time Olympic gymnastics gold medalist with a chip on her shoulder and vengeance in her blood. With a punk-rock attitude and fire in her heart, Emilina makes her shocking debut at the RAW on Nextflix premier and quickly declares herself as an entrant in the Women's Royal Rumble - and wins it all. But she doesn't take long to make her intentions clear. She's coming for Rhea Ripley - the dominant Women's World Champion - and declares war not just on her, but on the Judgment Day as a whole, past and present members, blaming them for the brutal betrayal and retirement of her father. Emilina's fiery words ignite a feud fueled by legacy, revenge, and the blurred line between hate and obsession. As WrestleMania draws near, what begins as a vendetta spirals into something deeper. Rhea sees shades of herself in the defiant Emilina, and Emilina finds herself drawn to the very woman she swore to destroy. Tensions mount, sparks fly, and the lines between enemy and ally, pain and desire, begin to blur. With the Women's World Championship on the line and a deeply personal score to settle, WrestleMania becomes more than just a match. It's a reckoning.

Abigail Smith is on a bad run at NXT and is running out of idea's, not knowing where to go or what do to, Abby is thinking of leaving the WWE, that's until her boss Paul Levesque known as Triple H pulls her into the office with a opportunity of a life time and that is to be a part of the returning Wyatt family lead by Taylor Rotunda known as Uncle Howdy. Rhea Ripley also goes by her real name Demi Bennett is the dominate women in all of WWE in todays era, holding the women's world championship for over a year. By her side are The Judgment day. When the Wyatt Six finally make an appearance they go after The Judgment causing a feud between the two factions. Rhea's and Abigail's path cross which takes an unexpected turn.

Alex is caught in a spiral of trying to work as a videographer for the judgment day with a less than cooperative Rhea Ripley as her boss and trying to keep a secret from everyone. How long will it take until everything comes crashing down on her? #1 on rhearipley | January 2025

This is an enemy's to lovers typa shit This story contains: - smut - fluff - angst - u can always request something (if ppl actually read this I'll maybe make a oneshots book)

In the beginning, there was Chaos. And from Chaos and the Earth, Gaea, were born the first children: the Terrors. Beings of pure, primordial power, their very existence was a threat to the nascent order of the cosmos. Feared by their own parents, they were betrayed and sealed away in a timeless prison, their names erased from history, their vengeance sworn in the dark. Now, eons later, the machinations of the gods have unwittingly shattered their cages. The eleven Terrors-walking cataclysms who command earth, wind, fire, time, pain, doom and death itself-are free. They have returned to a world grown soft under the rule of upstart deities, and they intend to unmake it all. The Olympians, once mighty kings and queens of creation, are broken, their reign ended not by heroes or Titans, but by the vengeful return of their grandmother's firstborns. Forced into a desperate pact, they must now serve as advisors and heralds to these ancient forces, guiding their wrath toward the one enemy who threatens them all: Ouranos, the First Sky, who has returned to claim a silent, sterile cosmos under his sole dominion. As god and Terror alike maneuver for the coming war, an ancient prophecy echoes through the halls of fate, a grim promise of the bloodshed to come. This is not a story of heroes. This is the story of the end of ages. It is a tale of betrayed children, vengeful gods and fallen kings turned desperate pawns, and of a war that will break the sky, where the only choices are annihilation or subjugation to the oldest and most terrible powers ever born. #WattysAwards2026

A Dark Themed Mafia Romance Clementine An English teacher is a thief, she stole one hundred thousand dollars from Nikolia Ivanov and now she wants something and that's not money...She wants her to her little plaything. : : "Bishop and Omir. They are like brothers; they would never take from me." As she leaned on the sofa, her legs extended, demonstrating how massive she was and how much she was going to fuck me up with that pistol, which she carried like a toy in her hands. "You are the only person in this town who is stupid enough to steal from me." "Wait! Wait!" Wait!" I panicked, clutching her hard-stone arm. "Just what are you going to do to me?" "I'm going to fuck you for my money." She inhaled deeply and quietly. It then flows out her nose and hits my face; by this point, my heart was pounding, and I was relieved to know she was still with me. If I live, I will never consume fatty foods.

"I am going to kiss you." Her husky voice reached my ears making me open my eyes to meet hers again. Do it. "No. I do-don't want you to." I lied as I tried to keep my rising heartbeat under control. I shouldn't kiss her. She chuckled darkly, a smirk spreading through her lips and she replied, "Don't lie, Ms White. We both know it's a lie." I yelped when she wrapped her right arm around my waist pulling me flush against her. I averted my eyes as I tried not to give in. It...this could only end in heartbreak. I shouldn't. "Look at me, Ms White." Her soft command made me whimper as I looked into her eyes. Her eyes didn't display any malice. Only care, need, admiration, and safety. Maybe...maybe she is worth the risk. "Kiss me." •••••••••••••••••••••••••••••• River Jones is a lesbian & intersex woman who is hired as a bodyguard for Valentina White. A millionaire and an amputee who uses prosthetics for both her arms. She is traumatized by the incident causing her to become closed off. This is a story of Valentina opening herself up to River and their eventual love story with twists and turns.

Xan a stripper, works the vampire club, where she met two mysterious and dark vampire. Who have no problem sharing her...If you know what that entitled. : : "Kiss my ass," I growled. She smirked. "How much?" I snorted. "Your order?" Jager leaned over the table, her gaze fixed on me. "Tell me, Snow Princess. How much for a kiss on your ass? Name your price." I realized that for them, everything revolved around naming a price, and they could get what they wanted. That's how they had lived for years. "Blood wine and shots, coming right up," I said, ignoring her proposition. She leaned back, the purple lighting casting shadows on their faces, making them appear even more enigmatic. "Do your thing, Snow Flakes. But when you come back, I hope the price is on the tip of those lips," she said. I rolled my eyes. "Whatever," I mumbled. "Come here," Jager commanded. I couldn't help but smile inside as she rummaged through her seemingly endless supply of cash. She folded a few bills and leaned forward, slipping the money into the side of my skirt. Her hand lingered, palming my ass cheeks. "So damn full," she remarked, her words slipping through her fangs. Read to find out...