[01/07/2021] - [13/04/2023] "You can't keep going around like a fucking maniac and treating me like shit. That isn't how relationships work," Sophia's voice was havoc as she verbalized her emotions. "That isn't how we work..." Tired, vulnerable and agitated at not only him, but herself. How could she let herself get this far, in such little time? He looked down, ashamed, not wanting to respond. His heart felt like it was beating faster than it should've. "I forgot how it felt to love you." As soon as those words were uttered from Sophia's lips, his world broke apart. Gone, in just a matter of seconds. - - - When Sophia Adam moves to a new town, she wishes nothing more than a boring, new life, to separate herself from her past. Moving meant completing university and getting a clerkship with a judge. Moving meant making refreshing new friends, and meeting a mysterious guy that seems hell-bent on getting to know her. To Sophia, moving to a new town was everything she imagined and more. She just didn't expect her past to follow.

𝙔𝙤𝙪'𝙧𝙚 𝙩𝙤 𝙮𝙤𝙪𝙣𝙜 𝙛𝙤𝙧 𝙢𝙚 𝙗𝙖𝙗𝙮 𝙉𝙤 𝙤𝙣𝙚 𝙬𝙞𝙡𝙡 𝙠𝙣𝙤𝙬 𝙧𝙞𝙜𝙝𝙩? You had a crush brothers best friend for years since you were little, even if it was older by five years he was still hot. Years later you find yourself kissing him at a party? Geto Suguru x F-reader

no cringey names for example: -baby girl -princess -daddy. n more. -mommy names there might pop up: -good girl. -love -baby. -beautiful -babe This is not a aggressive smut it's not vanilla either, Y/N in the story is very much of a pillow princess other than a top. The guy, Don, is very much of a top, he gets what he wants when he wants it n he knows you like it.

London, 1800s. The capital buzzes with anticipation. After years abroad, the young prince has returned-handsome, arrogant, and at the ripe age of twenty-two. With the royal bloodline on everyone's mind, the court demands a queen, and a dazzling debutante ball is summoned to find her. As the daughters of nobility scramble for silks, rouge, and powdered curls, one young woman stands apart. Arabella, a clever, sharp-tongued nurse from humble roots, has no dreams of tiaras or titles. But when her mother-renowned for her pastries-is summoned to bake for the palace, Arabella agrees to help, unable to let her family miss out on the generous royal coin. It was supposed to be simple. Bake. Serve. Leave. Until one accidental moment... And one entitled, self-serving prince... Throws Arabella into a scandal neither of them saw coming. In a world ruled by etiquette, wealth, and secrets, what begins as an unfortunate mishap might just set the stage not only romance- but murder, heartache and treatury.

"I would die for her. I would kill for her. I would bleed to death for her if she told me to. I would bleed red. I would bleed any color she wanted me to for her."

When the venerable Don of Casata Moretti-a man whose name carried weight in hushed corridors and across gilded boardrooms-uncovers the quiet treachery of the past, the very foundations of his empire tremble. The woman he once called his only love, a fleeting softness in a life carved from steel and silence, had vanished from his world with no explanation. Now, years later, he learns the truth: she bore him a son in secret-an heir not raised in the shadow of Moretti, but crowned at the helm of a rival syndicate. A new sovereign has risen in the underworld, one born of his blood, yet groomed beyond his reach. Betrayal, legacy, and blood now twist together in a silence far louder than war.

( 𝑹𝑬𝑾𝑹𝑰𝑻𝑰𝑵𝑮 𝑰𝑺 𝑰𝑵 𝑾𝑶𝑹𝑲𝑺 ) ˢᵐᵃˡˡ ᵈⁱˢᶜˡᵃⁱᵐᵉʳ ᛝ🎥 i wrote this when i was seventeen. it's cringe. do not read until i finish rewriting pls. 𝐋𝐈𝐌𝐄𝐑𝐄𝐍𝐂𝐄 ⋮ 𓊈 呪術廻戦 𓊉 ˗ˏˋ ˎˊ˗ 𝘰𝘣𝘴𝘦𝘴𝘴𝘦𝘥? 𝘸𝘦𝘭𝘭 𝘮𝘢𝘺𝘣𝘦 𝘪 𝘢𝘮 ── .✦ choso kamo x fem! reader ‎؛༊ ノ © imonsters ‎؛༊ノ © i do not own jjk nor the characters ‎؛༊ノ © choso fanart made by @narutoss.ramen

"Do you like me?" I asked making him smile, "that's a bit of the understatement, I'm infatuated," he admitted as I gulped "Why?" I asked as he leaned back in his seat, his hand still on my cheek as he stroked it, a slight smile on his face "Because I've never met anyone like you, never in my 153 years Y/N, I've never," he licked his lips as he looked at mine "Desired someone so much," he admitted as I started playing with my fingers, "I really like you," I told him as he leaned forward "I know baby," he kissed me, pulling me into his lap.

[COMPLETED] • "If you keep looking at me like that, I won't be responsible for what happens next."

"Blinds wide open so he can see you." - Frank Ocean, She. The cut that always bleed, it will never stop until it fulfil it's desire. The blood will kept on flowing down until you lose it all. Fear will engulf. Fear is a cursed. Fear is death. FEAR. IS. INSIDE. YOU. (cogito, ergo sum)