River and Harry had hit a dead end in their once-thriving relationship. After one too many chances, the pair are ready to throw in the towel and surrender. But life decides to send them on a major detour that may just be the final factor in bringing them together or tearing them apart. A story about secrets, second chances, and small bumps

Roommates to enemies to ... something more? **** When Eilidh moved in with Sabrina, she hadn't expected to wind up hating her. But, a little over half a year into their lease, and she's pretty sure she does. She hates so much about Sabrina: her stupid silver spoon life and her refusal to be grateful towards her family, her messiness, the long list of men she has over to their apartment. She's at her breaking point, and she needs Sabrina to go home to visit her family in Plum Bank, or she's going to lose her mind. And then Sabrina (arguably sweet, maybe silly, entirely unserious Sabrina, who may or may not be aware of Eilidh's feelings towards her) can't get her car to start, and for some reason, Eilidh compulsively offers to drive her home for the holidays. What's worse than living with a horrible roommate? Try being snowed in and forced to share a bed with her.

Two women. Two completely different worlds. One thing in common: Obsession. Enemies to lovers? Not exactly. A slow, agonizing burn? Hopefully you have a high pain tolerance. So why are they drawn to each other? I don't know. And I'm pretty sure they don't either. *Note: This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, businesses, places, events, locales, and incidents are either the products of the author's imagination or used in a fictitious manner. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, or actual events is purely coincidental. *This is an original work of mine. Please do not reproduce or copy this story in any way. Any evidence of this will be reported.*

Is this a long story? Probably not. But Avery Caldwell doesn't know how good she has it thanks to her powerful, hardworking, obviously better than everyone manager, Taylor Swift. If it wasn't for her, Avery would be...well, nothing! Just a nobody Gen-Z twenty-two-year-old wearing stupidly oversized jeans like every other TikTok flavored bitch! But thanks to her former pop star manager, she's been chosen... **EDIT Per Taylor's request** FOR THE RECORD: IT'S BEEN FOUR YEARS AND TAYLOR IS STILL WAITING ON A THANK YOU. *Note: This is a work of fanfiction. Names, characters, businesses, places, events, locales, and incidents are either the products of the author's imagination or used in a fictitious manner. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, or actual events is purely coincidental. *This is an original work of mine. Please do not reproduce or copy this story in any way. Any evidence of this will be reported.*

After going on a podcast to promote her new album, billie eilish meets the outspoken and charismatic girl, zya quincy. the two become close friends, fast, and with that grows feelings. only past situationships and new relationships get in the way, forcing both girls to choose between friendship or love. lowercase intended. 🥇- billie

"Who locks a conference room?" "What the fuck?" Invisigal x female OC Doesn't follow exact plot ENJOYYY

Mira is a professional, if nothing else. A publicist in LA that keeps focused on work. She gets shit done and she takes care of those around her. It's who she is. So when her sister, Kamora, loses her husband and is suddenly a single mother of two, Mira packs up her life and moves to Dallas. She'll be there for her sister and her niece and nephew because it's the responsible thing to do. What Mira doesn't expect is to find herself drawn to her charming new client, Paige Bueckers. Mira quickly learns that Paige isn't only smooth on the court, and even though it's the absolute last thing she needs right now, Mira can't seem to get the woman out of her head. And Paige doesn't seem inclined to let her. Ever the professional, Mira tries to keep this very unprofessional situation under control, but as is a theme in her life lately, things don't seem to be going according to plan.

iris, a girl storing criminal records like a collection of polaroids, snapped another photo on a cool summer morning at the police station, where an officer couldn't help but be captivated; not by the charges, but the way her fingers curled around the mugshot placard. billie had seen lots of crimes before, faces blurring into the same defiance of fear. but iris didn't blur. she lingered, sharp like the click of the camera. something about the tilt of iris's head, the faint smirk tugging at her lips, made billie forget the rules she'd spend years memorizing. she was supposed to be detached and professional... yet she couldn't look away.

i swallow a bee for each ill deed done. i am a hive walking. i strain to hear you over the regret. 彡 YELLOWJACKETS (s1-s2) natalie scatorccio x fem!oc lottie matthews x fem!oc © cryloren 2023