𝐒𝐡𝐞 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐭𝐨𝐨 𝐜𝐥𝐮𝐞𝐥𝐞𝐬𝐬. 𝐒𝐡𝐞 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐭𝐨𝐨 𝐧𝐚𝐢𝐯𝐞. 𝐒𝐡𝐞 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐭𝐨𝐨 𝐢𝐧𝐧𝐨𝐜𝐞𝐧𝐭. 𝐁𝐮𝐭 𝐬𝐡𝐞 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐤𝐞𝐲 𝐭𝐨 𝐰𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐡𝐞 𝐧𝐞𝐞𝐝𝐞𝐝. 𝐇𝐞 𝐰𝐚𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐚𝐧𝐲𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐛𝐮𝐭 𝐚 𝐠𝐨𝐨𝐝 𝐠𝐢𝐫𝐥 𝐰𝐡𝐢𝐜𝐡 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐰𝐡𝐲 𝐢𝐭 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐬𝐮𝐩𝐩𝐨𝐬𝐞𝐝 𝐭𝐨 𝐛𝐞 𝐞𝐚𝐬𝐲. 𝐈𝐭 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐬𝐮𝐩𝐩𝐨𝐬𝐞𝐝 𝐭𝐨 𝐛𝐞 𝐪𝐮𝐢𝐜𝐤. 𝐁𝐮𝐭 𝐰𝐡𝐞𝐧 𝐬𝐡𝐞 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐢𝐧𝐯𝐨𝐥𝐯𝐞𝐝, 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬 𝐰𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐚𝐧𝐲𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐛𝐮𝐭. . . . . . . . . . . Living in The Colony was all Josie knew. To the outside world it was a cult of brainwashed victims all under the spell of Kade Rogers, but to her it was home. That was up until a series of events that led up to her escape. If only fate wasn't so cruel as to lead her away from one monster and put her directly into the hands of another. Now, with a new sense of determination, Josie explores the world outside of The Colony and learns the hard way that trust is a dangerous weapon of destruction. Trying to lead a normal life starting college proves to be impossible after meeting Nico Blaine. He was everything she was suppose to stay away from. But when Josie lay's eyes on the tattooed beauty, she can't help it. What starts out as a innocent infatuation turns into a twisted tale of betrayal. .. . . . . . . . . . - Dark romance - Explicit sexual content - Mature themes - Criminal - Villain - Anti-hero #1 goodgirlxbadboy #1 darklove

𝐩𝐥𝐞𝐚𝐬𝐞 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝 𝐭𝐚𝐠𝐬 ! in this heartfelt story, a rising pop star and a famous footballer cross paths through friends, sparking an unexpected connection. as they navigate the pressures of fame and their respective careers, their bond deepens from casual friendship to something much more. amidst paparazzi, public scrutiny, and the challenges of living in the spotlight, they learn to trust each other, ultimately falling in love.

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"I prayed for a reason to beat this world and God gave me her." ☼━━━━𐂂━━━━☽ Two teenagers - one, a gentle ex-ballerina who's never held a gun, and the other, a withdrawn "monster" that has a trail of ghosts behind him - both approaching the confines of adulthood and walking the tightrope between friendship and something much more complicated. *** Carl Grimes x female oc !!! ON AO3 TOO !!! I do not own TWD or Carl Grimes, all rights to TWD & AMC. Updates are typically slow, but spam comments motivate me. 𐚁

"I'm serious," I snap, glaring at him from across the kitchen island. "If somebody touches you again, I'm setting their car on fucking fire." Malachi just stares at me for a long second, built ass leaning against the counter with his arms crossed over his chest. "Is arson your fucking solution to everything?" "Yes." "Shut the fuck up and come sit on my lap."

When 𝐊𝐚𝐢𝐥𝐚𝐧𝐢 𝐁𝐫𝐨𝐨𝐤𝐬, 22, drops out of college after her father is sentenced to prison for a crime he swears he didn't commit, her life collapses fast...eviction notices, unpaid tuition, a mother barely holding it together. Then 𝐄𝐥𝐥𝐢𝐨𝐭 𝐕𝐚𝐮𝐠𝐡𝐧 appears. Late 40s. Private wealth. No digital footprint. He offers her a monthly allowance for companionship only. No sex. No exclusivity clause. No explanations. What unsettles Kailani isn't the money. It's how little she needs to explain herself because he already knows.

Solange Vale dances for a living-stripping at night to pay suffocating student loans and her father's medical bills. It's not glamorous, but it's hers. Then one night, a stranger shows up in the club-a cold, unreadable, and surprisingly intrigued one. She never expects to see him again. Until he shows up outside her college classroom-no longer a stranger, but her equal. What begins as tension ultimately comes apart and turns out to be something significant, forcing Solange to confront all that she had thought about love, survival, and herself. 🥇 in #dark 🥇 in Book #7 in BWAM #6 in Curvy

Main Premise What if the lineup never ended in death? Lucille is raised. Everyone is kneeling. Abraham braces himself. Glenn prepares to die beside Maggie. Rick is already broken. And then- Negan is interrupted. Not by another Savior. Not by walkers. By a convoy powerful enough to make even Negan step back. A mysterious woman arrives with heavily armed soldiers dressed in black and gold, children hidden safely inside armored vehicles far from the bloodshed. Her people call her Doctora. Others whisper another title: Saint. And for the first time in years, Negan looks nervous.

"You're gonna get yourself killed, meu amor" I said as I went to the drawer to get the gun. Eliana held my arm and made me look at her "I can't let you go alone" I held the side of her face and rubbed her cheek "I'm gonna go alone and come back in one piece, don't worry" She placed her hand over mine and shook her head "I can't not worry about you, Flavia. I love you" --- This story will contain:(warnings) -detailed sexual content -violence (killing, beating etc.) -drug dealing -use of substances -sexual harassment

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