Estelle Adler is a highly renowned actress and Hollywood starlet with a 'golden girl' reputation to maintain. Harry Styles, a popular musician, basking in the glory of his successful debut album, hardly cares for his reputation. But, when the two stars cross paths in a Los Angeles night club, one drunken kiss causes a media frenzy, with the pair stuck in the eye of the storm. With no where to turn and their reputations on the line, Harry and Estelle are forced to undertake a forged path, in the hope of saving both of their careers. The only problem being, they detest one another...

In which Harry Styles is a criminal law professor at Harvard Law School, and Maude Sterling is his student.

❝Been dreaming about me again, Indigo?❞ [H.S.] enemies to lovers

ENEMIES WITH BENEFITS WHO GET SHOVED INTO A ARRANGED MARRIAGE BOOK ........... They don't kiss. They clash. They were born into violence and raised to be monsters. He kills on command, leaves bodies as warnings, and smiles while doing it. She's just as lethal-sharp blades, sharper words, and a temper that's ended men twice her size. Their families are sworn enemies, their blood feud written in gunfire and graves. Their affair was never tender. It was teeth and nails. Knives pressed to throats. It was rage-fueled sex that felt like war-hands around throats, promises whispered like threats, pleasure taken out of spite. Then their parents catch them. Instead of punishment, they're forced into a marriage meant to stop the bloodshed. A contract signed in blood. A wedding guarded by armed men. Now they're bound together, wearing rings like restraints. Their fights turn violent. Their nights turn feral. Hate bleeds into obsession, and obsession into something far more dangerous. They're trapped in a gilded cage, sharing a bed they swore they'd never sleep in willingly, playing devoted spouses while plotting each other's destruction. Marriage turns their private war into a public contract. A shared bed becomes a battleground. Arguments end with hands slammed against walls, steel glinting between them, promises whispered like threats. Every touch dares the other to flinch. Every moment alone feels like it could end in blood-or something far worse. Every argument ends with threats. Every touch feels like a challenge. Every night is a battle neither can afford to lose. Because in the mafia, marriage is a weapon-and when hate tastes this good, love might be the deadliest sin of all. .............. "They call it peace. I call it a prettier kind of war."

**Warning: 18+, due to violence, sex, and dark themes** Another victim of Hydra. She was only supposed to be temporary, but one thing she discovers is that The Asset likes consistency. And he doesn't like to share. **I don't own any characters from Marvel nor do I claim to! The main character and a few oc's are mine. Bucky BarnesxOC

Collection of one-shots and other short stories! These are all going to be pretty smut heavy. So 18+ (seriously) This is set to complete but I'll add to it whenever inspo strikes (:

18+ MATURED CONTENT! When Sienna discovers she's been promised to the ruthless Mafia Don, Blade Armani, since birth, she's determined to escape the fate forced upon her-even if it means running across borders. But Blade is a man who takes what he wants, by any means necessary. And Sienna is the one thing he craves above all. No matter how far she runs or how well she hides, escape is impossible. Because when Blade wants something, he will always come for it... and for her. Blade may be a cold-hearted monster, the devil himself, but even the devil was once a saint, haunted by a past that carved his heart into ice. Sienna doesn't believe in love, yet she can't ignore the undeniable pull, the magnetic attraction that draws her to Blade. What happens when she falls for him and uncovers the broken man hidden beneath his facade? Will she melt the ice around his heart... or make it colder than ever?

"I'm not a man of many words... солнышко," he said softly, the Russian endearment curling off his tongue like smoke-sweet, but choking. "Come closer." She hesitated, her body trembling, tears spilling soundlessly down her cheeks. He watched her, the way fear made her small, fragile-beautiful in a broken way. She rose, slow as a confession, and walked to him because something in his smile promised shelter and tasted like a lie. He leaned in, close enough to feel his breath, and I saw the patient cruelty behind his eyes. "Now," he murmured, his voice turning colder, heavier, "tell me... what did you do to make me want to cut your leg?" The room went still, except for her quiet gasps. He tilted his head, studying her face as if searching for the moment she would break. ............................................................... Linda finally gets her big break - a visa sponsorship job at the Lincoln Foundation. She's placed with the Adams family, a kind couple who welcome her with open arms and treat her like the daughter they never had. Their home is beautiful, their hearts warm, and for the first time, Linda feels a sense of belonging. But everything changes the night of a business party hosted by Mr. Adams. There, she meets Arseny - and from that moment, her dream life slowly turns into a haunting nightmare.

Eva's past and present collide to cause chaos. [Completed] I do not accept translations, sorry x --- "What are you-" I tried to speak but once again was cut off. Harry brought his hand back up, wrapping it around my throat and pinning me forcefully against him. I couldn't stop the gasp that came from me, my eyes going wide and meeting his in the mirror while under his hand on my neck went hot. His fingers tensed around the sides of my throat, making my head go light and core ache. "You want me to stop?" he asked, tightening his grip. I dropped my eyes to my throat, seeing his bloodied hand wrapped around it, the red liquid seeping out between his fingers and dark drips falling down my chest already. He doesn't look bothered one bit... Neither am I "Don't stop"

Malign: Evil in nature or effect Disposition: a person's inherent qualities of mind and character. Fear. Fear is the main culprit towards a dangerous spiralling downfall. "I once told you a very long time ago, these exact words." He spat as he jolted my body forward, one wrong move and I'm falling 60 stories towards my death. "I told you that my face would be the very last thing you saw before you die, so you're wrong darling.." He spun me around to face him and he took a hold of my wrists, his rings digging into my skin. I stared right into those emerald eyes. I squeezed my eyes shut, I wasn't scared anymore I couldn't be. "I do stick to my word." A story where Harry and Marley reunite after a year under very different circumstances... TW: contains violence and gore, sexual content, substance abuse, mental illness and sexual assault.