I was this close to making it-five seconds from graduating one of Italy's top architecture universities. One internship. One thesis. That's all that stood between me and the future I've been working for. A job at a top firm. A chance to finally pay off the loans my aunt took just so I could study. This year was supposed to be the finish line. But no. They sent me to him. Serkan Bolat. The architect with the icy stare and a reputation that makes grown professionals flinch. Perfectionist. Ruthless. Zero tolerance for mistakes. Most interns don't survive the week. But I'm not most interns. I'm not here to impress him-I'm here to get my diploma, no matter what it takes. P.S. This is my first (and last) fanfic, inspired by the fire between Hande and Kerem-and the characters that still live rent-free in my head.

The love of her life forgot about her...what will happen now? Eda is a young beautiful woman and Serkan is a handsome architect. She was studying architecture when her scholarship was interrupted and the reason is Serkan Bolat. The two, after several events, fell in love and everything was fine. This happiness was interrupted the day of their wedding when his airplane crashed down and got missed. After two moths he shows up at the agency where the two of them used to work, but with a surprise... This is based on the dizi SEN ÇAL KAPIMI

This is the sequel to Images of you. "You know, life fractures us all into little pieces. It harms us, but it's how we glue those fractures back together that make us stronger." ― Carrie Jones, Entice ----- Book One: Images of You Book Two: Pieces of Us

I woke up with a headache. Memories. Flashing memories. I massaged my forehead trying to ease the pain I feel in my head. "If I was born a hundred times, I would fall in love with you a hundred times..." Another flash of memory hit me. HER. ----- Book One: Images of You Book Two: Pieces of Us

What if Eda and Serkan had kissed in the rain in the earlier episodes of SCK? What if they had explored the sexual tension between them before Serkan confessed to being in love with her?

Two lives, two souls intertwined - always together since the most innocent stages of their lives. Will they stand the test of time, or will the whirlwind of teenage years and adulthood tear them apart? A tale old as the world. A spoiled princess and her faithful slave. WARNINGS: Strong language, mature content. The characters belong to Fox Turkey, but the plot and storyline are mine. Edser AU

"Do it!!" Serkan insisted, putting his hands on top of hers as she held the gun, pointed right on top of his heart. "I won't be the first person to die in the hands of the enemy I have given my heart to." 💫💫💫💫💫 A short Edser story inspired by the movie "Mr. and Mrs. Smith". It contains violence and mature content, so read at your own discretion🔞.

That's a collection af EdSer AUs. Some stories have scenes from series, some of them are completely fictional. In most stories Serkan is an architect, while Eda can have different work. Every story has a happy ending. Some of the stories are 18+ rated, but I will put a disclaimer I don't belong any characters. Thanks to FOX for the amazing show

Description: Serkan Bolat is the cold and manipulative CEO of Turkey's largest jewelry empire, he has it all: wealth, good looks and an endless string of hot women ready to satisfy his every desire... but that's not counting the unexpected surprise his cunning uncle has prepared for him after his death. Eda Yildiz is stunningly beautiful, talented and... in debt. What will happen when her hated security boss makes her an unexpected offer that could save her life and ruin her forever?

Soon-to-be divorced Serkan promises never to fall in love when tragedy strikes his life for a second time. Father to a precocious little girl, the young architect, agrees to a temporary arrangement with a young university student, only to grow to depend on and care for her. What will happen when the quintessential nanny realizes she's grown too attached to her subject and, even worse, to her father and decides it is time to move on?