Completed • First Draft - not edited. || "You gonna sit there all night?" Luka glances at me, smirking. I glare back. "I was enjoying the last few seconds of peace before having to spend an evening pretending to like you." "That's funny," he says, unbuckling his seatbelt. "Why?" I snap. "Because I was thinking the same thing." || The rules? Easy enough. 1. Pretend to be the perfect couple. 2. Keep it professional. 3. And whatever you do, don't. catch. feelings. Simple, right? Sofia Calloway never planned on going viral for throwing a drink in Luka Mikhaylov's face. But one video, one pissed-off hockey star, and one furious university later... she's suddenly stuck in a fake relationship with the guy she can't stand. He needs to clean up his image before the NHL draft. She needs the free tuition that comes with the deal. All they have to do is smile for the cameras, hold hands at the games, and act like they don't want to strangle each other. Then come the late-night arguments that last too long. The stolen glances that feel too dangerous. The moment where "pretend" starts looking way too real. Because when you break the rules, someone's bound to lose. And this time, it might be both of them.

At court, he is the fool. She is the crown. Their clandestine love is the most magnificent treason of all. By day, Princess Élodie watches from her high throne as Laurent performs his painted jests, his sharp brilliance buried beneath a mask of mockery. By night, she casts aside her heavy silks for the humble cloth of a maid, seeking the only freedom she has ever known beyond the palace gates. It was in these shadowed gardens, stripped of title and bell, that they first met-two nameless strangers falling in love with the souls behind the masks. Even when the truth emerged, the fire between them could not be quenched. Their furtive world is a sanctuary built of whispers and stolen breath, made possible only by the brave deception of Élodie's servant, Sabine. While Sabine occupies the royal bed to ward off suspicion, the King, Auguste, begins to find himself enchanted by the "Princess" he thinks he finally knows. In this palace of gilded mirrors, the deception is total. The King is blinded by a servant's grace, and the Princess is bound to a jester's heart. They have woven a web so intricate that even the sharpest blade seems dull-but in a court where secrets are the only currency, the cost of a mask is higher than any dare to dream.

[✉] Yandere male x Female reader ─ When [Y/N] met a two-faced neighbor, who has a big infatuation with her, things went downhill. ✎ Warning! this story may contain lewd thoughts, swearing, mild NSFW, and gore. Don't like it? don't read. ✎ Another information! This is the first fanfiction I have written. There could be grammar mistakes and sayings that might not make sense. Besides the reason that this is just for fun, I also wrote this book as a way for me to improve on my writing skills. So, please forgive me if there are mistakes in the way I write the story. This story rightfully belongs to @WITTYC4MELLI4. The artworks included in this book do not belong to me, it goes to their rightful owners or artists.

When a weekend trip to a remote winter lodge turns into a waking nightmare, (Y/n) finds herself stranded in a snow-choked wilderness with something inhuman picking off her friends one by one. As trust crumbles and paranoia spreads, betrayal cuts deeper than any claws ever could. Left for dead and stalked by a creature that wears the faces of the people it kills, (Y/n) has no choice but to rely on the very monster that tore her life apart. What begins as a fragile, uneasy truce twists into something far darker and far more possessive. Because the thing in the woods isn't just hunting her anymore. It's learning. And it's never letting her go. #1 in #skinwalker #1 in #gore #1 in #yanderexreader #1 in #disturbed #1 in #possession #1 in #survival #1 in #yandere #1 in #infatuation #1 in #horror #1 in #sadist #1 in #forcedlove #1 in #reader #1 in #violence #1 in #violent #1 in #protective #1 in #stockholm

A hardworking small-town farm girl babysitting two sociopathic twins, a tractor explosion that takes all your college savings, the brutal betrayals of your childhood friends, and figuring your way out of their grasp after somehow dancing into it. "She is beyond compare. She is the only evidence of any sort of God I've been able to find in this forsaken world." "No, she's just- She's so goddamn beautiful." Your fate is forever in their hands. *Picture used in the cover does not belong to me!*

❝𝐏𝐥𝐞𝐚𝐬𝐮𝐫𝐞 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐚 𝐬𝐢𝐫𝐞𝐧, 𝐥𝐮𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐭𝐨 𝐞𝐱𝐩𝐞𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐧𝐜𝐞 𝐦𝐨𝐫𝐞.❞ In which a streamer gets and his viewer get entangled. || MATURE CONTENT || All rights reserved. kingkatewrites Cover by vanillalust

Sick of cliché Wattpad books? Then this isn't the book for you. We take every single over-used plot, character and trope on Wattpad - from player-meets-nerd to my-boyfriend-is-a-vampire - and mash it all into one, awful, hilarious parody. NOTE: This is a parody. Characters have not been created to mock a race/nationality/sexuality, they have been created to lightly poke fun at the way certain teen fiction writers reduce them into crude stereotypes. Thanks for helping this pile of junk get to #1 in Humor!

When an Atlanta dancer protecting her teenage sister crosses paths with a mysterious woman who seems to know far too much about her, their dangerous pull toward each other entangles them in a world of gang rivalries, buried pasts, and loyalty-shattering stakes. *** Mazi has always been the only thing holding her world together, working long nights at an Atlanta club and raising her rebellious little sister, Mac. But when Lee, a quiet stranger with unsettling knowledge about her life, steps into her VIP room, everything shifts. What begins as curiosity veers into something intense and irresistible, pulling them both into a storm of threats, gang tension, and past enemies. As tensions grow, Mazi battles the instinct to stand alone while Lee fights to prove she's more than the streets that shaped her. *** Adapted From: Studs Get It Wetter. She was just supposed to dance. Lee was just supposed to pay. But one touch turned obsession, and one kiss lit a war. Now the bodies are stacking, the streets are watching, and Mazi's learning the hard way... love can be just as deadly as loyalty. And in Atlanta? You don't get both. MUST READ.

"W-what are you doing here?" Aya asked. She wasn't expecting any guests, and certainly not the temporary lover that stood in her dark hallway. They smiled widely, but Anya could tell there was something more sinister behind their eyes. "Just having my dinner, can't you see?" They responded back as they took the palm of their hand and licked the blood that dripped from the tips of their fingers.

Wattpad said "NOPE", no more new chapters in my first book. 😂 Apparently, it's too long already, so I had to create a new book to continue Ceres's story. Hahaha! So yes, this is the continuation! 🎉 📌 To all new readers: You really, really need to read the first book before this one, otherwise, nothing here will make sense. Like, at all. 😂 #CeresChroniclesContinue #TooLongForWatty #ReadBookOneFirst #TrustTheProcess