Ella was often mistaken for her sister, Scarlett, they were twins after all, but as soon as they realised which twin they were speaking to, the boys ran away. She didn't mind, in fact, Ella was indifferent to her sister's entourage of beaux. That was until she met Rhett Butler. For he was no ordinary country boy, but a man of the world. Will she be able to compete against her sister for his love? A Gone With The Wind Fanfiction "She didn't need a man to make her happy. At least, that was what she had believed, before she met Rhett Butler."

When placed in the atmosphere of a forgotten family friend, a fifteen-year-old Monica Wells learns to find the bright side in a series of forced piano lessons that take over her summer schedule. Written Fall/Winter 2016 Edited Fall/Winter 2021

Summary: 1993; you're a lawyer and on your way to meet your new client. Surprise; it's someone you knew, years ago... This fic contains heavy sin, Duff and Slash being the best friends, Stephanie Seymour being a bitch (sorry Stephanie if you read this) and a bit of angst (yeah, because y'know) Side note: I don't have a clue of how the judiciary system works in the USA, so don't @ me if there is incoherence :)

Let me take you into paradise inside Paisley Park as you will live your wildest fantasies with the one and only Prince of Funk also known as The Artist.

What happens when holiday decorating doesn't go as expected? Holiday Exchange Story.

The Dealer and His Roomie ❦ An enemy to lovers romance. For six months, they're stuck together: a reckless dealer and the girl who never stops talking. He wants her gone. She's not leaving. . . . I scoff. "Wow. You must be a hit at parties." "I am, actually." He tilts his head slightly, studying me. "You, though? I'm guessing you talk so much they don't even need music." . . . Warning- Suggestive Content Drama, Crime, Romance Not a single dull chapter, I swear ;) Ratings- #1 in Roommates (13.04.2025) #1 in Sweet (11.05.2025) #1 in Arrogant (13.05.2025)

These are just all my imagines from my tumblr. I just moved them over here

Slowly, deliberately, she reached up and slid off her oversized sunglasses, letting her eyes meet his--sharp, amused, and unapologetic. "I fucked the taste out of your mouth in France," she said, voice low, teasing, every word dripping with audacity. She tilted her head slightly, the fur coat slipping just a fraction, the sweater dress hugging her curves in a way that was impossible to ignore. "And I can't even get a hello?" she added, voice rising at the end, mock offense in her tone, lips curling into that infuriating smirk he hated and craved all at once.

This story is an outsiders fan fiction and I'm warning you there is suicidal thoughts and actions and cussing

Where Memphis' future star, Elvis Presley, has always had a crush on Memphis' biggest troublemaker, Coraline Dove. Or Where they both rise to fame trying to handle their relationship being forbidden and the struggles that fame brings. Elvis Presley x oc