Nadalia Saint An ambitious, outgoing, and level-heded girl attending her first years of university at UCLA. Despite her being what her friends would call an "influencer"(for now). Nadalia's goal is to use that to increase her following and putting her name out for when she becomes an Affiliating Marketer. Aside from school and her work towards a rising career, shes struggling with her inner self which is ironic since shes always so sure of any and everything.. Dakota Moore Known for being creative, straightforward, and playful, shes also attending her first year at UCLA. She uses her creativity and love for painting and customization as a way of self expression and income, spreading her passion by making and selling canvases and custom clothing designs. Her business is kind of small but she's sure it'll grow as time comes and as things become bigger than what she could've asked for. Other then the basics, she grew up to see her once so in love parents marriage turn toxic. Resulting into her own doubts about commitment and love.. <33 Two young women with obvious differences budding over their similarities. A story following first year college students road to prosperity and the unraveling of inner struggles that they contain towards the aspect of romance. And lastly a slow burn of friends to lovers..

"Secrets don't die with the ones who keep them. They haunt the living until they're forced into the light..." Aminah ~ Grief has a way of staining everything-your memories, your heart, your sanity. Losing Hailee shattered me, but what came after burned me alive. The deceptions, the cracks in trust, the love that lingers in my heart even when I want to rip it out. Alex is the spark that threatens to ignite what's left of me. Her presence feels like treason, a dangerous temptation I can't afford. And Devyn? She's the ghost of my past and the storm of my present. I loved her once-maybe I still do-but love isn't enough when the truth tastes like ash. This is my life now, balancing on the edge of a knife, torn between uncovering the secrets that will certainly destroy me and holding on to what little remains. They say the truth sets you free. But they never warm you of the costs.

Natalie and Evie are very different people. They are very different in age, in income, and at different stages of their lives. Natalie is a partner in a law firm, and Evie is a law student. They meet at a work function of Natalie’s, where Evie is a waitress, and talk. Natalie is lonely, and attracted to Evie, and on impulse she offers Evie money for sex. Evie wonders whether to accept, or be offended, or quite what she should do. In the end, the simplest thing seems to be to say yes, because she quite likes Natalie as well. So. Ta-dah. Romance. Or it’s trying to be romance, like the gritty end of romance. So HEA or HFN in the end, promise, if anyone cares, but with some worky and friendsy and chick-lit stuff along the way. And smut, obviously. But maybe slower getting to it this time, so as to keep the romancey going. Anyways, that’s what this is, just to say all that so people know. And also, thank you for looking, and being interested, and I hope this one is interesting too! An ebook of Evie's Job is now on Amazon too, by the way :)

"I say that I hate you with a smile on my face.." Wisdom Jefferson is known for her bad attitude and temper. After a bad fight, she now has to do 6 months of anger management classes and has to find a job. After weeks of searching, she's still at a dead end because no one wants to work with a teen who picks fights. That is until she applies for a diner and gets hired. All is well until she remembers that her manager is her longtime enemy. Jorja Hunters is an outgoing, activist and drummer. She's the one you call when you have a problem but seems to be always alone when she has one. All she wants to do is travel the world and showcase her talent. But she has no support from her overprotective parents which is why she ends up working at their diner with the girl who gives her a horrible headache, yet she seems to still have a crush on after many years. Old Title was "Favorite Crime"

𝘐𝘧 𝘐 𝘸𝘢𝘴 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘣𝘦𝘴𝘵𝘧𝘳𝘪𝘦𝘯𝘥... 𝘪'𝘥 𝘸𝘢𝘯𝘵 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘳𝘰𝘶𝘯𝘥' 𝘢𝘭𝘭 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘵𝘪𝘮𝘦 𝘎𝘪𝘳𝘭 𝘪'𝘭𝘭 𝘣𝘦 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘣𝘦𝘴𝘵𝘧𝘳𝘪𝘦𝘯𝘥... 𝘫𝘶𝘴𝘵 𝘱𝘳𝘰𝘮𝘪𝘴𝘦 𝘮𝘦 𝘺𝘰𝘶'𝘭𝘭 𝘣𝘦 𝘮𝘪𝘯𝘦

Sevika now represents Zaun on the Council, but she knows her advocacy there is futile. Still grieving the people she lost in war, Sevika is just about to fall back into bad old habits as the attractive Mage and ex-Councillor Mel saves her life. Together the get caught up in a much larger scheme and eventually have to team up with others. Sevika does not joke around when Zaunite rights are at play. Includes: Sevika's backstory, Melvika romance, one adult scene, assasination attempts, fight scenes, fantasy politics, Zaun's urprising Characters: Sevika, Mel (Ekko, Caitlyn, Vi, Sevika's brother, others) Sorry for all potential English mistakes: my native language is German. I also do not know a lot about League lore. Content warnigs: Arcane spoilers, violence, addiction, grief, death, sickness, childhood trauma, opression, revolution, adult scenes „..." Those are German quotation marks and I use them because my keyboard does not have English quotation marks. In case you haven't found Sevika under the Christmas tree yet, this fanfic is a present. Merry Christmas!

❝ 𝐘𝐎𝐔 𝐓𝐔𝐑𝐍𝐄𝐃 𝐌𝐘 𝐇𝐄𝐀𝐑𝐓 𝐓𝐎 𝐒𝐓𝐄𝐄𝐋, 𝐘𝐄𝐓 𝐈𝐓 𝐒𝐓𝐈𝐋𝐋 𝐁𝐄𝐍𝐃𝐒 𝐅𝐎𝐑 𝐘𝐎𝐔!❞ ៸៸ ʬʬ.elcome ⇢ ARCANE fans ⁾ ゛ 一 ᯭ ˓˓ a Sevika x fem!reader fic ᩬ 🧚‍♂️ ‹ nsfw ｡ 11.04.24 ꜜ wlw ⸼ ⸼ ⸼ ⸼ [ sevika x fem!reader] [mature content] [lesbian]

▪▪▪ I trace my index finger along his jaw, feeling the smooth softness of the sharp line. He shivers at the touch, trying to dissolve himself into the bookshelf at his back "The first time we met, you didn't seem to like me." I said painfully slow, and far more distracted by something enticing. He's full thick lips press into a tight anxious line. "I-I didn't say that." "You didn't have to." I step in even closer, finding myself at just a suffocating inch distance from him. Warmth and the scent of lavender engulf around me. He licks his lips nervously, running his tongue wetly over them and causing my gaze to drift down with the heat of unexpected thirsty hunger. I reach out gently, letting the hot wet cover smear against my thumb, applying a little pressure to the plump softness. He watches with heavy breathe, chest slightly heaving. I smile, noticing when his eyes darken with the burn of lust as he stares back at me. "You--" I lick my thumb "--are such a moron." * Ivy Bathory. She's everything dark...yet she feels. After a tragic childhood in her small town, she is left broken. A dead serial killer for a father and a runaway mother who couldn't care less what happened to her. Her life is practically over, she's hated and loathed by the society, living in the shadows of her fathers wrong deeds. And all she's done is keep people at a distance...until she meets him. Drawn to how much his eyes twinkle, Ivy can't stop herself from hoping. Begging and hoping that maybe...there's something to live for. Something to fight for in the midst of the oncoming storm. She doesn't want trouble...she just wants him. ⚠W A R N I N G ⚠ This story contains : ♔ S e x u a l / M a t u r e C o n t e n t ♔ E x p l i c i t La n g u a g e ♔ E x t r e m e V i o l e n c e ♔ B l o o d A n d G o r e ♔ U n e x p e c t e d s h i t (h e h e) A/N : I'm a bitch with issues. Please don't come at me if this story doesn't turn out to be your ordinary clich