"This isn't how I imagined it going." "Neither did I, but I'm kind of enjoying it." started: 5/29/2025 finished: ???

"Yeah, well... I'm starting to think I got stood up." The bartender clicks his tongue, setting his towel down with a slow shake of his head. "Fucking tragic. Can't say I understand it. If I had a date with you, I'd be here an hour early, dressed to fucking impress, already working out ways to keep you entertained all night." I raise an eyebrow, half-smirking. "Smooth." "Don't flatter me yet, love. That was just the warm-up." He nods toward my half-finished wine. "Tell you what-since your bloke's clearly an idiot, this one's on the house." I blink. "Seriously?" He shrugs, like it costs him absolutely nothing. "What can I say? I've got a soft spot for beautiful people with shit luck." His smirk deepens. "Also, it's good fucking business. You stay longer, you order more, and I get to look like the hero. Everyone wins." I shake my head, laughing as he pours me another glass with the kind of effortless confidence that suggests he's done this a thousand times before-offered a pretty girl a free drink, flashed a dangerous grin, made her night a little less shit. He slides the glass toward me. "Louis, by the way." "Bee," I say, taking a sip.

ᴺᵒʷ ᵖˡᵃʸᶦⁿᵍ; [She is Beauty We Are World Class ] 1:11 --◦---- -3:39 ↠ⁿᵉˣᵗ ˢᵒⁿᵍ ↺ ʳᵉᵖᵉᵃᵗ ⊜ ᵖᵃᵘˢᵉ Escape the inevitable Fade into light Soak up the empathy 'Cause I'm with you tonight Are we one, or are we two? Are we me, or are we you? Has it been all this before? Do you see what I see? - In Chicago was a mafia named "Silver Tongues". According to the higher class they were notorious for making people disappear. The lower class never believed it. Thought it was a stupid little rumor to scare "the poor" away from the city. - WARNING Contains; Adult language, violence, sexual content

18+ His words have always held authority over my mind, reeling me in like a hidden fishing hook ready to pierce the top of my mouth. The way his fingers would trace up the line in my tights underneath my skirt, delicately and curiously inching closer as his eyes watched me intensely. He always cause my skin to crawl with anticipation, the darkness that always crawled out of his lips when we locked eyes along with the strict rules that were already set in place for us. He taught me well, treating me gently in the times for my education and future- while also treating me with untamed morals and deliciously rough treatment. He gave me every single thing my body was quietly screaming out for. He saw me and I saw him. ☆ Okay so, I don't have a posting schedule yet and I'm usually going to post whenever I feel motivated or inspired to write which I obviously can't time or rush. If a schedule comes up, I will let you all know and if I'm not posting fast enough for you, there is my other fanfic of Louis called "For Your Eyes Only" that has the rockstar. this book will involve a relationship between student and teacher and yes, it does have smut. If you have any idea what those books up top are, then you know what's to come and if you don't, please read the list below that contains all the warnings and information you need to see if this book is right for you. friends to lovers bondage drug abuse forced pleasure love triangle (for a little bit) "touch her, I kill you" trope best friend's brother forced proximity "one bed" trope hope you guys enjoy this book, it's my favorite one yet

❝I KNOW HE'S CRAZY BUT HE'S THE ONE I WANT❞ 𝐈𝐍 𝐖𝐇𝐈𝐂𝐇... ꒱ ↷🖇 when blair collins is chosen to open for louis tomlinson's latest tour, she had no idea it would change her life for the better and for the worst. or involve her falling for the last person the world wanted her to be with. ❛ are you scared? ❜ ❛ terrified. but not of this. ❜ ↷🖇 𝐁𝐔𝐓 𝐃𝐀𝐃𝐃𝐘 𝐈 𝐋𝐎𝐕𝐄 𝐇𝐈𝐌 ࿐ ࿔*:･ﾟ ❛ i forget how the west was won i forget if this was ever fun i just learned these people only raise you to cage you sarahs and hannah's in their sunday best clutching their pearls, sighing, "what a mess" i just learned these people try and save you 'cause they hate you too high a horse for a simple girl to rise above it they slammed the door on my whole world the one thing i wanted now i'm running with my dress unbuttoned screaming, "but, daddy i love him! i'm having his baby" no, i'm not, but you should see your faces i'm telling him to floor it through the fences no, i'm not coming to my senses i know he's crazy but he's the one i want. ❜ SOCIAL MEDIA AND REAL LIFE LOUIS TOMLINSON X FEM!OC ©-N0B0DYSGIRL ,, 2025 ❝ RANKS: ❞ #1 in "1D". ❪ oct 09. 2025 ,, feb 21. 2026 ❫ #1 in "niallhoran". ❪ nov 08. 2025 ❫ #1 in "harrystyles". ❪ dec 05. 2025 ❫ #1 in "walls". ❪ dec 18. 2025 ❫ #1 in "louistomlinson". ❪ feb 16. 2026 ❫

❝You're such a fucking slut❞ ❝We'll see who's talking when you come back begging me to fuck you❞ WARNING: This story will include graphic sex scenes, dysphoria, and swearing, Also, this story will mostly be made up by people of color and some queer characters. If you are in any way racist, homophobic, or transphobic, please get lost and burn in hell. Do not read this story.

Sometimes love can get tainted, it just happens out of nowhere... (completed) warning: typos galore! Unedited. - HIGHEST RANKINGS! Zayn #1 Selena #2 Zayn #5 Mafia #15 Possessive #26 Selena #10

Luna [loo-nuh] noun 1. A completely unordinary girl who enjoys drawing, the absence of color, records, and a small selection of friends. 2. A girl like the moon who falls for a guy like the sun. • "Luna," I said flatly. ... "Luna," he thought for a moment then nodded, "fits you."

In the world of the wealthy and powerful, an angel finds herself in need of protection, she is assigned a bodyguard - a beautiful and mysterious man. A man with secrets, but one who is determined to keep such an angel safe at all costs. She is drawn to him despite her better judgement, some excitement, some light into such a dark and dangerous life. // "We can't," I whispered, being the one to break the silence between us. The air between our faces was so thick it was almost as if it wasn't there anymore, I could hardly take in a breath. Everything was so warm, and the longer we spent like this, our lips just hovering an inch from each other, I became so much more aware of every way his body was touching mine. I hated him. We hated each other. Yet here we were, desperate to touch. "I know," Was all he said in response, darting his eyes down to my lips again, a small smirk on his face. Out of desperation, the way he had already got me so wound up, my body was overwhelmed by too many feelings. My hands travelled down from where I was grasping his biceps, I soothed my palms down his sides, his warm skin, before I was holding his hips, right above the waist band of the grey sweatpants he had on. He let out a low hum of approval, and a slow smirk spread across his face as soon as he realised what I was doing. His eyes met mine again and he tilted his head to the side, almost as if he was trying to figure out what I was thinking. He then blew out a slow breath, and the smirk on his face only grew wider before he whispered, "Fuck it." *** i loved you as icarus loved the sun. *** Start date - May 5 2022 ***

Two individuals who carry memories from a distant past. Memories that serve as a cruel reminder of the reality they live in, and as a fuel to their fire, motivating them to push the goals they have set in mind. Standing on opposite ends however, the last thing she least expected was to be accepted. And even more, did he to fall in love. All Rights Reserved to Intoxicatedd- This story will contain mature content.