*****I DO NOT OWN this story, i just converted it to Chaelisa. All credits go to the original author*****

Y/n Y/l/n knows three things to be true. First, she is going to be Boston's most sought after divorce attorney by thirty-five. Second, given how terrible her romantic track record is, falling in love isn't in the cards for her. And third, Christmas only brings her bad luck - being broken up with not once, not twice, but three times during the holidays is proof enough of that. When she runs into Roseanne Park on Christmas Eve, she has no reason to believe her luck will change. After all, though Roseanne is probably the most gorgeous woman she's ever seen, she's also straight. And married to Y/n's work rival. While being hired by Roseanne throws her for a loop, winning a divorce case and sticking it to her ex-colleague should be enough of a thrill. But as the months slip by, bringing her closer to both Roseanne and her adorable daughter Evie, the lines between attorney and client begin to blur. And she could have never predicted just how much she wants them to. Roseanne park (Rosé) x female reader ©️All credits goes to the author. I don't own anything.

Roseanne Park could be anything, anywhere, and anyone - sometimes, all three, all at once, on a good day. She might just be the second coming of Christ, if Christ were in stilted heels - YSL, if you please. And if she was smarter, wiser, and a possessor of copious amounts of self-preservation, she could've escaped - as though surviving a car crash - the unyielding intensity of Y/n Brambilla's gaze. She didn't expect much, when she accepted writing a song for the Formula 1 film. A bit blindsided, would be fairly apt. The trappings of that girl were rather peculiar - Taut muscles underneath half undone racing overalls, unbelievable eyes in between helmet slits, and my god, that tousled helmet hair that makes anyone go feral. If they aren't already. It was rather annoying. Roseanne thinks that she could probably write a dozen albums about her. Or The Formula 1 driver x Rosé romcom-ish fic that's birthed from her, coming to Miami grand prix. It's really just purely for self indulgence, if anything.

"This is all so wrong, Rosie" "I know... but I can't help myself"

" met moi des roses rouges s'il te plait Rosé" " T'a de la chance se sont les dernières..." "Les dernières ? " Prononça Lisa "Les dernières roses" " À croire que je suis arrivée a temps" "Oui, il faut croire ...."

Es geht um Rose die in eine andere Stadt umzieht und dabei auch auf eine neue Schule wechselt dabei verliebt sie sich in Lisa ihre Klassenkameradin und die Lehrerin sagt das sie sich neben Lisa setzten soll worauf sie schüchtern lächelt

*****I DO NOT OWN this story, i just converted it to Chaelisa. All credits go to the original author @ horsinha*****

Lisa's mother is engaged to Rosie's father, and the girls are about to unwillingly become step siblings. ⚠️ Lots of sex, Topsé ⚠️ ________________________________ This is a converted fan fiction. I do not own the story so therefore all credits go to the original owner of the story. Original Author: geralehane

[Fck Buddies] It wasn't like she had a choice in this matter. She knows she never had a choice anyways. After all, that girl was irresistible, who is Lisa to deny her? G!P Hot Nerd!Lisa, Popular!Chaeyoung I scrunch my nose and look at her with a slight edge in my pupils. "What are you trying to say here Chaeyoung?" I ask, defeated. She smirks and kisses my cheek softly before leaning close to my ear and whispering, "I'm trying to say you're going to be my fuck buddy." This has been converted to Chaelisa. All rights go to iOnlyWatchTheStars on fanfiction.net. THIS IS NOT MY PLOT OR WORDS!!! I ONLY CHANGED THE NAMES AND LITTLE THINGS TO FIT CHAELISA!!! •••••••[story status: COMPLETED] •••••••

L'amour, tel un jardin secret, épanouit ses fleurs les plus intenses dans le mystère partagé entre deux âmes. L'amour, tel un précieux secret, s'épanouit dans le silence des cœurs, tissant des liens invisibles qui transcendent les mots et se révèlent dans chaque regard partagé. Chaelisa story. Bonne lecture.