Nova Astrid has been acting since she was 13, and ever since her acting career started, she's been in intense competition with Milani Zaffrid; the spoiled rich girl who gets every tv role Nova works her ass off for. Nova works hard to avoid talking to Milani, which is hard considering they go to the same high school, and they've both been cast as rival characters in the same tv show. Unfortunately, it gets even harder for Nova when the co-writer Matt Davison loves their "off screen chemistry" and decides to make Nova's character Milani's character's love interest. Their intense rivalry gets in the way of their acting ability, and are forced to fake date as practise for the show, and get more comfortable with each other. Let's hope this doesn't awaken anything in them.

Micah, a college student with her own setbacks but warm personality, never expected to be drawn to her new and beautiful literature professor, Inara. As they navigate the delicate balance between clear ethics and attraction, Micah finds herself captivated by Inara intellect, charm, and the way she seems to see right through her. Despite the unspoken rules and risks, their connection grows, challenging them to confront their own boundaries and the consequences of a love that could cost them everything. In a story of longing, secrecy, and desire, Micah and Inara must decide if their forbidden love is worth breaking all the rules. "No." "No?" She says and I shake my head. "The hell do you mean no? So you didn't sleep with her?" "Yes! I mean no." She scoffs. "Get the hell out.

I was never the cool girl. Never the centre of attention. Hell, the first party I ever went to was because Kheli dragged me there when I was seventeen. Oh, Kheli... Kheli was my first love. My first everything. But once we finished high school, we parted ways. My plans were very clear: go to university, have fun, go to parties, maybe fool around at some point when missing Kheli got too much for me to handle. I don't know - the typical university life you see in movies. However, it was nothing like that. I was struggling to keep up with my assignments, my classes, all the drama, the parties, Kheli, the people, Pokémon Go - everything. I couldn't keep up with any of it. And then... Eleanor Williams did what she does best. She came out of nowhere and planted herself right in the middle of my world. And like a very fucking annoying tree, she set down roots and refused to move. And then I found myself - God, kill me now - enjoying being around Eleanor Williams. I found myself watering the fucking tree even when I knew it would only make the roots grow deeper, until there was no way of pulling it out. (Yes, sometimes I make very shitty metaphors. You'll get used to it.) But just because I was, much to my dismay, enjoying Eleanor Williams's company didn't mean she wanted me around.

𝐸𝑣𝑒𝑛 𝑑𝑢𝑟𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑎𝑛 𝑒𝑡𝑒𝑟𝑛𝑎𝑙 𝑠𝑙𝑢𝑚𝑏𝑒𝑟, 𝐼 𝑤𝑎𝑠 𝑠𝑢𝑝𝑝𝑜𝑠𝑒𝑑 𝑡𝑜 𝑙𝑜𝑣𝑒 𝑦𝑜𝑢 𝑏𝑢𝑡 𝐼 𝑠𝑎𝑤 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑠𝑡𝑜𝑟𝑚. 𝐼 𝑏𝑙𝑖𝑛𝑘𝑒𝑑 𝑚𝑦 𝑒𝑦𝑒𝑠 𝑎𝑛𝑑 𝑦𝑜𝑢 𝑤𝑒𝑟𝑒 𝑛𝑜 𝑙𝑜𝑛𝑔𝑒𝑟 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑠𝑎𝑚𝑒. 𝐃𝐄𝐒𝐂𝐋𝐀𝐈𝐌𝐄𝐑!!! 𝐴𝑙𝑙 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑐ℎ𝑎𝑟𝑎𝑐𝑡𝑒𝑟𝑠 𝑖𝑛 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑠𝑡𝑜𝑟𝑦 𝑒𝑥𝑐𝑒𝑝𝑡 𝑟𝑒𝑎𝑑𝑒𝑟 𝑏𝑒𝑙𝑜𝑛𝑔 𝑡𝑜 𝐇𝐎𝐘𝐎𝐕𝐄𝐑𝐒𝐄. 𝕊𝕥𝕒𝕥𝕦𝕤: 𝑪𝒐𝒎𝒑𝒍𝒆𝒕𝒆 𝑃𝑢𝑏𝑙𝑖𝑠ℎ𝑒𝑑➪ 04-12-25 𝐸𝑛𝑑𝑒𝑑➪ 05-31-25

"Willow, wait." Blake's voice was rough, her breath coming in uneven gasps as my fingers unzipped her fly. "Before we go any further, this is your last chance to stop me." I frowned. "Why would I?" "Because if you let me take you now, you're mine. Forever." Her intense gaze burned into me. "And there will be no turning back." ==== Willow's life is a desperate rhythm of morning lectures, late-night shifts, a messy family, and counting every dollar just to make it through. Blake is her classmate, the girl everyone on campus fears. Some say she has ties to the Mafia, others claim she deals in things far worse. But one thing is certain. No one dares to mess with her because those who have ended up in the hospital. One night, on her way home after another exhausting shift, Willow finds Blake bleeding out on the street. Against every instinct, she helps her. But Blake, as it turns out, isn't the kind of person who lets debts go unpaid. When Willow's stepfather aggressively demands money from her, Blake steps in and handles it without hesitation. Now, questions haunt Willow. Who is Blake really? Are the rumors about her true? And most terrifying of all, why can't she stop thinking about her knowing that whatever burns between them is destined for destruction? Be careful this story contains: Profanity Smut Violence

"I think of her so much, it drives me crazy" dark red - a red color that reflects little light. red, redness - red color or pigment; the chromatic color resembling the hue of blood. --- Arabella felt as if her lungs weren't working, and the room was closing in on her. Her heart was beating so fast she thought it would explode. She could almost taste the metallic sweat that was dripping down her forehead and collecting in her underarms. Is this what love felt like? Morticia Addams x OC Fanfiction Set in the Netflix Wednesday Show

Becky Armstrong is a young business analyst who happens to get a job in a big fashion company, Diversity Pop, owned by the famous Singer, Model and Actress Freen Sarocha Chankimha. Freen doesn't know that she had ruined Becky's life when they were still in high school, preventing her to realize reach her ultimate dream. Seven years later, their paths crossed once again. Will Becky allow Freen to ruin her life again? Or this time, it will be the other way around? ⚠️⚠️⚠️ Oh god. Freen couldn't believe it. She felt so turned on, the burning sensation had spread everywhere in her body and now her underwear is wet. Fuck, she makes me wet. She had to gain back the control of the moment. She pulled back and moved away from a giggling Becky. "I am not gay." Am I not? Becky raised her eyebrows. "Again, I'm not gay, so you have nothing to worry about." Freen added. "You're not attracted to me, huh?" Becky teased. "Huh? It's impossible to be attracted to you. I'm not gay." Lie. Ugh. What is she doing to me. WARNING: -This story is 18+ read at your own risk. 🔞🔞🔞 -This also contains G!P Becky ⚠️⚠️⚠️ **This story is not mine, I only changed the characters, other details, and some parts or plot of the story to fit Becky and Freen's character. **This story has been converted to BeckFreen. ** All rights and credits to the original author Fanwriting on fanfiction.net. **This is just a FanFiction and does not represent the mentioned characters or companies. The work is purely fictional. Original Title: I love you, Nerd Converted Story Title: Blonde Obsession

WATTYS 2022 AWARD WINNER ☾ ˚✩ ⋆｡˚ ✩ ˚✩ ⋆｡˚ ✩ • ☽ "You had an idea?" She laughed lightly when I reminded her. Her laugh was easily contagious, I couldn't help but not laugh with her, even if it was just a small nostril-flare kind of thing. "Yeah, I do." She turned to me slightly, and straightened her posture. "You've seen John Tucker Must Die, right?" She asked, and I summoned the most 'no, duh' expression I possibly could give her. "Perfect. Let's John Tucker the hell out of that motherfucker." ☾ ˚✩ ⋆｡˚ ✩ ˚✩ ⋆｡˚ ✩ • ☽ Abby Reynolds is your average high school senior who's just trying to ace her AP exams to get into her top schools, be a good daughter to her parents, and a loving girlfriend to her boyfriend. When Abby's perfect relationship is ripped to shreds, she fetches a plan to get revenge - with the girl she should hate most. Abby's about to get more than she bargained for, and learn more about herself than any college entry essay could ever teach her, and it's about to come in the form of Tessa Oliver.

She could have had anyone in the world with her beauty and she chose me. I will forever wonder why me? Maybe if you read it you'll find out❤️❤️

No.2 on #aotoneshots - No.2 & No.3 #yelena These are FxF.