Camilla White took the first open room she could find after discovering her boyfriend of five years had been cheating on her. What she didn't know was that she'd be living with three of the loudest, most obnoxious boys on earth... and how much fun she'd have while she did it.

"I don't want this to get weird in any way, so let's make a deal, okay? We will hook up tonight and after tomorrow we wont see each other ever again. No names, no real stories of us, no exchange of number or social media. I don't want to know anything about you, so we can make sure neither of us gets too attached and it's easy to go our separate ways tomorrow" When Joe gets the offer from an attractive woman at the club, he can't resist. One night, no names, no way to contact each other afterwards. What happens when the two do meet again and when Joe finds out who she really is?

"You lied to me," He insinuated. I felt my heart leap to my throat, this can't be happening. "It was a mistake, everyone makes mistakes," my voice dropped. "Yes, but you make more than most people." "I-" "You hurt me; you worry everyone, everyone you get close to you hurt. Ever since Ma and Pa died you've been nothing but inconsiderate to everyone else. You hurt all of us with your lies." "Not on purpose," I whispered, "I never wanted to hurt you, I only wanted to-" Soda put his hands up to silence me. "Rosey-" "Please don't do this, Soda, I care about him." I heard panic tinging my own voice. He said nothing. ----------- Friends are the family you can choose, but sometimes, those friends are more like lovers than family. Rosemarie Curtis, Sadie Cade, Sodapop Curtis, Ponyboy Curtis, Johnny Cade, Darry Curtis, Dallas Winston, Steve Randle, and Two-bit Mathews. All greasers and the best of friends, inseparable at the least. It's always been this way; a gang, a tight knot group of people. Nobody thought anything could disrupt the perfect little imbalance of friendship that consisted in the gang. Especially love, or complicated relationships. Complicated meaning... hidden. How will their friendship stay on the straight and narrow when fate's gun is loaded with twists, ready to be fired at the 9 gang members? And the main question is; can you keep a secret? Because there are plenty to keep.

𝐣𝐨𝐡𝐧 𝐛 𝐱 𝐟𝐞𝐦 𝐨𝐜 ɪɴ ᴡʜɪᴄʜ ᴀ ᴜsᴇᴅ ᴛᴏ ʙᴇ ᴋᴏᴏᴋ ғᴀʟʟs ғᴏʀ ᴛʜᴇ ʙᴏʏ ᴛʜᴀᴛ ᴛᴇᴀᴄʜᴇs ʜᴇʀ ᴛᴏ ʙᴇ ɪɢɴᴏʀᴇᴅ ᴀɴᴅ ɴᴇɢʟᴇᴄᴛᴇᴅ "𝙬𝙚 𝙖𝙡𝙡 𝙜𝙤𝙩 𝙗𝙖𝙜𝙜𝙖𝙜𝙚...𝙞𝙩'𝙨 𝙖𝙡𝙡 𝙖𝙗𝙤𝙪𝙩 𝙬𝙝𝙤 𝙝𝙞𝙙𝙚𝙨 𝙞𝙩 𝙗𝙚𝙨𝙩 " ᴏᴜᴛᴇʀ ʙᴀɴᴋs ᴄᴏᴠᴇʀ ʙʏ @_ᴅᴀᴀʀᴋʟɪɪɴɢ @-ᴡᴀʏᴡᴀʀᴅᴘᴏɢᴜᴇs 2020

❝You like my sister?❞ ❝Nah, man. I don't have time for girls, you know? Baseball is my life, that's really all that matters to me at the moment.❞ ▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂ (Based in 2015 instead of 1960's) 　A/N: beware! i wrote this during my early teenage years - it's very cringy at a lot of points. please refrain from reading if you can't refrain from leaving rude comments. thank you! 　　　　▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂ All Rights Reserved (aside from The Sandlot and its original characters) » NotMakayla HIGHEST RANK: #87 in fanfiction !! #1 in summer

preseason 2021: Elle Simmons, fresh out of college, is the Cincinnati Bengals' new athletic trainer. Along with work, stress and the aftermath from her latest relationship, she's trying not to neglect her personal life too much. Joe Burrow, the Bengals' hope after a miserable season, is back after his injury and has only one goal; to get back on the field in time to lead the Bengals to a successful season. What happens when the two get closer?

❝Just a forgetful child, just a lost girl.❞ ❝Just a boy with a pen, just a man with ink.❞ (Book 1)

𝙄 𝙆𝙉𝙊𝙒 𝙔𝙊𝙐 𝙒𝙀𝙍𝙀 𝙒𝘼𝙔 𝙏𝙊𝙊 𝘽𝙍𝙄𝙂𝙃𝙏 𝙁𝙊𝙍 𝙈𝙀. If Stella and her friends knew what they were getting into when they stumbled upon a sunken shipwreck, they probably would've brushed up on their treasure hunting skills. season 1 & 2: completed season 3: ON HOLD

the life and times of the artistically talented & whimsical virginia curtis. / written by gena dallas winston x fem!oc completed. ( the outsiders au!canon divergence ) ─── 𝟐𝟎𝟐𝟎 | ©-𝐢𝐧𝐤𝐥𝐨𝐫𝐞

"Smoking is bad, you know." The placid voice speaks up from the distant dark corner, nothing to see but a tall silhouette and an orange glow of a cigarette cherry. "It's the least of my problems," I murmur with my own between my lips, proceeding to feel the stagnant debris valley my throat when I suck delicately. He exhales a chuckle of cynical amusement, his footsteps getting every step clearer to my eardrums until I eventually sense body heat burning my back. "And why is that?" He whispers over my shoulder, hands inviting themselves to grip the railing in front of me so I become a prisoner between his inked arms. I swallow. "Because you'll be the one to kill me first." // Aven Brooks is hired to take pictures for the world-renown punk rock band known today as Duplicity; hoping the experience gets her into her most elite-dreamed university. However, when her lenses accidentally capture more than just cheeky sound checks and performances, she comes to a horrifying discovery that Duplicity is anything but a band. Appalled and frightened, she's trapped. *HIGHEST RANKINGS* #1 IN HARRYSTYLES #1 IN ONEDIRECTION ALL RIGHTS RESERVED TO @happydays1d NOT ALLOWING TRANSLATIONS! CONTAINS VULGAR LANGUAGE / DRUG ABUSE / SEXUAL CONTENT / DESCRIPTIVE VIOLENCE / MENTAL HEALTH READ AT OWN RISK!