"Dear Diary, If there is one thing you must know about me, it is that I am absolutely in love with Commodore James Norrington..." Being in love with your best friend's boyfriend can be tough. Especially when he's a commodore for the British navy stuck at port with you while she's off on wild pirating adventures. Not to worry though, because there's plenty of adventures to take one's mind off of feelings here at Port Royal. Right? Based off of my friend's Pirate of the Caribbean fanfiction. It's a self insert cause she put me into her story (thanks, Callise! <3)

Regulus Black was meant to die in that cave. He had accepted it-the cold, the curse, the betrayal that came with serving a monster. But fate had other plans. Pulled from the depths by a cursed siren with silver hair and storm-touched eyes, Regulus wakes in a secret sea cavern with nothing but his broken body and a girl who shouldn't exist. Clara is magic incarnate-ethereal, wordless, and full of questions no one has dared to ask. Together, they are hunted. Not just by Voldemort, who seeks the girl's blood and the boy's silence-but by the war Regulus once helped build. With nothing left to lose, he makes a vow: protect her, whatever it takes. But protection comes at a cost. And love... love was never supposed to be part of the plan. As Clara's voice returns and the truth of her curse unfolds, Regulus is forced to face the very darkness he once embraced. The past doesn't forget. The sea doesn't forgive. And neither does fate.

❝Read me your favorite pieces of poetry while I please you❞ I feel his hardness grow underneath me and watch as his chest begins to rise and fall. His lips part open with heavy breaths. I begin to unbutton his shirt slowly, kissing down his neck almost in the worse and possible - teasing way. The cross necklace lying there, his holiness slipping away inch by inch as I leave my sins along his untainted skin. "P-Please" The deep vibration I feel against my lips as they stay on his pulse. I smile and lift my head, with one slow grind of my hips. Alessio let's a hot moan fall from lips. His erection grows harder, as well as the pulse of my clit. My pussy directly above him. "Read to me Alessio" - Honey Rose is a eighteen year old nymphomaniac sin, her desire for sexual pleasure and the way words slipped off her tongue easily without regret, get her sent to Hartford Academy. Where studies and religion are the only things allowed to be spoken in the halls. In which a nymph corrupts the innocence of her Dean's Son. Cover by : RoseEmiliaSnape Highest Rankings - #1 in badgirlgoodboy. #1 in nymph. #1 in unholy. #1 in tension. #1 in naughty. #1 in boarding-school. #2 in forbidden. #2 in tutor. #5 in seduction. #6 in unholy. #7 in lust. #10 in innocent. #11 in temptation.

"But if you send for me, you know I'll come And if you call for me, you know I'll run I'll run to you, I'll run to you I'll run, run, run I'll come to you, I'll come to you I'll come, come, come" -Old Money - Lana Del Rey #1 #rafecameron 1/5/25 #1 #rafecameronsmut 3/31/25 #2 #rafecameronfanfic 3/28/23 #1 #obxfanfic 10/19/24 #1 #outerbanks 7/3/25 #1 #obx 7/16/24 #1 #sarahcameron 4/16/23 #1 #rafecameronobx 6/28/25 #2 #drewstarkey 12/3/23 #1 #drewstarkeysmut 6/20/25 #1 #ocstory 3/31/25

Harry Potter survived the war. The emptiness that followed was harder. Between Auror training and a toddler with purple hair, he's just getting by - until Arthur Weasley's chaotic, paper-juggling assistant stumbles into the Burrow on a Sunday and has absolutely no idea who he is. For the first time since the war ended, the world looks a little less grey. A warm, slow-burn post-war romance about found family and falling in love by accident.

The siblings of the Night Court have been Under the Mountain for the last forty-nine years. Abused and belittled, Artemis has been able to remain strong. Strong for her older brother and strong for the human who had been dragged before the Dark Queen. Though, days before Feyre's first trial, Artemis's outlook on the remainder of days in servitude is tested. Artemis's fear is enough for her to nearly concede, but the ember of hope that has yet to come keeps her fighting.

He didn't know what true love was, didn't know what it was to love someone and they love you back with their whole heart. At least not romantically. Not until he found the most beautiful female he had ever laid his eyes on. *story set after the war* *short story* COVER ART BY VICTORIA MELYA AMBER RUN--I FOUND (SONG)

~What if Rhysand's sister had fought back the day that Tamlin's father hunted them down? Fought enough to buy her life?~ Arwen escaped that day, scarred and ruined, but alive. Residing in her brother's city, she hides behind a mask of bliss before the coming of Amarantha. At a stranger's glance, there is little more she could ask for. Expensive dresses line her wardrobes, a home of great expanse, a circle of friends, and most of all, a mate. But pain boils behind that mask, and soon it will spill over. It was only a matter of time. Slow Burn Pre-ACOTAR Top ranking #1 in ACOTAR #2 in RHYSANDS SISTER

☽◦➛ In 𝙬𝙝𝙞𝙘𝙝 Maiven Archeron founds her home between the shadows and the stars. "𝘔𝘢𝘺 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘴𝘵𝘢𝘳𝘴 𝘭𝘦𝘢𝘥 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘵𝘰 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘵𝘳𝘶𝘦 𝘯𝘪𝘨𝘩𝘵." ╰┈˚ · ° . 𝐀𝐳𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐥 𝐱 𝐨𝐜 ˏˋ°•*The Second book in the *•° ˊˎ 𝐑𝐞𝐝 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐁𝐥𝐚𝐜𝐤 series ------------------------

𝐑𝐞𝐰𝐫𝐢𝐭𝐭𝐞𝐧 𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐬𝐢𝐨𝐧 : ̗̀➛ In 𝙬𝙝𝙞𝙘𝙝 the younger twin of Feyre Archeron has to fight through the thorns of roses just to survive. 〔Azriel x oc〕 ╰┈˚ · ° . slowburn! ˏˋ°•*First book in the *•° ˊˎ 𝐑𝐞𝐝 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐁𝐥𝐚𝐜𝐤 series ----------------------