"Can't you just turn it on?" She huffed irritated tapping her foot anxiously. Her red bottom heals were too nice for a place with uneven pavement, tire marks, gas and oil all over the ground. She was humiliated being seen here in this sh*tty shop but she had no choice. She was already running late for her shoot. Kai stared back at her blankly and rolled his eyes in annoyance. The entitled impatient brat was giving him a major head ache. Such a beautiful f*cking headache this woman was and he just met her. "If that was the case you would be gone already and my day would be so much better." Adeline Jones. A pretty name for a pretty woman. Adeline is a black, upper class, young lady who is straight from Manhattan. She is the IT girl and she knows it. A model, an actress, an A lister with a grade A awful personality. She took over 80s and 90s and now is untouchable in the early 2000s. No one is good enough for Adeline and no one tells her no. Except one stubborn, and callous Mechanic named Kai Green.

A California writer with a broken routine. A Southern contractor with steady hands and a slower kind of love. When Aeluna moves to Louisville to renovate an old house and find her words again, the last thing she expects is Maverick - patient, grounded, and dangerously intentional. What starts as dust-covered floors and one page a day turns into late-night dinners, back porch confessions, and a man who looks at her like she's already home. But falling in love is easy. Letting yourself be chosen is harder. And Maverick doesn't do anything halfway.

❝ you'll be the first to get on your knees. ❞ ▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃ ╭ ┄ ┄ ┄ ┄ ┄ ┄ ┄ ┄ ┄ ⋆ ★ ┆in which the bold, lighthearted ┆new girl targets the petulant ┆blonde who likes to insult ┆people ╰┈➤ katsuki bakugo x black (fem) reader est. 060821 -rintoons©

𝘵𝘸𝘰 𝘵𝘦𝘦𝘯𝘢𝘨𝘦𝘳𝘴, 𝘱𝘰𝘴𝘴𝘦𝘴𝘴𝘦𝘥 𝘣𝘺 𝘵𝘸𝘰 𝘮𝘢𝘯-𝘴𝘭𝘢𝘶𝘨𝘩𝘵𝘦𝘳𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘤𝘶𝘳𝘴𝘦𝘴 𝘵𝘳𝘺𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘵𝘰 𝘬𝘪𝘭𝘭 𝘦𝘢𝘤𝘩 𝘰𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳, 𝘧𝘢𝘭𝘭 𝘪𝘯 𝘭𝘰𝘷𝘦. ( 𝘪 𝘥𝘰𝘯𝘵 𝘰𝘸𝘯 𝘫𝘶𝘫𝘶𝘴𝘵𝘶 𝘬𝘢𝘪𝘴𝘦𝘯 )

𝕄𝕀𝕃𝔼𝕊 𝕄𝕆ℝ𝔸𝕃𝔼𝕊 𝕏 𝔹𝕃𝔸ℂ𝕂 𝕆ℂ ♡ | 𝘼𝙇𝙒𝘼𝙔𝙎 .・✫・゜・。 ━━━━━━━━━ ➛ ╰┈➤ 𝙄𝙉 𝙒𝙃𝙄𝘾𝙃 𝙏𝙝𝙚𝙮 𝙝𝙖𝙫𝙚 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙬𝙚𝙞𝙜𝙝𝙩 𝙤𝙛 𝙚𝙫𝙚𝙧𝙮 𝙡𝙞𝙛𝙚 𝙞𝙣 𝘽𝙧𝙤𝙤𝙠𝙡𝙮𝙣 𝙧𝙚𝙨𝙩𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙤𝙣 𝙩𝙝𝙚𝙞𝙧 𝙨𝙝𝙤𝙪𝙡𝙙𝙚𝙧𝙨, 𝙞𝙣 𝙤𝙧𝙙𝙚𝙧 𝙩𝙤 𝙠𝙚𝙚𝙥 𝙩𝙝𝙚𝙢 𝙨𝙖𝙛𝙚, 𝙩𝙝𝙚𝙮 𝙢𝙪𝙨𝙩 𝙨𝙩𝙖𝙮 𝙩𝙤𝙜𝙚𝙩𝙝𝙚𝙧. 𝘼𝙡𝙬𝙖𝙮𝙨. 【ＲＥＡＤ　ＴＨＥ　ＤＡＭＮ　ＢＯＯＫ】

(v.) to enjoy an experience slowly; in order to enjoy it as much as possible ───── 𐫱 ───── in which jacqueline sinclair and steve harrington find love in the strangest of places: each other. [fem!oc x steve harrington] [seasons 1-5] best ranks #1 in sinclair #1 in keery #1 in 1983 #1 in steveharringtonfanfic #1 in 1984 #1 in scoopstroop #1 in tatyanaali #2 in strangerthings5 #2 in djo #4 in buckley #4 in woc #4 in munson #4 in mayfield #5 in blackgirl #5 in byers #7 in henderson #10 in strangerthings © 2025 -starfade

Queen Charlotte did not believe in coincidence. She believed in design. From her throne, she observed the ballroom as a general might survey a battlefield-every movement calculated, every whisper a weapon, every marriage a maneuver. The ton believed themselves clever, believed love and scandal ruled the Season. They were wrong. Power did. That was why she had summoned her niece from across the sea. Princess Amara Charlotte Obeng stood now at the far end of the hall, her presence subtle yet unmistakable, like the hush before a storm. She wore no diamonds yet-only gold worked delicately against her dark skin, an echo of her homeland. Her posture was flawless, her expression serene, but Queen Charlotte knew better. Amara was brilliant. Observant. Dangerous. And across the room stood a man who had no idea his life was about to be dismantled. Anthony Bridgerton, Viscount Bridgerton, pillar of English nobility, champion of duty, enemy of love. Perfect. The Queen's lips curved, ever so slightly. Let the game begin

"The Jock." A random girl squeals in excitement as she watch jake walk down the hallway. More like the jerk. 6'1 Jake got everything that he needs in school with his popularity increasing and girls wanting to be with him. A white boy who plays with girls hearts more than he dribble the basketball to the nearest goal. Boys wants to be him and girls want to be with him. He has a bright future ahead of him with a full ride to any university he desires as he continue playing basketball. He loves girls. Girls love him. He doesn't do the chasing rather the opposite but only girl on his mind is Kendra Martin; his best friend. Kendra Martin has been with Jake through thick and thin, knows every aspect of him and who we call it "she's like a sister to me" outlook, Jake thought. Sooner or later he's going to realize whether or not Kendra Martin is better off his best friend or the love of his life. Now for Kendra. Kendra Martin is the typical Haitian American girl who plays no game when it comes things. She is quiet the opposite of Jake. With boys daring not to hit on her because of Jake,although often try to with her. The only boy that's can get to Kendra was Jake Johnson. Jake Johnson as a best friend, girls always tries to come to Kendra for a little "boost" to jakes soft side like he has for Kendra but never succeed. Will these two come to there senses and be together or will they continue to be best friend as they fall out of each other arms? **ALL RIGHT RESERVED TO DEDLIEBOOK**

Four years ago, Selena Moreau gave her heart to a man she had no business loving. She was a seamstress-young, gifted, and far from home. He was a prince, caught between duty and desire, with promises that tasted like forever. In the quiet shadows of the palace, they shared something soft, something sacred... until the world outside tore it apart. Now, Selena lives a quiet life in the town no one of importance ever visits, raising her son with careful hands and a guarded heart. She asks for nothing. Expects even less. The boy she bore is hers alone, and she intends to keep it that way. But when the newly crowned king returns and their paths cross once more, old feelings begin to stir-and buried truths rise to the surface. Alexander is back... not just in her world, but dangerously close to the one secret that binds them forever. He wants to know his son. He wants to understand what he lost. But after everything he left behind... will she let him in? A story of first love, betrayal, and the slow, aching journey back to one another-where the cost of silence may be the only thing keeping them apart.

Ocean Allister is a twenty-seven-year-old from New Orleans. She moves to California with her close friends for a promising job offer, little did she know her boss would be one of the most desirable men in Los Angeles. Luciano Lombardi already carries the world on his shoulders. A heartbreak and betrayal left him to care for four other people apart from himself. He puts his family above everything, and what happens when a new addition to the business steers his head somewhere else. ♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡ "I'm aware that I was being overbearing" he breaks the silence. "Mhm, it's fine" I keep my head against the window, ready to take off. "If it's fine... why won't you look at me?" He sighs. I know he is right. So I face him, he is closer than I thought. My nose almost brushes his in the motion. My stomach twists with butterflies and my fingers itch to do something. I remember our little kiss vividly, my lips felt tingly even after. His lips were like no others, soft and the perfect fit against mine. This time around I'm not the one initiating it. Luciano doesn't let a beat pass until he kisses me.