1813. Une nouvelle saison mondaine commence à Londres et les aventures de ces jeunes femmes à marier garnissent les chroniques de lady Whistledown. Chez les Devereux, puissante famille anglaise, c'est Margaret qui fait son entrée dans le monde. Et sa mère compte bien la marier dans l'année. Si la raison pousse la jeune femme à choisir l'un des nombreux prétendants qui envahissent son salon, ses sentiments sont tournés vers un autre. Du côté des Bridgerton, tout le monde n'a d'yeux que pour Daphne, ce qui arrange bien son frère Benedict. N'étant pas l'aîné, il souhaite profiter de sa liberté, sans mariage ni enfant. Mais lorsque son cœur s'éprend d'une jeune lady qui n'attend que ces deux choses, il se perd entre sa raison et ses sentiments. Cette histoire se déroule pendant la première saison de La Chronique des Bridgerton. L'univers appartient à l'autrice Julia Quinn et au créateur de la série Chris Van Dusen. Seuls Margaret Devereux et sa famille m'appartiennent. Début de publication : 25/03/2022 (jour de la sortie de la saison 2) Fin de la publication : 08/07/2022

Carys Harlow, was never normal. Being a daughter of Cupid, how could you be? After leaving Camp Halfblood, she feels she can finally start making an attempt at a normal life. She's in for a major surprise when her distant malevolent grandfather shows up unexpectedly, telling her that Cupid needs her help. In order to help save the father she barely knows, she'll be forced to attend...Godlike University. Along the wild life of college at a university for the children of the gods, what happens when she comes across a not-so-dead demigod? I own Carys, a few minor characters, and the story ONLY. This is purely a fanfiction a friend asked me to write because they were extremely bored and looking for something to read. Enjoy. ^_^

Brenna is the Queen of Ireland, sent to marry the dauphin of France: Prince Charles. Her cousin Mary Stuart is already there, married to King Francis. How will she adjust to life in French court and navigate the complexities of being a young monarch in the 16th century? (Follows the tv show REIGN from the CW: I don't own the story or their characters, just mine and her little life in it)

{#1 in teenagers} {#2 in fiction} {#2 in popular} "You better not tell anyone about this." "Aw why not? I'm sure your fandom of desperate girls would love to know that their precious prince charming needs a babysitter." I smile innocently back at his death glare. "I'm serious, nerd. I could make your life hell." ------------------------------------------------------------ Marnie Jones is an ordinary 11th grader. Her only intentions are to get good grades and save money for college with her babysitting job. Everything is going to plan. Until she gets a job babysitting the high school bad boy, Zeke Blakely. The two come from complete different social groups, and Marnie automatically hates Zeke and his big ego and cocky attitude. He's a player. He's dangerous. He's reckless. She's safe with an overthinking problem. As the two are seen hanging around school together, attention gets drawn to Marnie. Which she hates. But she also catches the eye of a handsome jock, too. And why, you ask, does a 17 year old boy need a babysitter? You'll have to read to find out. WARNING: contains vulgar language and mature scenes.

Leah Jones has been Conrad fishers girlfriend for 11 months, he invited her to cousins but she can't go well that's what she told him, little did he know his girlfriend was going to surprise him but a certain girl isn't happy about it.

When Alexis agrees to help the school's player, she must guard the secret that could unravel everything - even as unexpected feelings complicate the game. *** What happens when Alexis Dawson, the 'resident loser' of Redwood High, agrees to help the school's notorious player, Aaron Walker? How can she stop herself from falling for him? It isn't all love and romance - Alexis has a secret of her own. Join them on a journey of jealousy, betrayal, trust, friendship, and love. A little favour just got a whole lot more complicated. *** He was so close, his breath hit my lips. His eyes darted from my eyes to my lips. I stared intently, awaiting his next move. His lips fell near my ear. "Shut up and kiss me" He whispered roughly. A chill shot up my spine. I pulled back, staring at his eyes and leaned in...