Lucas is a popular basketball player and all the girls want him because of his persona and they all know he's destined for greatness but one day a new arrives catching his eyes and Lucas immediately falls in love her...

Enid pulled back, breathless, her chest heaving. "Wait-please, don't-don't do this just because you feel sorry for me." Wednesday's eyes were dark, her lips reddened from the kiss. She regarded Enid for a long moment, then let out a sound that was half a scoff, half a laugh. "You truly are delusional," she murmured. "Be quiet, Enid. I want to kiss you again." After their first, unexpected hug at the end of Nevermore's chaos, Wednesday Addams and Enid Sinclair find themselves facing a challenge far more perplexing than monsters or murder mysteries: each other. What begins as an awkward gesture slowly unravels into something neither of them anticipated-an exploration of emotions Wednesday has always dismissed, and a bond that refuses to be ignored. WARNING!!! violence, smut

⚠️Warning⚠️ - This story will include sex, profanity, alcohol, marijuana, and activities that are considered to be for readers 18 and over. *All Characters in this story are 18+* *TW's are included!* This is my first book so I apologize in advance for a lot of the chapters being horrible. I promise it gets better as you keep going!!

After Wednesday's and Enid's first hug when Wednesday had killed Crackstone, the two start feeling something unfamiliar for each other, while trying to put off their feelings, Enid continues to date Ajax while not liking him, but Wednesday rejects anyone around her. Triggers: Mainly just gore, but I will add on if need be. Disclaimer: NONE of these characters are original, they are all from the TV show, Wednesday.

After the events of last year, it's almost time to head back to Nevermore, Wednesday is staying at a dark motel as her parents are busy, only about a week until school starts up, but she gets an unexpected visit.

Marinette had never really had a love life. And when she did, she wasn't able to get the passion that really came with it. So she sometimes spends her times reading vivid books full of it. The love, the passion, the sex... She didn't think she'd get caught with it in the first place, but when one Black cat managed to jump through her trapdoor at the wrong time, he saw everything. Adrien's been having the same problem, so when he see's Marinette in need of some touch, he's more then willing to give it to her. But can they both really do this with no feelings attached? ____________________________ This is a Marichat/Adrienette fanfic with Adult/Mature themes!

Abigail (Abby) Brown acted on stuck in the middle when she was younger she is a year younger then Malachi and they weren't really close on set but no Abby is a popular music artist with 3 albums at only 17. Malachi is a popular actor and they haven't seen each other for years untill now...

"She never asked to be chosen second. He never asked to love soft." Ka'Lani Simone Harris spent her whole life watching boys pick her brownskin twin, Imani, first. Every text, every glance, every "you cute but..." - it all ended the same. But when Juelz Amir Thompson steps into her world - quiet, tattooed, hood-smart, and realer than any man she's known - he flips her entire mindset. Only... Ka'Lani ain't sure if he really sees her, or just another shadow of her sister. Juelz got demons. A past that moves quiet but dangerous. And love? That shit was never part of the plan. But Ka'Lani pulls something out of him nobody's ever touched - not his exes, not his block, not even his blood. Now the city watching. Girls throwing shade. Secrets resurfacing. And his enemies? They don't like seeing him soft. But love like this? Ain't soft. It's bold. It's bruised. And it refuses to be background. This ain't no fairytale. This is hood love

This is super long...! Wenclair. Takes place the end of summer after the school was shut down. Weems is also not dead. TW - Mature audience

'There is something much, much, more potent about this. The way she laughs, that intoxicates me with a feeling of contentment and peace. The way she cries, that fills me with a deep passion to do anything so that the tears stop falling.' Take care of yourselves