He slid his hand slowly around her waist, his eyes locking onto hers, "I'm not here to play nice, I'm here to make you mine and no matter what it takes" She pulled back just slightly, breath catching, voice low but steady, "You think you can just take me?" His voice dropped to a husky whisper as he brushed his lips near her neck, "but one touch of you, Nara... and I swear I'll never let another soul touch what's mine" ˙⋆✮ The famous playboy, Yang Jungwon had it all-looks, fame, fortune, and every heart at his feet. But the moment he saw her, the world tilted. She didn't even glance his way, didn't know his name, didn't care for his charm. Nara was a mystery wrapped in grace, a silent storm in the middle of chaos. And for the first time in his perfect, reckless life... Jungwon didn't want just anyone. He wanted her. Badly. Obsessively. Secretly

２ ｗｅｅｋｓ. １４ ｄａｙｓ. ☁︎ 𝘛𝘩𝘢𝘵'𝘴 𝘢𝘭𝘭 𝘪𝘵 𝘵𝘢𝘬𝘦𝘴 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘵𝘰 𝘢𝘤𝘤𝘦𝘱𝘵 𝘩𝘰𝘭𝘥𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘮𝘺 𝘣𝘭𝘰𝘰𝘥𝘺 𝘩𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘯𝘰𝘵 𝘮𝘪𝘯𝘥 𝘨𝘦𝘵𝘵𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳𝘴 𝘥𝘪𝘳𝘵𝘺. 𝙄'𝙡𝙡 𝙝𝙤𝙡𝙙 𝙮𝙤𝙪. 𝘓𝘪𝘬𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘣𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘬𝘢𝘣𝘭𝘦 𝘥𝘪𝘢𝘮𝘰𝘯𝘥 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘢𝘳𝘦. 𝘗𝘳𝘦𝘤𝘪𝘰𝘶𝘴. 𝘕𝘰 𝘰𝘯𝘦 𝘤𝘢𝘯 𝘴𝘤𝘳𝘢𝘵𝘤𝘩 𝘺𝘰𝘶, 𝘣𝘶𝘵 𝘪𝘧 𝘐 𝘭𝘦𝘵 𝘨𝘰 𝘺𝘰𝘶'𝘭𝘭 𝘴𝘩𝘢𝘵𝘵𝘦𝘳 𝘸𝘩𝘦𝘯 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘩𝘪𝘵 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘨𝘳𝘰𝘶𝘯𝘥. 𝙄 𝙬𝙤𝙣'𝙩. 𝙔𝙤𝙪'𝙧𝙚 𝙢𝙞𝙣𝙚 𝙩𝙤 𝙝𝙤𝙡𝙙. ☁︎ "Let me go." She struggled against his grip, as he had his arms tightly crossed around hers with her hands to her shoulders. "No." He whispered into her ear, pressing his chin against her shoulder to get his grip around her tighter. "Why not? I don't have a reason to stay." She growled. "And I don't have one to let you go." He whispered. ☁︎ 𝓟𝓻𝓮𝓬𝓲𝓸𝓾𝓼 𝓣𝓸 𝓗𝓸𝓵𝓭 by your local anti-social

Akaashi and Hinata grew up together after Akaashi got cheated on by Bokuto their lives change what changed it? HEY BESTIES! For my new readers, or maybe my old too, this story is under MAJOR construction so ik there's little parts but they're being edited and will actually make sense! I've been having motivation but not time lately so I'm trying, at one point I had a computer which I no longer have, so it's hard. Anyways thx for understanding! Hopefully you enjoy, bye!

Her hands up above her head and i had them in my grasp . Her feminine oder loomed over me and left an a trans like state mak8n me conscious of her her thick heart shaped lips her button like nose . The golden brown skin thats reflecting the six o'clock sunset. She bites her lip and thats the last straw Were you going somewhere Miss Moyo?i ask in a taunting tone Home she mutters Your dressed too nicely to just be going home i tease Glancing down at her formal attire and the heels to accompany the look . My other hand travels to the back of her neck and i make her look up at me ,her eyes are like those of hazel and her pupils slightly lighter than her I am mesmerized as my lips fall on hers and i want more of her . She tries to pull away but i firmly hold her neck and placeall my weight on her . Plzz comment on what u think and like .

She crossed the Parapet with her eyes closed. No one knew her name. Not really. Not the riders, not the commandant. Not even the boy she once knew, who now leads the very quadrant she's been thrown into. Aeliana Sorynne is a survivor. Marked by magic, scarred by secrets, raised in the shadows of rebellion. Now, she enters Basgiath War College under a name no one remembers - carrying nothing but a rune, a memory, and the skills of someone who should've died years ago. Assigned to Fourth Wing, Tail Section, Second Squad, Aeliana must navigate brutal training, suspicious cadets, and the heavy eyes of dragons that seem to see more than they should. She's not here to be chosen. She's here to endure. But surviving is never that simple - not when her past walks the same halls, not when dragons are watching, and not when trust could mean everything... or cost her everything.

Bastard. Archer. Advisor. Alysanne Snow was many things, but she never expected the word Wife to be added to that list, let alone Queen. How in the seven hells did she get here?

Tony gets texted by a mysterious kid who is slightly accident prone, and for some reason has Hydra hot on his heels. Meanwhile Tony's intern seems to have issues at home, but won't tell anyone what is going on with him. Lastly, when things can't become anymore chaotic with the kid and Tony's intern, Spider-Man drops off the face of the earth. Tony does not earn enough to deal with these 3 teenagers.

I loved you as Icarus loved the sun- too close, too much. The sun is lost, no longer in centre orbit, the light is gone. Darkness resides in hearts and in minds. Shattered beyond repair, the words we spat at the departing of light, plunging into darkness. How can you have no recollection? A freak accident, memories fading away, Pragya believed light was found. Believed her Kiara to be alive. That was years ago. Yet to her, only a day ago. The mind, a vessel beyond anyone's comprehension. It locked away what hurt the most, the memories of a haunting past that kept her awake at night. Now resurfacing in this charade they display for her sake, in this hate they conceal for her sake, in this love they pretend to have for her sake, this is the reality that should have been- if only they listened to the heart, not the mind. It's all for her, this pretence of a family they never were. This part they play, it's not theirs. Names and relations are muddled but to her, everything is where it should be. They smile brightly together, picture-perfect, yet alone cry themselves to sleep. Like Icarus desiring to conquer the sun, they burn it in. Eternally shrieking, but no one can hear. In the devoid empty darkness of the space between them. Playing this game, their sanity is fleeting and they slowly begin to fade- fading in the sun. ---Fading In The Sun--- Canon divergent. Takes place when Pragya got hit by Riya's car. ---Fading In The Sun--- Initially a One-shot but is now a story in collaboration with @shadycrazyme Beautiful cover by @shadycrazyme ---Fading In The Sun--- On hold.

𝐻e was fire, burning everything he touched to ash; she was poison, seeping slow and fatal into the bloodstream. And instead of destroying one another, they leaned into the ruin, craving it. Two predators circling closer and closer, not to kill, but to consume. ⟡ ⟡ ⟡ Rafe Cameron, Female OC Outer Banks

Alex has always been different. From his many tattoos and piercings, to his constantly changing hair, his strong beliefs, his transition, and his strong dislike of 99 percent of people he's always been different. He never minded it though it made him who he was, but unfortunately as weird things start to happen all around him, he too starts to become even more different. Or in short as shit starts to hit the fan in Forks Alex Swan unfortunately finds himself right in the middle, but maybe it's not as bad as it seems when he meets a particular hot head. "Your not special Edward. The only thing that is even slightly special about you is your dad, and if your Dad wasn't who he was, I promise no God could hold me back from riping you apart." -Alex whenever he's forced to endure torture(talk to Edward Cullen) "No blood filled the water like I wanted, but I could see cracks start to form in her skin. That was fine. That was all I need. Just something to tell me she can die, and now that I knew she could. That was all I wanted."-Alex when he meets Victoria