Follow Scarlet's unexpected journey as she rents a room to college girls, unaware of the thrilling adventures that await her.

Never in a million years did I ever think I could develop a fetish.

A mother only wants what is best for her daughter, right?

Moving to London is hard. Moving to London and being forced to be a 'Lady' is simply Blasphemy. Jane grey, named after a beheaded queen of England, is you everyday, average tomboy who is stuck in a 'bloody castle' with her dictator grandmother, Lady Catherine. Between the British boys, The European asshole who keeps getting her into messes that she can't easily get out of and the Lady raining, Jane is prepared to do anything to get her sanity back. Even if it means conforming to wearing 'uniforms' to finish school. Hilarious, quirky and utterly sarcastic, Jane Grey is not you average Lady in Waiting. I update the chapters every week a specific day. Most likely Monday or Tuesday.

my new job was going well, but after I noticed a few changes, and the pandemic, there were some changes to me aswell

"Volunteered herself to get trained, tortured, and brainwashed into this unsophisticated lifestyle. I mean what was she thinking?" This is completely a work of fiction. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, or actual events is purely coincidental. New chapter is out <3

A young boy is forcefully transformed into a ponygirl by his aunt

A college boy meets a girl at a bar, but she's not all that she initially seems

Veronica's life was more than enough. That is, until her life gets upgraded to a new one. She moves to a private school, meets new friends, and develops a crush on the Queen Bee. One tiny little problem, the girl hates her! Join her as she tries to navigate her way through her new life and win the heart of the most stubborn and egoistic girl she's ever met. Get ready for a slow burn. **(Book POV changes from third person to first person, starting from Chapter 8)

Maybe it was fate running into her that day. Maybe it was God's will that'd we meet again, and again, and again. Maybe this is the way things are supposed to be. Yet, why does this feel so strange? When I go near her, when I touch her, it's like electricity. It's as if I'm burning, attracted to her light. Oh God, could this be love? Could I... could I be in love with her? Am I going mad? Oh God, Oh God, maybe I do. Maybe I love her.