When photography student, Willow Kennedy, gets offered an internship with her college's renowned ice hockey team, The Michigan Wolverines, she anticipates three things: 1) Her twin brother being an unbearable and over-protective nightmare. 2) Her photographs not making any real impact whatsoever. 3) The team completely shutting out the curly-haired girl pointing a camera in their faces. What Willow didn't take into account, however, was the Wolverine's team captain. Rumoured NHL first draft pick, dreamboat and total game changer- Tate Wilder. With his infectious dimpled smile, sparkling green eyes and addictive personality, Tate quickly turns Willow's internship into a life-changing and eye-opening experience- one filled with love, friendship and opportunities. Willow didn't meet the Michigan Wolverines looking for love, and funnily enough neither did Tate, but love soon found them. ********* "Pretty please?" Her lip juts out in an irresistible pout and you'd almost think she was a sweet innocent flower judging by the puppy dog eyes she's flashing me. But that image is little tarnished by the hand she has dipped into my boxers. I can feel my Adams apple bob as I reply. "O-okay. Fine, you win this time." The smile I get in response is absolutely blinding. A full, mega-watt grin with teeth, crinkled eyes and blush on the apples of her cheek. I'll let her win everything if I get that fucking smile in return.

Adrien is a very handsome prince, soon to be crowned as king of France, left his castle to sail for the last time before his wedding, but the weather was bad that caused a shipwreck. He lands on the shore of England and was found by a beautiful peasant, Marinette. It seems that Adrien lost his memory as his head was hit. Marinette will take care of him but both of them will develop feelings for each other What will happen if Kagami, Marinette's sister fell in love also with Adrien and the prince of England, Luka fell in love with Marinette? also will Adrien get his memory back? It's a 100% Adrinette story, and there are no heroes. ❗ This story will contain some sin in some chapters!!!!!! ❗❗ I'm responsible for what I write but not for what you read I don't own the pictures or the characters or the words of the songs that I use in my stories, and the story is my original idea A special thank you for my favorite artist, the talented and amazing @dkrosi for this piece of art. ❤️ The cover was a design and a wonderful creation she made for my story and I'm really thankful and amazed by this beautiful cover. Thank you so much ❤️❤️

"I swear I feel like I only play for you." Once upon a time a pianist fell in love with an understudy. TRANSLATIONS: Italian- @BrightestBlackHole Spanish- @Nakiwe Turkish- @LunaTranslations

-Blake- Rose stands not too far in front of the ring looking at me, her face is pale and my gut twists in ways it never has. She shouldn't be here, why the hell is she here? My hands drop to my side, the victorious feeling once flowing through me is replaced with one of dread. She saw me fighting. ------- -Rose- "Alright. Time for you to go." He says. I feel the pull on my arm as he tries to take me away but my feet feel like they are glued to the ground as I continue to look at Blake. He has a little smirk on his face as he looks over the crowd. A look so completely different than any of the ones I saw the other day. Then our eyes meet, and his smirk drops. He drops his hands that were just held high in victory and looks at me like he's seeing a ghost. The guard pulls harder on my arm and I go flying back into his chest. "Listen here, I don't want to manhandle you, so do as I fucking say. Move." He growls as he pushes me into the crowd of celebrating people. I do what he says and start walking towards the exit, but I look over my shoulder one last time before I'm too far in the crowd to see anything. Blake's hands are fisted by his side and his face is red with anger, his eyes are focused on the hands that are on me pushing me away from him. ----- I am the original owner of this book, please do not copy. Strong language and themes of abuse, mental illness and violence. I don't own any of the pictures used in this story. #1 in alone 11/23/21 #1 in strong 11/30/21 #2 in boxing 4/19/22 #1 in goodgirl 5/8/22 #1 in fighting 5/19/22

A guarded college quarterback's dark past resurfaces when classmate Elena Madison pierces his cold exterior, sparking a dangerous connection that could either redeem or destroy them both. *** Everyone at Ohio State University knows about Blake Andrews, the infamous all-star quarterback of the football team and rumored insomniac. Most refer to him as crude, egotistical, and cold. It isn't until he meets Elena Madison that his world is suddenly flipped upside down. She brings the dark past he has tried to keep hidden for years up to the surface, risking pulling them both under for good. Undeniable attraction radiates between the two clashing souls and he begins to wonder if she can save him from the darkness within him. He's never met someone with such an irritating personality; with her persistent desire to know more about him despite his exhausted efforts to push her away. She is about to uncover what's hidden under his rough and cold exterior-whether she's ready for it or not. After all, eyes are the window to the soul. *** "Thank you," he murmurs sleepily, raising his hand to bring it to my cheek. His thumb slides against my soft skin slowly, it burns hot at his touch. "For what?" I question, my eyes feeling very swollen and heavy now. He takes a deep breath and swallows. "For being my light." *** *MATURE* HIGHEST RANKINGS #1 in enemiestolovers #1 in collegeromance #1 in panicattacks #1 in badboy #1 in brooding #1 in enemiestofriends #1 in trauma #1 in grumpyxsunshine

Marinette is a rich girl, but she isn't that happy with her boyfriend Luka who was imposed by her family, she never known about love or good and happy moments with him But one day, when she had to take the train to go back home with her best friend Alya, a certain blond painter, Adrien, draw her on and gave her the drawing then left Since then, Marinette was thinking not only about that drawing, about the painter himself. She spent a whole month getting this train, for a chance to see him, but she doesn't, till one day, after a fight with her boyfriend, she left to her favorite place, and found the blond painting the view, and since that day, Marinette's life will change It's a 100% Adrinette story, and there are no heroes. ❗ This story will contain smut parts in some chapters!!!!!! ❗❗ In the sexual chapters, you may find some sex pictures and content, so you read on your own responsibility ❗❗❗ I'm responsible for what I write but not for what you read I don't own the pictures or the characters or the words of the songs that i use in my stories, and the story is my original idea

Marinette is thrilled. She's spending her afternoon at the museum with Adrien, and even Manon's unexpectedly tagging along with them can't tarnish her happiness. After all, what can go wrong for two seventeen-year-olds watching over a seven-year-old? Turns out, a lot of things. ------ This is an illustrated fanfiction collaboration by Maerynn and EdenDaphne ------ This work is intended for readers ages 13 and up