Eloise Bridgerton X Theo Sharpe fanfiction (SMUT) Belonging to the regency era, Eloise Bridgerton doesn't believe in love or romance and believes marriage to be a barrier for women. She is very different from all the women of the ton who's main goal is to marry. But the story unfolds when Eloise Bridgerton finds love against all odds...

The only happiness that matters are my sisters and brothers...I don't care about my feelings or happiness because it's never been important | | I am nothing for being born out of wedlock, but am worth something because of whom my father is | | I'm not the brightest but I'm far from showing I'm an ignorant fool who falls for the enemy ❤︎ 𒊹︎ ❤︎ Don't dream too far Don't lose sight of who you are Don't remember that rush of joy He could be that boy I'm not that girl ❤︎ 𒊹︎ ❤︎ Summary: 𝐈𝐧 𝐰𝐡𝐢𝐜𝐡 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐛𝐚𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐫𝐝 𝐜𝐡𝐢𝐥𝐝 𝐨𝐟 𝐋𝐨𝐫𝐝 𝐁𝐢𝐝𝐠𝐞𝐫𝐭𝐨𝐧, 𝐌𝐚𝐫𝐠𝐮𝐞𝐫𝐢𝐭𝐞 𝐁𝐫𝐢𝐝𝐠𝐞𝐫𝐭𝐨𝐧 𝐟𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐬 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐚 𝐦𝐚𝐧 𝐬𝐡𝐞 𝐡𝐚𝐭𝐞𝐬 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐤𝐧𝐨𝐰𝐬 𝐬𝐡𝐞 𝐜𝐚𝐧 𝐧𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫 𝐡𝐚𝐯𝐞. 𝐁𝐫𝐢𝐝𝐠𝐞𝐫𝐭𝐨𝐧 𝐅𝐚𝐧-𝐅𝐢𝐜 | 𝐒𝐢𝐦𝐨𝐧 𝐁𝐚𝐬𝐬𝐞𝐭𝐭 𝐒𝐭𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐞𝐝: 04/20/2021 𝐄𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐝: 09/11/2021

𝐏𝐚•𝐫𝐚•𝐦𝐨𝐮𝐫 : 𝘭𝘰𝘷𝘦𝘳, 𝘦𝘴𝘱𝘦𝘤𝘪𝘢𝘭𝘭𝘺 𝘢 𝘩𝘪𝘥𝘥𝘦𝘯 𝘰𝘯𝘦

The Dealer and His Roomie ❦ An enemy to lovers romance. For six months, they're stuck together: a reckless dealer and the girl who never stops talking. He wants her gone. She's not leaving. . . . I scoff. "Wow. You must be a hit at parties." "I am, actually." He tilts his head slightly, studying me. "You, though? I'm guessing you talk so much they don't even need music." . . . Warning- Suggestive Content Drama, Crime, Romance Not a single dull chapter, I swear ;) Ratings- #1 in Roommates (13.04.2025) #1 in Sweet (11.05.2025) #1 in Arrogant (13.05.2025)

"No, please ... not again" she prayed. That tune. Soft. Familiar. Haunting. She turned slowly... her breath caught in her throat. There he was. Standing in the shadows, just beyond the emergency exit. "I'll follow you wherever you go" "No," she whispered. "No, no, no, shhh, Meera, calm down. It's just a hallucination. Just a hallucination. Just-" She broke into a run, blind and desperate, nearly tripping over her own feet. And crashed straight into something - or rather someone. IZRAEL'S FIAMA

She stood, a smirk curling her lips, her gaze sharp enough to cut through steel. "You may command the world, Lucifer, but I know how to set that very world on fire." Lucifer's eyes darkened, a dangerous glint sparking in their depths. He stepped closer, his grip firm as he pulled her into the shadow of his power. "Then burn me, Fiore," he whispered, his voice like smoke and sin. "I'll worship the ashes."

"No-please-don't do this!" Seraphina sobbed, her voice cracking as she clung to her eldest brother's wrist. "I-I'll be good. I'll do whatever you say, just don't-" A sharp crack echoed through the room as his palm struck her cheek, sending her crashing to the marble floor. Pain exploded across her skin, but it was nothing compared to the terror clawing at her chest. From above, his voice was cold. Unmoved. "You will marry him." She shook her head wildly, crawling backward until her spine hit the wall. "He's a monster," she whispered, her breath shuddering. "He's not human. Please, don't make me do this. I'll die." Her second brother crouched in front of her, grabbing her chin roughly, forcing her to look at him. His lips curled, eyes void of warmth. "Then die." Her breath hitched. "But you will die as his wife." The door behind them creaked open. Heavy footsteps. Her father stepped inside, his expression unreadable. "Lock her in this room," he ordered. "She will not step out until her wedding day." Sera thrashed as hands seized her, dragging her toward the massive iron doors. "No! Please-Father, please!" But he didn't even look at her. The last thing she saw before the door slammed shut was her brothers standing side by side, indifferent as she was thrown into a fate worse than death. Then darkness. And the only thing left was the suffocating truth. She was a sacrifice. A bride to the Sinister, a devil himself. #A STANDALONE BOOK

OCxKang Bit Na/Justitia Disclaimer:No offense or insult to anyone of any religion intended, since Biblical references, demon names found in mythology and scripture, and a teensy bit of religious jokes are involved I do not own anything except the name and personality of my OC, and all rights belong to the true owners