Everyone at school knows Renee West. Captain of the cheer team. Glamorous. Untouchable. The kind of confidence people either admire... or envy. When she walks down the hallway, conversations pause. Phones tilt. Heads turn. She owns the room without even trying. And then there's Elliot Arionson. Quiet. Stubborn. Razor-sharp attitude. The loner who makes it painfully clear he has zero interest in being associated with "the clique." He doesn't chase popularity. He doesn't play nice. And he definitely doesn't care about reputations. They exist in two completely different worlds. Until those worlds collide.

THERE IS SMUT IN THIS When long-time enemies, Bakugo Katsuki--the all-star athlete and rascal of Ise--and Izuku Midoriya, the town sweetheart, are paired together for a long-term project, the quiet beachside town of Ise suddenly gets a bit louder. In which, Katsuki is an asshole pole vaulter, Izuku is going to fail psychology, and both are about to have the most intense spring semester yet. !! I don't claim any of the rights to this story, I didn't write it I'm just reposting it from Ao3 !! From the sidelines by suffocatingspring

I let out a quiet breath as my back hit against the wall, but I didn't move. His sharp light blue ones never left mine, his jaw tightening as he stared at me. And like always, his face gave away nothing. Completely unreadable. For a second, his gaze flickered past me, landing on the guy standing a few feet behind me. Then it returned to mine. He took another step forward until there was barely any space left between us. His hand came up, fingers settling firmly around my neck, not enough to hurt, but enough to make my breath catch. I hated how much I liked it. How the warmth of his hand against my neck made me feel things down there. "I feel like you playing with me, Amara." His voice was low and calm, somehow making the words sound more threatening. "How, Sebastian?" I used his full name on purpose. His jaw ticked again. "Kissing another man tonight?" he asked quietly, his eyes dropping to my glossed lips, lingering there for a second before lifting back to mine. "You serious, Sarai?" A small grin pulled at my lips. "So now you care?" His fingers tightened ever so slightly. "I asked you a question." "And I asked you one first." Silence. The kind that somehow said more than words ever could. Neither of us looked away. I tilted my head, pretending his hand wasn't doing something to me. "I thought we wasn't together." His tongue pressed against the inside of his cheek. "We not." "So why you mad and in my business about who I lay my lips on?" His eyes searched mine, his gaze dropping to my lips again. Then he leaned in. Not enough to kiss me. Just enough that his voice brushed against my skin when he spoke. "Don't test me, Amara." His voice was barely above a whisper. My pulse stumbled. I hated that he could do that. Hated it even more because I was almost sure he knew. And for the first time since I'd met Sebastian Moretti, I couldn't tell if I'd won or if I'd just pushed him a little too far.

Allie has lived next door to Jon for as long as she can remember. He's always been just... there, the quiet house beyond the fence line, the man who keeps to himself, the one who never quite joins the rest of the world. Now she's freshly twenty-one, and everything feels different. He's thirty-five, a retired actor who left Hollywood behind for a quieter life, and he still doesn't belong to anyone, or at least that's what he seems to want people to believe. But distance has a way of changing shape when you've spent years growing up just out of reach of someone.

She sang to survive, never expecting her voice would change someone else's life. Performing at a local town bar was all Y/n knew, her only source of income and escape. But when a mysterious stranger appeared in the crowd hiding behind a hoodie, a black beanie, and a mask covering the bottom half of his face, he looked more like a thief than a man trying to enjoy his night at the bar. The only thing that seemed familiar were the eyes she had only seen through a screen. The forgotten rockstar, Connie Springer. And what better way to earn money than working for the fallen star desperate to reclaim the career his addictions had destroyed? What could possibly go wrong when you're writing songs for the known walking disaster.

If you're anti- dad's best friend stories then this is NOT the story for you. Eiza has always had a thing for Axel. Axel is one of her dad's best friends. Making him very forbidden. Out of her reach... that is until she tempts him... This story is for mature readers.

Your parents passed away when you were 8. But your dad's best friend decided to take you under his wing and take care of you. You never thought of him as your dad and he never thought of you as his daughter. Yall were really just friends..until... ⚠️ Some smuts will happen. ⚠️ Strong language too.

⚠️WARNING: ADULT CONTENT Brooke is 18 years old. Her family lives in a small but big town. Her next door neighbor and close family friend likes her deeply and he is willing to do anything to get her but there are some obstacles he has to go throw first to get her

"𝐓𝐨𝐧𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭 𝐢'𝐦𝐚 𝐭𝐮𝐫𝐧 𝐲𝐚 𝐛𝐨𝐝𝐲 𝐨𝐮𝐭. 𝐑𝐞𝐥𝐚𝐱 𝐥𝐞𝐭 𝐦𝐞 𝐝𝐨 𝐢𝐭 𝐡𝐨𝐰 𝐈 𝐰𝐚𝐧𝐧𝐚"

Ivy's extremely gifted in school and cheer, she plays the role of the picture perfect girl trying to reconstruct herself after what happened to her sister and only has one goal for herself. Alex lives the playboy lifestyle planning to never settle, along with being a gifted football player at that. But with the lifestyle his father forces on him and his unsteady track record this fall to shambles. They never got along from the jump but a movie classic kinda encounter forces them together causing them to make bad decisions making them come to new realizations, giving them new challenges, and changing their lives, but for better or for worse is the question. Rankings 6/22/22- #1 in interacial 6/20/22- #1 in enimiestolovers 6/21/22- #3 in bwwm Started: April 3rd Finish: july 26th