𝐃𝐢𝐬𝐜𝐥𝐚𝐢𝐦𝐞𝐫, 𝐄𝐝𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐝 𝐰𝐢𝐥𝐥 𝐛𝐞 𝐚 𝐭𝐞𝐚𝐜𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐧𝐨𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐬𝐭𝐮𝐝𝐞𝐧𝐭 Jasmine, a fiercely determined single mother, is done with the chaos of New York and the heartbreak of her unreliable ex. With her six-month-old daughter in tow, she sets her sights on the misty town of Forks, Washington a place where she hopes to find peace, stability, and a future worth building. Armed with a fresh teaching degree, she lands a position as the new history teacher at Forks High School, ready to leave the past behind. But Forks has secrets of its own. Hauntingly vivid visions invade her nights so real they leave her breathless, so strange they defy reason. And then there's him one of her fellow teachers, an enigmatic figure who watches her with an intensity that both unsettles and draws her in. There's something about him, something not quite human, something that whispers of danger and fate entwined. Jasmine came to Forks for a fresh start. But some destinies refuse to be rewritten.

Kalia swore she wasn't gonna fall for Namari - then she did. Problem is, he doesn't even like girls... or at least that's what everybody says. But when feelings start mixin' and Kalia steps up, takin' control of what she wants, everything gets messy real quick. "Get on the bed, back arched - and I don't wanna hear no complaints." She's takin' control this time - of her life, her heart, and him.

After almost losing her father, twenty year old Mya Harrelson decides to move back home to be closer to her family. Leaving behind her school and her job, Mya isn't really sure what her next step is- until an unexpected offer comes her way. Forty-five year old Deacon Kay, is still barely keeping his head above water a year after his wife's death, leaving him to raise their two young daughters alone. The solution to his problems comes in the form of his best friend's daughter. She's mature, reliable, and his daughters love her immediately. Perfect right? Wrong. Because now Deacon is starting to notice that his best friend's daughter is not a little girl anymore (A S.W.A.T Fanfiction) ps. You don't have to watch S.W.A.T to read this story! :)

"Being reborn into a fictional universe is dope. If you can cause a little chaos, of course." A doppelganger self-insert written by someone who is sick of the same stories and would just like to mess around a bit.

I find myself in a predicament, or rather, in deep binding trouble, one that has no way out by the looks of it, and I have no one to blame but myself. Why? Well, I played around too much and got myself trapped by a spider; deadly and silent in his approach as he pounces, one who possesses an irresistible smile, a devious mind, lustful dreamy eyes, a tall mouthwatering muscular body, and a knack for always getting what he wants. The thing or person, he happens to want at the moment, is me; no surprise there really, I am that awesome...yes, I do toot my own horn, nothing wrong with that...awesome, remember. Anyway, the spider, Dorian Mars, has somehow managed to trap me before I even knew what was going on. How he did it is still a mystery. I was always careful, keeping him at arms length, not giving into his way or dancing to his tune. So how is it that I now find myself all fluffed up on his 'dinner' table ready to be devoured as he so please, all prettily wrapped with a bow, and a card slapped on my ass that says, "Please, Eat Me?"

'𝐃𝐢𝐫𝐞𝐜𝐭𝐨𝐫𝐬 𝐜𝐮𝐭!' It's been four years since the events at Windsor college. Life isn't what it seems. After reuniting with her former lovers, rekindling isn't easy when they're cold-blooded killers and unpredictable. Now Nova Carpenter is on the run again but this time, she has her child with her and her murderous boyfriends. But when her mind starts to spiral and she hallucinates ghostface. She realises that it's not over and the hallucination is real. Ghostface is back... '𝐃𝐢𝐝 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐦𝐢𝐬𝐬 𝐦𝐞?' ||☏︎|| 𝐒𝐂𝐑𝐄𝐀𝐌 𝐓𝐇𝐑𝐄𝐄 '𝐓𝐑𝐈𝐎𝐋𝐎𝐆𝐘' 𝑩𝒊𝒍𝒍𝒚 𝑳𝒐𝒐𝒎𝒊𝒔 𝒙 𝑶𝑪 𝒙 𝑺𝒕𝒖 𝑴𝒂𝒄𝒉𝒆𝒓 ʷᵃʳⁿⁱⁿᵍ:ᵐᵃʸ ᶜᵒⁿᵗᵃⁱⁿ||ˢᵐᵘᵗ||ᵛⁱᵒˡᵉⁿᶜᵉ||ᵇˡᵒᵒᵈ||ᵍᵒʳᵉ||ˢᵉⁿˢⁱᵗⁱᵛᵉ ᵗᵒᵖⁱᶜˢ**

Watty's 2024 shortlist, Watty's 2024 Best Characters winner A story of boxing, drugs, and love Tyreek Nixon is a 26 year old underground boxer who goes by the alias Pretty Boy. He's known he was attracted to boys for as long as he could remember, but one man really catches his attention during one of his fights. All he wants is even the chance to get to know this man better, no matter how many fights he has to win to impress him. DeAndre Kingston is a 28 year old New York native who is known around the city for his product- weed and pills. One day when DeAndre is selling at an underground boxing event, he finds himself suddenly enraptured by one of the fighters. DeAndre may have never felt an attraction for a man before but that sure didn't stop him from wanting this "Pretty Boy" The two embark on an intertwining story of romance, blood, and drama, enduring it all for the sake of being able to call each other "mine"

"𝐢 𝐟𝐞𝐞𝐥 𝐥𝐢𝐤𝐞 𝐢𝐟 𝐢 𝐤𝐢𝐥𝐥𝐞𝐝 𝐦𝐲𝐬𝐞𝐥𝐟, 𝐚𝐥𝐥 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐬𝐞 𝐩𝐫𝐨𝐛𝐥𝐞𝐦𝐬 𝐰𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐝 𝐠𝐨 𝐚𝐰𝐚𝐲 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐦𝐞." "𝐰𝐞𝐥𝐥... 𝐲𝐞𝐬." "𝐠𝐨𝐝, 𝐥𝐞𝐧𝐚! 𝐲𝐨𝐮'𝐫𝐞 𝐬𝐮𝐩𝐩𝐨𝐬𝐞𝐝 𝐭𝐨 𝐬𝐚𝐲 '𝐧𝐨, 𝐝𝐨𝐧'𝐭 𝐤𝐢𝐥𝐥 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫𝐬𝐞𝐥𝐟. 𝐲𝐨𝐮'𝐫𝐞 𝐭𝐨𝐨 𝐬𝐞𝐱𝐲.' ‧͙⁺˚*･༓☾　　☽༓･*˚⁺‧͙ [ in which matt donovan's sister seems to know everything ] [ there's a lot of pairings. probably oc x enzo st. john, elijah mikaelson, klaus mikaelson, kol mikaelson, finn mikaelson, jeremy gilbert, elena gilbert and best friend!kai parker ]

"Why can't you be what I want you to be?" "And what is it you want me to be?" That polite smile falling into a wicked smirk as those grey eyes darken like a storm approaching. "Mine." [Addams Oc×BlackOc] Warning: Mature Content, Sexual Themes, Possessive Disorder 18+ ~💀🩶🥀