[GP] Jennie Ruby Jane. People mistook her beauty for innocence, but her allure was never pure. It was deliberate, calculated, and devastatingly effective. Every line of her body carried an unspoken promise, and every glance was a test of willpower. A law student in her final year, she knew the power of words and wielded them like a blade-sharp, persuasive, lethal when she chose. Behind her red-painted lips and smoldering eyes was a mind sharper than any cross-examination. Lisa Manoban. A surgeon with ice-untouchable, unreadable. Her hands were steady, her heart carefully stitched shut after a painful past. Her beauty was clinical, almost cruel in its precision, a face carved in marble with eyes that gave nothing back. She spoke in measured tones, as if every word cost more than it was worth, and silence was her favorite weapon. While others sought warmth, Lisa offered only cold truth, her gaze dissecting people the way her scalpel did flesh. Together, they make the perfect storm- temptation and control, fire and ice, heat and emptiness. Can they turn the storm into a perfect weather? Or will the storm keeps swirling around?

A bitchy brat straight when it comes to everything- Jennie meets the playgirl badass top of her game Lisa on unexpected day in unimaginable way. The two were like fire and ice, so what could go wrong? Disclaimer: I know that there's already many version of this fic out there, but this story's plotline was simply just one of my favorite and I wanted to share it for those who doesn't have a chance to read it. So I thought of sharing this with you. [ CONVERTED ] and RETITLED [Originally SWEET NOTHINGS] ALL RIGHTS WILL GO RIGHTFULLY TO THE AUTHOR.

Jennie and Lisa, both reeling from fresh breakups, find themselves alone in a dimly lit bar one evening. The weight of their heartbreaks brings them together as they share their stories over drinks. As the night goes on, they find unexpected comfort in each other's company, their shared pain creating a bond, neither expected. What begins as a friendship soon blurs into a situationship,something more than friendship but without clear definitions. Drawn to each other's warmth, they find themselves caught between healing and the risk of falling even deeper into heartache. Will they find solace in each other, or will their unresolved pain pull them apart? Situationship Noun /ˌsɪtʃuˈeɪʃənʃɪp/ A romantic or sexual relationship that is not clearly defined or labelled. It usually exists somewhere between a casual fling and a committed relationship, where both parties may have feelings for each other, but there is no clear commitment or official status.

VI 𝒂𝒚𝒂𝒘 𝒌𝒐 𝒏𝒂 𝒎𝒂𝒈 𝒕𝒆𝒍𝒍, 𝒍𝒆𝒕 𝒚𝒐𝒖𝒓 𝒕𝒊𝒔𝒔𝒖𝒆 𝒕𝒂𝒍𝒌 LET ME REMIND YOU, PREPARE YOUR HANKY AND HEART ❗️❗️❗️ THIS STORY IS NOT FOR THE WEAK HEART. THIS IS AN ORIGINAL STORY FROM MY WANDERING MIND. Please respect and do not adapt and republish. LISA G!P Started: Feb 9, 2021 Finished: April 2, 2021 IG @lvnalvnalvnaxx

Good girls go to heaven but bad girls bring heaven to you. It started with a proposition. Eight words; "I want to make love to your wife." Converted story, I do NOT own anything and yes, I got permission from the original author. ~ A/N: Lisa G!P, if uncomfortable, do not read. Big disclaimer, I'm not misgendering Lisa. This is just how the story goes and it'd be rude of me to change the whole entire plot. Please know that I'm just converting and the reason why I chose this story is because it is very well written. I don't see Lisa as a man nor do I think she is.