"Where am I?" "My room," she answered simply, setting the tray on the nightstand. I forced a smirk, trying not to show how unsettled I really felt. "Already? Wow. I thought I'd have to work harder to make this happen." Her tongue darted out to wet her lips-an anxious habit, though she masked it quickly behind that rigid composure. "So," she said, folding her arms, "want to tell me what happened last night?" I leaned back, feigning ignorance. "Not remembering. Maybe I was sick. But now? Totally fine." When I swung my legs out of bed, ready to stand, her hand shot out, stopping me. "Jeez, teach'. If you want to keep me in your bed, just say it." She cleared her throat, tension flickering in her jaw. "Sophie, this is not a game. You wolfed out without the full moon. Do you know what that means?" "Nope. And honestly?" I shrugged. "Don't really care." I turned toward the door, but her voice followed me, sharp as a blade. "You are an alpha." I froze. Turned slowly, eyebrows arched. "What? Bullshit." Ispired by the new episodes of Wednesday, but more personal! there is another alpha out there.

Chloe doesn't believe in second chances. Not at Nevermore Academy, not in life, and definitely not for herself. She's eighteen, restless, and drowning in habits she doesn't talk about out loud. Then there's Ms. Isadora Caprii. Thirty-eight, unshakably composed, a music teacher whose hands can turn silence into something that hurts to listen to. She's strict, elegant, and leaves no room for excuses - but beneath the precision, there's a kind of warmth Chloe doesn't know what to do with. What starts as stolen glances and sharp words in class slowly twists into something heavier. Something dangerous. Something that makes Chloe wonder if maybe, just maybe, she isn't as hopeless as she thought. A slow-burn obsession where every note lingers too long, every lesson feels too close, and the line between discipline and desire blurs like smoke.

Part one of the Playing With Fire series Warning ⚠️⚠️Mentions of Mental Abuse and Depression and other mental health issues and Physical abuse and Drugs and Fluff and Smut A romantic story that explores the blossoming relationship of Maya, a dedicated and ambitious Fire Captain at Station 19, and Carina, a vibrant and caring OB/GYN. As they navigate the challenges of their demanding careers, they find themselves drawn to each other in ways they never expected. With chemistry that sizzles and a connection that runs deep, they embark on a journey of love, trust, and self-discovery. Along the way, they face obstacles, both internal and external, that threaten to tear them apart. However, their unwavering determination and undeniable attraction will keep them fighting for their love, proving that sometimes, the greatest fires are the ones that burn brightest within.

Y/n is a lonely 15 year old girl in New York, one day she meets Wanda Maximoff and her life changes.

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!! ik its a little slow but i'm just starting so just bare with me :) !! Y/n is a fifteen student in a boarding school in London. She is 'perfect'; everyone who knew her loved her. Elizabeth, on the other hand wasn't. She had gotten a job in Iverson High and safe to say, she hated everything and everyone. What will happen when the grump meets the school's sunshine?

Elizabeth Olsen x Reader In her third year at Yale, 21-year-old party girl YN Sterling meets 32-year-old Professor Elizabeth Olsen. What starts as a mentor-student relationship soon turns into a complicated and intense connection, challenging the boundaries they've both set. #1 -#lesbianromance #1- #lizzie #1 - #elizabetholsen

I pushed her off me and down to the floor, "don't touch me." "What the fuck is your problem?" Wanda sighed, standing up and brushing the dust off her clothes. "I don't know what you mean," I replied bluntly, turning to walk off again. She scoffed and walked after me quickly, angrily and muttering curses under her breath. I laughed in disbelief and turned to look at her, stopping her in her tracks. Even right now she looked fucking gorgeous, her hair hanging down around her face and shoulders. Nat's old jacket and an old black dress that her red bra peaked out from underneath and her necklaces hung between her breasts. "What are you looking at?" she asked quietly as I stood before her. I shook my head but kept my eyes on her. She shrugged her shoulders as if to ask me 'what the fuck are you doing'. I took a deep breath at what I was about to do and cupped her cheeks, smashing my lips against hers. Once she realised what I was doing, she sighed and kissed me back passionately. Our tongues fought for dominance as her hands found their place on my hips and pulled me closer.

You never really expect your lust filled, one night stand to be the same person who's interviewing you for a job to be their assistant. The chances of that happening are slim to none. And it just so happens to be that Danielle is the anomaly. At least it's a nice desk.

An opening on the PRT means a new member will join the Station 19 crew; but when the new recruit catches the eye of Captain Bishop can you really mix business and pleasure?