"Why do you want to know so much about me?" "Because I think you're intriguing." Chris lowered his voice and leaned into her. "I'm not." She whispered with a gulp. His face was inches from hers. "I think you are." Chris reached up and grazed her jaw with his fingertips. "You don't want to do this." Livie warned. "Let me decide that."

"There's an old voice in my head that's holding me back well tell her that I miss our little talks." . . .in which Chris Evans and Poppy Fitzgerald form a close friendship on set of Avengers: Age of Ultron, only they are too naive to admit that their feelings for each other run far deeper than that of a normal friendship. [SOCIAL MEDIA AND REAL LIFE] © savagesociety 2016 __________________ #1 in Fanfiction as of 6/25/16.

What would happen if Steve Rogers moved in across the hall? Anne is about to find out. ---- Begins after Steve defrosts but before the events in 'Avengers'. This is in an AU where Steve's identity was kept secret from the public. Which makes sense as he was a part of a top secret government experiment. It's also more convenient for my plot. So, there you go. I'm rubbish at descriptions. Also, I own none of the good characters, those all belong to Marvel. I do, however claim ownership on my plot and main character, as dinky as they may be.

"Do you want me to answer your question as your student, or as a woman?" I question him. He looks surprised at my question, while I'm eager to hear his answer. "What's the difference, exactly?" he answers my question, with one of his own. "I will have to be more respectful if I answer as your student." I look at him, wearing a smirk on my lips. WARNINGS : vulgar language, explicit content. READ AT YOUR OWN RISK :)

I thought I was better alone. I knew I could make it alone and be fine. But when he came into the picture, maybe I didn't have to be alone. He could be the one that completes the puzzle, or he could be the one that breaks my heart and stomps on it a couple times. He is Chris Evans...you know the famous one... Lucy, knows what she wants, and she knows who she is. She is in control, then she meets a man who lost his dog and in that moment her black and white world becomes grey. Can she really love Chris? Or is she better off alone?

"I thought you were dead." "I will never leave you, I promise. I will always keep you close." - Book One of the Close Trilogy - I do not own anything Marvel, but I do own my character Elizabeth Simmons and the story line of this book

You moved to Boston to prove to your family and friends that you could make it on your own. However it was proving harder then you thought it would be, being a waitress was not paying your bills and you were struggling to make ends meet. Chris is a well known regular at your diner, but the lead waitress always gets to take his order. That was till she finally called in, Chris has been watching you for a while when he finally asks to meet with him for coffee. He has something to discuss with you. How will you handle when he asks you to be his sugar baby? His number one rule, don't fall in love. Rated: m

{Set In Captain America: The First Avenger} + Small warning: I wrote this in 2013 so cringe ahead Ashley Gomez, best friend to Bucky Barnes and Steve Rogers, joins the army and get's trained by Peggy Carter to help serve her country. But what Ashley didn't expect was Steve to turn up. Ashley knew Steve wanted to be in the army but she also knew he never could. Until Steve is picked for an unlikely experiment, and he is transformed into what he would be known as, Captain America. Over time Ashley realises she's in love with Steve. But as events play out, Ashley's life will never be the same again. [Book One] COMPLETED © -fieldoflilies *I DO NOT OWN ANY MARVEL CHARACTERS. JUST MY ORIGINAL CHARACTERS.*

"there is elegance in the way she plays with fire, yet she is so wildly unaware of what it feels like to be burned." OR in which delilah everly accidentally almost kills captain steven grant rogers, the world's most attractive senior citizen. pre infinity war and post civil war