When Emily Fields, the hypersexual, mysterious, and guarded woman living in Brooklyn meets Alison Dilaurentis, the self-conscious, independent, and feisty woman living in Queens.... personalities collide with explosive intensity. ***Sorry, I suck at writing these.*** ***Also, I don't own these characters.***

An insecure Alison DiLaurentis meets the sweet hot Army soldier Emily Fields on their plane ride home back to Rosewood. Both are immediately intrigued by one another and will do what ever it takes to break down each other's walls.

A blonde, who is chasing her career as a surgeon, has struggled to maintain a relationship. Everything, besides her immediate family and best friends, has been pushed aside so she could strive in her field. Will it change when she meets a cop who could stop her heart? Warning: Contains G!P

"But now it's Sasha, it's only Sasha." This is a story about Sasha Pieterse and Shay Mitchell aka Sashay. In this story they discover feelings for each other in real life. This story is all about finding yourself and finding honest and true love. Enjoy! No offense against any of the characters in this fanfiction (especially Sasha's fiancé Hudson, so I changed his name in this fanfiction), I love all of them. My first language isn't English so if you see mistakes in my spelling or anything, please tell me!

Alison Dilaurentis works as a hooker for a secret service business in a town called Rosewood. She spends every day and night in hotel rooms and houses, serving guys and girls who can't get their needs accomplished without professional help. It's no secret that Alison knows a lot of people through her job and one day she stands outside the fields' house, ready to serve a customer. But the visit didn't go as planned. "Red high heels, tight pants, short skirts, sexy tops, makeup covering your secrets, and an unknown life behind it." - Alison (Emison)

Emison Story (G!P) Forget everything you know about Emily Fields and Alison DiLaurentis. Completely AU. No A and a different kind of family dynamic. Only thing that remains the same is the beautiful features of the characters and Rosewood. I don't own Pretty Little Liars. But I'm totally in love with Emison. ••• ••• ••• ••• ••• ••• Their eyes met and a hot little shiver slid through Emily's body. Hot little shiver? She'd been having those a lot lately, ever since that day she had left the door open and Alison saw way more than she should have. It was so crazy, this growing awareness she had of her now, as a partner or a girlfriend. There was like a secret between them - That was how it felt at lest. A secret that created a forbidden intimacy, an intimacy that, really, was only in her mind. She imagined Alison felt it, too. But Emily had no real proof of that. None. Zero. Zip. As a matter of fact, she kept telling herself this supposed secret intimacy between them didn't even exist. It wasn't real. It couldn't be real. So why did it only seem to get stronger... day by day? God. Help them.