imagines with the sexy les twins.... Enjoy ❤

Simple, read the title 😘

Jasmine wants a man that she can't have but she will try her best to get him even if it involves death. Is she crazy or just obsessed.

The behind the scenes of Laurent and Jessica's relationship, and what happens after they are both caught up with someone else.

Sequel to not an average fairytale...

this story is about les twins (of course) and 2 girls named Autumn and karman and how they meet les twins read to find out more!!! vote,read, and like!!

(Cover Art by SistersMinlivi on DeviantArt) A girl who has her entire life sorted out in front of her. Her head is on straight, but she faces a pleasant yet unexpected obstacle. If she wants to progress in her career, she's going to have to compromise her personal feelings of hatred...or is it even hatred? (A Larry Bourgeois/LesTwins Fanfic)

Temara Lansing is just an ordinary teenager. Like any other girl at North High School, she wants to be pretty, popular, and accepted. Nicolas "Blaze" Bourgeois, on the other hand, has it all. He is the most popular guy in school. Striking, handsome, and rich, Blaze gets all the girls. He is the type of guy everyone wants to be around. When the two meet, they are at odds. On the surface, they have nothing in common. Temara is notorious for hanging out with the nerds--Blaze is always seen around the jocks and cheerleaders. When Blaze's grades take a turn for the worst and Mama Bourgeois will not tolerate his behavior, he is forced to be tutored by one of the smartest kids in school: Temara Lansing. How will Temara cope with the responsibility of helping the gorgeous Nicolas graduate high school?

New kids. I hate em. I also hate Tia for making this guy think that we are friends, I never planned on making new friends. Especially with him of all people. "Are you alright?" He asks, concern filling his voice. "I have to get to class." I mutter, taking a deep breath as he steps back reluctantly. It's like there's no such thing as personal space wherever he's from. I open my locker to grab my books. "Okay, well...I will walk you." He offers politely. I roll my eyes, finally turning to look at him. His left hand is behind his back. I narrow my eyes. "Hello." He waves a little, his cheeks a little red. My eye twitches. I hate how adorable this guy is. Why does he have to be so shy and cute? Why do I always feel like pinching his cheeks every time he opens his mouth? He sounds like a little English man, talking formally. Who is this guy and where the hell did he come from? Why can't he be a jerk like every other guy around? "You don't have to walk me to cla..." I trail off as he hesitantly raises his hand and gently brushes aside a piece of my hair. "Ah, that is better. You should refrain from trying to hide your eyes from people, they are very beautiful." Being caught off guard is something I'm not used to experiencing. I freeze as he leans in, his amazing smell going straight up my nose and to my brain. On man, he smells like a grown man. My eyes widen after hearing what he says next. "Quinoa, vous êtes trés têtu. Mais je un peu comme vous, vous êtes très différent." He whispers softly in my ear, his voice sending vibrations through my body. Oh my God. French. No way. This guys is literally from the best place on Earth and I'm just now finding out? I think I'll just go in the corner and quietly die now, thank you.

All is well for Laurent and Skylar right ? WRONG ! Let's see how things go when an old friend shows up and disrupts the gravitational pull of their love and family . New faces and old faces will be seen ...