જ⁀➴ ❝ 𝒔candal does funny things to pride 𝒃ut brings lovers , closer ❞ © verstappyn

*BRITTANY BROSKI APPROVED* RANKINGS: #1 - starwars 6/10/2019 #3 - kylo 6/10/2019 #3 - kyloren 6/10/2019 He made eye contact with me with those intense brown eyes, and his vision traveled down my body, looking at every curve and flaw. He got down to my feet and looked all the way back up, taking in every part of me. I was scared now. I had no control over my body because of The Force and the way he looked at me, greedily, hungrily, left me terror-stricken. Kylo Ren climbed up swiftly onto the bed so he was laying next to me. He supported himself with his right elbow and placed his left hand on my lower stomach. His gloved hand was massive. His thumb and pinkie extended from each of my hip bones. I shut my eyes tightly. My breath significantly quickened. I felt his hand graze up my stomach, and I could hear him breathing heavily. His hand continued it's slow path up my chest and to my exposed neck. I swallowed down an impulsive scream that I couldn't help from rising as I felt him lean in towards me. His black locks fell onto my face and they smelled of mint. His hand was gently resting on my neck and his hot breath was on my ear. My heart was pounding and I was sure he could feel it. "It was so hard for me not to ravish you in front of everyone in Tunstead." His lips grazed my cheekbone. "The sensation was almost overpowering. You're lucky I have . . . Self-control." _____ This book is for readers who can handle maturity, violence, and who have a true appreciation for not only Kylo Ren/Adam Driver's beauty but for the Star Wars universe! Highest rank: #33 in Fanfiction! #2 in Star Wars! Copyright 2016 @ flywithmyjetpack . Please do not copy or steal my story/ideas. I don't own any part of the Star Wars episodes. I don't own any part of the characters or plot of Star Wars. However, THIS plot and most characters in this book are mine so please don't copy or mock my stories!

━━━━━━ ❝ 𝐈𝐅 𝐘𝐎𝐔 𝐃𝐑𝐈𝐕𝐄 𝐅𝐀𝐒𝐓 𝐄𝐍𝐎𝐔𝐆𝐇 𝐌𝐀𝐘𝐁𝐄 𝐖𝐄 𝐂𝐀𝐍 𝐅𝐎𝐑𝐆𝐄𝐓 𝐀𝐁𝐎𝐔𝐓 𝐄𝐕𝐄𝐑𝐘𝐓𝐇𝐈𝐍𝐆. ❞ i think i hate you, you know that? 𝗌𝗍𝖾𝗏𝖾 𝗁𝖺𝗋𝗋𝗂𝗇𝗀𝗍𝗈𝗇 𝗑 𝖿𝖾𝗆 𝖮𝖢 ( 𝗌𝖾𝖺𝗌𝗈𝗇 2 )

𝗜𝗡 𝗪𝗛𝗜𝗖𝗛 a girl with a strong personality meets a boy who is a little full of himself. 𝗗𝗜𝗦𝗖𝗟𝗔𝗜𝗠𝗘𝗥: I don't own stranger things just my ocs! This book is finished until season 5 of stranger things!

A fresh recruit in the Resistance, you insist on taking your first solo mission to steal info from the First Order. Only problem is, you get caught. Unlike most of his prisoners, Kylo Ren sees the potential in you, and decided to spare your life in hopes of turning you to the Dark Side. He expected a lot of things from the Resistance, from his enemies. But you showed him something he never expected: Sympathy. Warning: - displays of violence - explicit sexual content

A girl searching for her place in the galaxy. A boy fighting to take control of his destiny. And the bond that runs deeper than either of them could've imagined. It's been a month since Rey began her training with Luke Skywalker. Everyone said Kylo Ren had perished along with Starkiller Base, but she knew better. She felt his presence, a nudging in the Force that pulsed with life. No matter how hard Rey tries, she can't stop thinking of him. Her captor. Those haunting dark eyes, staring into her soul, a mirror image of her own. Their souls are so different, yet the same, and she can't get him out of her head. Turns out, he can't stop thinking about her, either. Highest rank: #1 in TheLastJedi 3.27.19 #1 in TRoS 12.26.19 #1 in DarkSide 3.26.20 #1 in Reylo 5.9.20 / 4.3.24 #79 in Fanfiction 5.16.22 (Cover art by Cam Sharpe VFX)

WARNING::: This story has strong R rated language, sexual scenes, and violence. Reader discretion is advised Highest Rank #1 in Star Wars on 12/6/20 *** Summary: "This is a test. You will not fail." I bowed, "Yes my lord." She was neither the First order, nor a Jedi. She was a Sith Lord. She carried a light saber, and wore a mask. She was strong with the Force, and she was the most feared assassin in all of the galaxies. *** Kylo Ren had heard stories, about an assassin whom carried a saber. Who had destroyed villages upon villages of civilians. He wanted him dead. Of course what he didn't know was that HIM was actually a HER. And that was his biggest weakness. *** •You do not have to know anything about Star Wars to read this story, enjoy!•

"I warn you, don't fall for me," he said, but fell instead.

𝘽𝙄𝙏𝙏𝙀𝙍 ❝ he'd expect a bitter taste on his tongue at the thought of camila rivera, but there wasn't ❞ when max verstappen and camila rivera's fathers' hope that their bitter rivalry will pass down the next generation.

The life of Alexandra Diana Elizabeth Mountbatten-Windsor was always marked by the weight of a surname that evoked elegance, power and tragedy. Born on June 3, 1994, the youngest daughter of the current King Charles III and the late Diana Spencer grew up in a world where every gesture was observed and every word carefully recorded. Unlike her older siblings, Prince William and Prince Harry, however, her childhood was different, deprived of a mother's warmth but enriched by the ironclad and wise guidance of her aunt, Princess Anne. Fate changed the course of his life in an event that mixed the glamorous spheres of royalty with the elite of motorsport. Alexandra, through a mutual friend, Charles Leclerc, and her close relationship with George Russell, met Max Verstappen, a young driver whose ambition and skill had taken him to the top of Formula 1. In that first meeting, their worlds collided unexpectedly. Alexandra, accustomed to protocol and carefully rehearsed smiles, found herself in front of someone who, although she also lived under the pressure of the public, disarmed her with his authenticity and passion. What started as a casual conversation between strangers slowly morphed into something deeper. Alexandra discovered that, behind the image of the bold and competitive driver, Max hid a sensibility that resonated with his own struggle to find authenticity in a world of appearances. For his part, Max was fascinated by Alexandra's combination of intelligence, humor and vulnerability, seeing in her something more than a princess: a real woman.