He needs a place to live, she needs a baby daddy. Pietro Santangelo and Marguerite White are students at prestigious Columbia University in New York City. She is a fun-loving, free spirit who finds herself in a bit of a familial bind, he is an exchange student with a chronic case of poverty. They concoct a plan that they think will work, not realizing how much changes with two simple words... Pete merely looked at her and opened a box of books. He took some out and began placing them on the shelves, bending and stretching at his task. He had a nice back, broad shoulders and muscles that could be seen clearly under his light blue T-shirt. Daisy watched for a minute, fascinated. "Like what you see?" he asked without turning around. She jumped at the sound of his voice. "Well, you're the only thing in the room that's moving, you know?" she said by way of explanation. He turned around to look at her, books in either hand, a small grin on his face. "Of course, what was I thinking?" he asked rhetorically. "And look. We're both adults here, hm?" He looked carefully at her. "The couch we just brought up here cost fifty dollars at the second-hand store, and has to be at least thirty years old. I don't want to sleep on it, and I don't think you're going to want to sleep on it, either." She shook her head. "So the bed is nice and big," he continued. "I think we can manage, don't you? We can share the bed." He watched her for her reaction. "I give you my word this is not going to be a problem for me. At all. Is this going to be a problem for you?" She looked at him. "Really? At all?" She recovered from the unintentional meaning of his words quickly. "No, it won't be a problem for me, either," she said firmly. "We can share the bed." Content warning: This story contains mature sexual content, and themes of premarital sex and sexual assault.

Eli thinks life would be a lot easier if Matthew would give up his crime fighting shenanigans. Granted, if he'd wanted a normal life, he wouldn't have agreed to date the local vigilante. He still doesn't appreciate every criminal in the city trying to kill his boyfriend. That's just downright rude. But when Matthew doesn't return one night, Eli knows whatever he ran into has to be more than just a regular third rate crook. There's a new criminal in town, and Vigilante might have finally found his match. - - - - - - - - - - Sequel to Wattys 2016 winner Vigilante!

She's a wild, free spirit who sees the good in everyone, and he's the hardened, bad-tempered loner who wants nothing to do with her-yet no matter how hard he tries to push her away, she's the one temptation he can't escape. *** He's never met someone with such a bubbly personality. Not to mention the wildness and odd phrases she says every five minutes. He hates it. He hates how he can't stay away from it. He hates what she does to him; it's not like him to chase after some girl. She gets under his skin like no other. She's never met someone with such a bad attitude. He's ill-mannered and menacing. The glare never seems to leave his face. Considering it all, she can't help but feel the attraction toward him. Dangerous attraction toward a seemingly dangerous man. Maybe it's the tattoos on his arm that gets her attention. Or maybe it's because she can tell there's hope for good under his rough exterior. And she's about to find it, whether he likes it or not. It's no secret that the two of them are complete and total opposites. *** "You like being called Sugar, don't you?" I tease, placing my toothbrush back after finishing. He does the same and gives me a side-eyed scowl. He grips my chin harshly and kisses me. My body temperature raises a good ten degrees and my right leg goes all wiggly. He pulls away. "You like it when I kiss you, don't you?" He teases the same way I did to him and I'm left blubbering. "I think both of our questions are rhetorical," I lower my voice up at him. His lip curls up into a smirk. *** #1 in Young Adult #9 in Badboy #1 in Cold #3 in Goodgirl #1 in Sweetheart #14 in Love *** *Warning* This story contains mature themes (language, scenes)

"Why did you kiss me" a 12 year old Akaashi asks. "Dunno, just felt like it" Bokuto hums. Akaashi nods, turning back to his homework. It didn't mean anything. It was only Bokuto and kissing felt like a very Bokuto thing to do. (Dense Idiots) Written: 2019

for a boy who suffers colorblindness, bokuto sure finds akaashi keiji interesting. highest rank #592 in fanfiction - 8/28/2016

Whatever Bokuto writes shows up on his soulmates arm. An arm that belongs to Akaashi Keiji. A bokuaka, kuroken, bokuroo fic. Written: 2019-2020 Cover art: @almangods

Connor Prentiss doesn't usually do Christmas, but this year he has no choice. #21 CL 06.12.16 → 25.12.16

Single and heartbroken, Tala Flores decides to spend this Christmas alone, but life has other plans. chicklit 24 21.12.2017 - 02/03/2018

Cat Logan is a single teen mother with a deadbeat ex-boyfriend and parents that haven't spoken to her since she got herself knocked up at the age of sixteen. She's been making it in the world all on her own and has been raising a child that she loves more than anything. She's used to men running for the hills the moment they find out about her two and a half year-old son, so when her best friend Hannah sets her up on a blind date with aspiring musician and college student Nick Bradley, she reluctantly agrees but isn't exactly expecting to find her happily ever after. Maybe it'll just have to find her instead? #Wattys2019

Aleksei was just trying to make some extra money as a pizza delivery boy, while Sam just wanted a chill night on the couch with friends and pizza. Neither Sam nor Aleksei believed in love at first sight, but it was exactly what they got. An Eden Young & June Silver collaboration