Jeremiah Smith fan fiction

"You want to play games? Fine. But we play them my way." Camila Quinn built her life on discipline. A pre-med student with a flawless GPA, meticulous routines, and a future mapped years in advance, she believes in control-in earning what she wants and keeping drama at arm's length. Even her relationship with Alex Walker, the star quarterback she's been with since high school, fits neatly into that plan. Until it doesn't. College changed him. The attention, the ego, the entitlement that comes with being untouchable. Slowly, the respect fades. The excuses stack up. The silences grow louder. And eventually, the truth becomes impossible to ignore. Alex was unfaithful. He never says it outright, but the disrespect is evident. Camila tries to let go. Tries to be the bigger person. But heartbreak curdles into something sharper when she realizes how little he seems to care. One disrespect for another. Anger takes root. And then there's Leo Brooks. Alex's former best friend. His unresolved rivalry. A transfer student with his own reputation, his own edge, and a very clear reason to hate Alex just as much as she does. Leo keeps appearing-everywhere. Unintentional of course, but; That's when the idea forms. What starts as strategy quickly turns dangerous. Because Leo isn't a pawn, and Camila isn't as unaffected as she pretends to be. The more they blur the lines between revenge and desire, the harder it becomes to tell what's real-and who's going to get hurt in the process.

Pushing himself from the door Gulian neared her, standing in front of her. "I want you to stop seeing 𝙝𝙞𝙢, that's what I want." Kyomi scoffed as she shook her head. "Why would I stop doing that? Just 'cause you call yourself asking nicely?"

"Solè, why'd you stay?" "Because, Zaire... you the first thing that ever felt worth staying for." ❀ 🝳 ❀ Harlem held the noise. Solè gave Zaire the quiet. Zaire Knox, Harlem's quiet storm, known for his ties to the streets and a gaze that read people faster than they could lie to him. Respected. Feared. Loved. With scars buried deeper than his tattoos, he never planned to love soft. Until a Harlem vinyl shop left behind by his late grandfather forces him to slow down, to breathe, to find his real purpose in the world beyond the streets. Solè Sinclair, soft but unbreakable, raised by her father after loss. By day, she serves warmth behind the counter of a café. By night, she disappears into her art, trying to paint the parts of herself no one ever sees. When their worlds cross, the city shifts. What starts off tense and unexpected turns tender. Together, they learn love can hold you just as fierce as the streets ever did, and softer, too. But love in Harlem always asks one question: what are you willing to risk when the heart wants more than the streets ever offered? A Harlem story. A hood love. A soft place to land. ❀ 🝳 ❀

"Baby you on my mind Long as we spending time, girl 'cause (I gotta be next to you) Baby you on my mind Long as we spending time, girl 'cause (I gotta be next to you)"

I've got one rule: I don't do relationships. Hookups? Sure. Anything real? Hell no. Love doesn't fix anything-it just screws you up. I'd know. I watched it wreck my family. As team captain of the Ridgewater Warriors, I've got a game plan: Keep it casual. Stay focused. Win games. Screw puck bunnies. Repeat. It's been working just fine. Until Samantha Westbrook showed up. My best friend's little sister. The same girl who's had a crush on me since she was ten. Now she's a freshman at Ridgewater U- and she's made it her full-time job to ruin my game. She's everywhere I go. Cockblocking every girl who so much as breathes near me. Smiling like she knows exactly what she's doing. And the worst part? She does. I've spent years brushing her off. Now I can't stop looking at her. She didn't just break my ice-she wrecked my whole damn game.

❝𝙜𝙞𝙧𝙡, 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙠𝙣𝙤𝙬 𝙞 𝙙𝙤𝙣'𝙩 𝙙𝙤 𝙞𝙣𝙩𝙚𝙧𝙫𝙞𝙚𝙬𝙨... 𝙞𝙩'𝙨 𝙥𝙞𝙩𝙞𝙛𝙪𝙡 𝙩𝙝𝙖𝙩 𝙬𝙝𝙚𝙣 𝙞𝙢 𝙬𝙞𝙩𝙝 𝙩𝙝𝙚𝙢 𝙤𝙩𝙝𝙚𝙧 𝙗𝙞𝙩𝙘𝙝𝙚𝙨, 𝙞 𝙥𝙧𝙚𝙩𝙚𝙣𝙙 𝙞𝙩'𝙨 𝙮𝙤𝙪 ❞ 𝐄𝐒𝐓. 𝐀𝐔𝐆𝐔𝐒𝐓 𝟐𝟎𝟐𝟒

After years of pining for the man she let go, Hailey is reeling as he crashes back into her life. She'd be a fool to let herself get burned again - but who doesn't like a little fire? ♥　♡　♥　♡　♥　♡　♥　♡　♥　♡　♥　♡　♥　♡　♥　♡　♥　♡　♥ Thank you so much for your interest in my story! If you enjoy what you read here, please consider checking out the previous novel, "In His Bed" or my other projects, "The Fling" and "His Hidden Desire"! Also, I will be writing this so that it can be read as a stand-alone, but it is a sequel to my book "In His Bed" - if you would like to get a fuller picture of the backstory between these characters, you might want to give that a read!

𝐓𝐀𝐒𝐓𝐄 𝐎𝐅 𝐋𝐎𝐕𝐄 ★ 𝑩𝑶𝑶𝑲 𝑰𝑰 "𝑬𝒗𝒆𝒏 𝒊𝒇 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒇𝒖𝒄𝒌 𝒐𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒓 𝒈𝒖𝒚𝒔, 𝑰 𝒘𝒂𝒏𝒕 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒕𝒐 𝒕𝒉𝒊𝒏𝒌 𝒂𝒃𝒐𝒖𝒕 𝒎𝒆 𝒘𝒉𝒆𝒏 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒄𝒐𝒎𝒆." -𝐀𝐋𝐄𝐒𝐒𝐀𝐍𝐃𝐑𝐎 𝐀𝐍𝐆𝐄𝐋𝐎 ★𝑼𝒑𝒅𝒂𝒕𝒆 𝒆𝒗𝒆𝒓𝒚 𝑭𝒓𝒊𝒅𝒂𝒚 ★

#Top 4 in India (02/11/2025) #Top 4 in India in Romance (28/11/25) #Top 4 in India in BillionaireRomance (28/11/25) #Top 4 in India in DesiRomance (29/11/25) So before starting the story... I'm gonna say one thing that, it's my 2nd book after One-sided love from childhood... 𝙎𝙤 𝙤𝙣 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙗𝙖𝙨𝙞𝙨 𝙤𝙛 𝙢𝙮 𝙗𝙞𝙧𝙩𝙝𝙙𝙖𝙮 𝙞𝙢 𝙨𝙩𝙖𝙧𝙩𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙢𝙮 𝙗𝙤𝙤𝙠 𝙩𝙤𝙙𝙖𝙮!! 𝙔𝙚𝙖𝙝𝙝♡!!! I'm so excited!! Youll want single dad trop book so badly so that's why l'm realising a new yet short book on trope single dad!! So I hope you'll love this book...And i Didn't decided the trops yet😭...i'll inform when 'Il decide the tropes.. And I'll post everything on Wattpad tomorrow♡ ♡ 𝐑𝐚𝐣 𝐒𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐡𝐚𝐧𝐢𝐚 𝐗 𝐑𝐢𝐝𝐡𝐢𝐦𝐚 𝐏𝐚𝐭𝐞𝐥 ♡ DON'T COPY ANYTHING FROM MY BOOK!!⚠️