This book may NOT be reproduced, reposted, copied, or translated in any way unless you receive permission directly from the author. Felicity Rose Bennett has everything the world thinks she wants-chart-topping songs, magazine covers, fans who call her perfect. But the world doesn't know she's hiding. Burned out, suffocated by fame, and haunted by a stalker no one else knows about, Felicity flees to her mothers' quiet Toronto lake house just to breathe for the first time in years. She doesn't expect Harriet Johnson to walk through the door with a suitcase and a key. Harriet has spent the last four years running from her past-alcohol addiction, heartbreak, and the memory of the only girl she's ever loved. Sober now and fighting her way through med school, she only wanted a quiet summer. She didn't know Felicity would be here. She didn't know that sharing a roof again would feel like falling into a storm she thought she'd survived. They were childhood best friends turned teenage lovers-until Harriet broke Felicity's heart in the worst possible way. Now they're twenty-two, trapped by old history and new secrets, in the same house that once held their whispered dreams and first kisses. The deal is simple: her side, my side. But nothing about Felicity and Harriet has ever been simple. Not the history, not the wanting, not the way every look feels like a dare and every brush of skin threatens to set them both on fire. In the thick of July, in a house full of memories, two girls who once had everything will have to decide if second chances are worth the risk-and if loving each other is worth surviving for.

𝐅𝐀𝐓𝐀𝐋 𝐃𝐄𝐒𝐈𝐑𝐄𝐒. ❝They didn't say anything and made contact with each other's wet bodies, closing the burning space between their lips with an emotion filled kiss that made both of them question every feeling they'd ever felt. Natasha cupped her hands around Isabella's face, smiling as she broke the kiss. "I missed you too." She teased, a grin on her face as water hurled itself down onto her, soaking her white shirt and hair. Natasha's black lace bra was now showing through her shirt, and it had taken everything Isabella had to not look. So instead, she kept her eyes locked onto Nat's green eyes. "Natasha?" She asked suddenly, her voice slightly louder as the rain grew harder. Natasha cocked her head, leaning her forehead against Bella's. The raindrops ran off her head and onto Isabella's face. Water droplets collected on her eyelashes, causing her to blink aggressively. Isabella' expression was serious now. "Promise me this is forever?" She breathed out, her mouth agape as the words escaped. Natasha looked startled, but caught her breath enough to respond. "I promise.❞

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the journey of fleur scott, a celebrity meeting new people. she is soon to be an ambassador for another skin care line, the outset. what happens when she spends too much time with the founder, scarlett johansson? what happens when there are certain people that get in the way? - social media fic / slow burn - "we really shouldn't do this-" "yeah! right we shouldn't" she said quickly pulling away "but i want to" #1 in scarjo #1 in florencepugh #1 in media #2 in scarlettjohansson #3 in daydream #4 in haileesteinfeld - started march 26 2022 - finished august 29, 2022 © scarlettswifeyy

A normal teenager who just wants to graduate high school and get the hell out of New York, finds herself bitten by a radioactive spider. Powers surface and y/n finds herself stuck in the hustle and bustle of the city, fighting crime and being the masked vigilante. What happens when you put a name to the hero? Trouble always lurks in the shadows and y/n has one hell of a storm coming. Approached by an agent, the possibility of a lifetime arises and y/n has to make a choice: watch the world bathe in the blood of the fallen, or live long enough to see it thrive. [Avengers - Avengers: Endgame] [Black Widow x Reader]

˚☆⋆｡˚ ✩⧗⧗⧗˚✩ ⋆｡☆˚ Two months ago, Saylor Grey managed to escape the nightmare she called home for the last two years. Suddenly the 16 year old is all alone, with a single friend and no idea what to do. So, she runs, hides and tries to take down new yorks wrong doers, in hopes of cleaning up all the messes she made. One day, on a particularly bold mission, she happens to need help. But what happens when the number she thought was her best friend, Juliette's, turns out to be the one of one of New yorks mightiest heroes? Will Saylor learn to trust again? What will the person on the other end do, when she finds out the kid she's been texting is the one they'd been going after for the past two years? And what happens when the person Saylor loathes more than anyone finds out where she is and threatens everyone she loves?Will she trust the once wrong number stranger enough to ask for help? ... come with me on this journey of discovery, a found family and the revelation of one or the other mystery. I don't own any of Marvels characters, therefore the rights to all MCU Characters used rightfully belong to Marvel. © I own Saylor Grey and her story (+ any side characters which aren't in the MCU) Story archivements: 🏆23.03.2024 : 1k views 🏆29.05.2024 : 5k views 🏆26.06.2024 : 10k views 🏆26.06.2024 : 500 votes 🏆19.07.2024 : #1 assasin 🏆13.08.2024 : 1k votes 🏆25.08.2024 : #1 nat 🏆09.02.2025 : #1 wrongnumber 🏆15.02.2025 : #1 romanoff 🏆17.02.2025 : #1 blackwidow 🏆17.02.2025 : #1 clintbarton 🏆April 2025 : 50k views 🏆01.06.2025 : 2k votes ˚☆⋆｡˚ ✩Updates usually Sundays, sometimes Thursdays˚✩ ⋆｡☆˚ Started: February 2024 Finished: ---

I pushed her off me and down to the floor, "don't touch me." "What the fuck is your problem?" Wanda sighed, standing up and brushing the dust off her clothes. "I don't know what you mean," I replied bluntly, turning to walk off again. She scoffed and walked after me quickly, angrily and muttering curses under her breath. I laughed in disbelief and turned to look at her, stopping her in her tracks. Even right now she looked fucking gorgeous, her hair hanging down around her face and shoulders. Nat's old jacket and an old black dress that her red bra peaked out from underneath and her necklaces hung between her breasts. "What are you looking at?" she asked quietly as I stood before her. I shook my head but kept my eyes on her. She shrugged her shoulders as if to ask me 'what the fuck are you doing'. I took a deep breath at what I was about to do and cupped her cheeks, smashing my lips against hers. Once she realised what I was doing, she sighed and kissed me back passionately. Our tongues fought for dominance as her hands found their place on my hips and pulled me closer.

That piqued her interest immediately as she laid an arm behind the woman leaning in, "are wedding bells ringing for you?" she jests. Nat scoff playfully, "just a bit. Traditional dresses are beautiful but," she pauses smirking at Theo, "there's nothing traditional about us," she teases. Theo catches her bottom lip between her teeth blushing, "you mean a notorious boss lady with extensive knowledge of weaponry entangling with a gorgeous ex assassin known as the black widow?" she murmurs sweetly. Does Natasha Romanoff finally have her happy ending? Note: Mature Audience only, 18+, contains sex and physical abuse. I don't own the Marvel characters or images.

Natasha RomanoffxOC Avengers: Assemble - ✅ Captain America: The Winter Soldier - 🕐 Avengers: Age of Ultron - ⛔ Captain America: Civil War - ⛔ Black Widow - ⛔ Avengers: Infinity War - ⛔ Avengers: Endgame - ⛔ The Falcon and the Winter Soldier - ⛔ Aftermath - ⛔ Started: January 03th 2024 Finished: ? Warnings: mature content and strong language All characters apart from my OC's belong Marvel

Getting rejected to a head Alpha makes a toll, especially when dangers are roaming around Alpha ! Natasha Romanoff x Omega ! Fem ! Reader This story contains some 18+ scenes, if you're underage (17 below) please don't read this work of mine, you've been warned, read at your own risk