Camila and her friends are crazy and wild. Their nights full of drugs and booze, but also a lot of drama. With a drug lord on her back Camila takes a day off with her friends to go to a random concert and this is where she meets Colson baker and the crew. A night full of adventures turns into a friendship which leads to more parties, more drugs and a lot of fame, but what happens when Camilas feelings get caught up, will Camila be able to open up about her past, will he be able to save her from the past catching up with her ?

How can you get a rockstar with all the fame! Through twist and turns!Drugs and lies but also love and commitment! You get through it because he is your wild boy:)

Warning: 18+, strong mature, and sexual content. Sneak peek: "I don't believe in God, Hailey," he murmured, as his firm hands settled on my hips and lifted me from his lap, placing me onto his desk, "But... if I did, I would have thanked him for making you." A soft gasp escaped my lips as his hands slid under my college skirt, his fingers brushing on my pussy over my panties. "Damien, you are my brother..." I managed to whisper amid overwhelming desires. This felt so wrong. He emitted a husky chuckle, leaning closer to my ear, his lips brushing against my earlobe. "Correction-Stepbrother." "But-" Before I could utter a word, his hand swiftly slipped down inside my panties, his fingers landing on my bare, wet heat and just when a moan could escape my lips, his mouth forcefully met mine swallowing the scream of pain as well pleasure when two of his fingers thrust into my pussy just like I'd felt them in my dreams... *** When I was dragged across the country to Los Angeles to live with my mom's new husband and his son, the last thing I expected was for my new brother to be off-limits. Least of all, I never imagined I'd find myself tempted by the forbidden. Damien Black: sinfully attractive, irrefutably irresistible, and seemingly devoid of warmth. Emotions meant nothing to him; girls were mere toys for him to have in bed. And there came my biggest mistake-believing I could be more than just a toy for him...maybe more than just another conquest in his collection. I was his dirty little secret, one that he wouldn't let go of, accept, shatter entirely, or mend. I was his toy; Well....his favorite one.

"i could give you that" jules chokes on her coke. "...what?" "i said i could give you that," matty doesn't shy away from repeating it. if anything, he sounds even more confident than the first time. "if it's just sex you want." ─── ⋆⋅♡︎⋅⋆ ── after the worst break up of her life, jules makes a deal with matty - no strings, no commitments, just sex. matty's perfect for this. she feels nothing for him apart from physical attraction. besides, after her ex, jules is sure she is never going to fall for another indie rockstar looking to make it big. matty's sure too. he's far too busy focusing on his band to have the time for falling in love. effectively, it's a perfect arrangement. it shouldn't be too hard, then, to follow the rules and keep her resolve... right? ─── ⋆⋅♡︎⋅⋆ ── ⚝ 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐬𝐞𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐬 𝐜𝐨𝐧𝐭𝐚𝐢𝐧𝐬 𝐦𝐚𝐭𝐮𝐫𝐞 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐚𝐝𝐮𝐥𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐦𝐞𝐬, 𝐦𝐢𝐧𝐨𝐫𝐬 𝐝𝐨 𝐧𝐨𝐭 𝐢𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐚𝐜𝐭

❃ The Rich Man and His Fire Dancer ❃ "Dance for me like the bad girl you are, Nyra." Angelo circled me, stopping in front of me and looking up and down the belly dancing outfit I had on. No man has ever been this up close to me. They were forbidden. I wanted to push him away but I enjoyed the sinful sensation of his presence near mine. It made my core drip with desire. "I dance with fire, Mr Santis, you wouldn't want to get burned." Angelo chuckled darkly, the back of his fingers stroking up the curve of my side before wrapping his hand around my back, pulling me close to his face. His minty breath fanned my face and goosebumps pricked at my skin. "Aww, bambola, you have no idea how much I am burning to have you withering under me," He whispered against my neck, lightly brushing his cushioned lips against my pulse. ❃ Angelo De Santis, the most handsome young and rich bachelor with women that surround and fall to their knees to plead like angels,begging to spend a night with him. Flirt, charmer, hypnotist. These are his traits yet one woman doesn't fall for them and he wants her. Nyra Marianacci, a beautiful woman hidden in the darkest club of Manhattan. Not a stripper. Not a ballerina yet she has obtained both qualities. Innocent yet sinful. She picks at her victims, injecting her venomous poison of temptation and feeds off of the men's desire to have her, but there's a catch. They can't. They can only see her from afar. Touching her is forbidden. When these two collide at a celebration of Angelo De Santis's victory at the club, will he indulge in her temptation or will she bend the rules to dance to his tunes?

Her back rested upon his front, he wrapped one hand around her throat and the other hand cupped her heat. He leaned his tall frame down to her petite figure before letting out a low growl. "You better learn some respect before I fuck that tight pussy of yours." Ignoring the moisture between her legs and urge to be touched in ways she could never imagine, Dream spun around and mirrored his previous actions in an act of defiance and wrapped 𝗵𝗲𝗿 hand around 𝗵𝗶𝘀 throat, tip toed to reach his height and whispered in his ear... "I dare you bitch." _________☘︎︎♧︎☘︎︎_________ Dream Carter is a boss in a mans world and doesn't take shit from anyone but what happens when a certain 6'5 grey-eyed billionaire who is what every woman wants and what every man wants to be, walks into her life and turns shit upside down? well read to find out motherfucker. (completed and edited.) WARNING! MATURE CONTENT.

She finally gets to go home. She knew her life would never be the same, but she never expected this. ~Machine Gun Kelly Fanfiction~ © all rights reserved // Maya Gillogly

"And when it all falls down, and there is nothing left, I'll still be around, Kells tatted on the breast. I look up to the stars, made a wish to have everything in a girl, looked down and there she is, the baddest bitch in the world." Baddest ~MGK #BlackFlag

The Shield was an unstoppable group. They longed to bring justice back to WWE. They waited for something to change, however, nothing happened. So they took matters into their own hands. And They would make their names known at Survivor Series. When you have a powerhouse, an architect, a lunatic, and a beautiful diva, your unstoppable. No one could touch them. No one could break them. No one could destroy the Shield. No one could destroy the Shield, but the Shield could destroy themselves... Date started: March 10, 2020 Date ended: July 19, 2022

Let's just rage, love, and put those L's up. This is a complicated love story between bad boy Machine Gun Kelly and a fan, Lacy Leraux. They hit many ups and downs but still have faith that love conquers all. So the only question is, does it really?