Your talent in English literature hasn't gone unnoticed by your professor, Kylo Ren, but you lack the focus and application to meet your full potential. Perhaps he can urge you to give in to that potential. And to him. But the more you learn about Kylo Ren, the more you realize you can use his own tactics as a professor to help unravel the past that he refuses to face. Or, you're infatuated with your dark and brooding English professor, Kylo Ren, who, to your surprise, returns the sentiment. This is a LONG-FORM, SLOW-BURN (emotionally, not sexually) work. Please take note of that if that's not your cup of tea! That's just my style of writing, and reading for that matter, which is okay. And if that's not your cup of tea, that's okay too! Originally posted to ao3, expanded to wattpad so it can be accessibly to anyone who may want to read it, but on a different platform. This story is 18+. Periodt. Please consider the following warnings/tags. Also, a disclaimer, this story can be fairly dark. Please remember the importance of clear consent and communications if your everyday lives. -light bdsm, -slapping, -choking, -rough sex, -freudian elements, -sub/dom, -dirty talk, -over-stimulation, -so on and so forth. Additionally, there are themes of family illnesses (cancer/heart conditions/death), absent parents, dysfunctional families. Please be careful or opt out if these themes, or the above tags, are triggering or are harmful for your mental health in any way, as most or all of them are prevalent and recurring throughout the entire work. Your well-being is way more important than any fanfic.

She was just following orders. [Disclaimer] I do not own Star Wars, or any of its characters. This is merely fanfiction. Star Wars and Kylo Ren are (c) Disney and Lucasfilm. Takes place after the events of TFA.

KYLO X READER - Kylo Ren was not the sugar daddy you were expecting. Young, handsome and incredibly wealthy, he was a god in a neatly pressed suit. Though he was charming at times, there was something dark within him, a chilling coldness that haunted his hazel eyes. The line between business and relationship became blurry with every touch and every expensive gift. You felt lucky to have him, and yet you weren't sure how to know it was real. (Cover by asmolguavafruit on Wattpad)

(This story is in serious need of edits! There is one use of 'y/n' in the first chapter but it doesn't appear again. MY WRITING IS ASS UNTIL SEVERAL CHAPTERS IN!) You are dating Armitage Hux, the mob boss (Snoke)'s right hand man. But when Kylo Ren, the underboss of the mafia, returns from his time away, you soon become a pawn in their game of money, power, and glory. "You talk lots about God Freedom comes from the call But that's not what this bitch wants Not what I want at all I want money, power and glory" *This is a modern alternate universe. I don't claim to have an intensive knowledge of mafia/mob life but I do my best to do my research. There may be some inconsistencies between real life organized crime and what is depicted in the story. Just have an open mind and have fun with it! ** this is a story for 18+ people!

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!•

Vampire!Kylo x OC love story. Inspired by BBC's Dracula. Also inspired by Austen's Pride & Prejudice. He's been stalking this earth long since civilisations can possibly fathom. Before records even began. He sneers at the fact that this pitiful young world has only just begun to see his reign of it. He's dined with moguls, emperors, princes. He's consorted with bloodthirsty ruthless Queens in their courts, and whispered into the ears of powerful King's, whose names still echo through millennia. In his myriad of centuries gifted to his immortal self he's been many many things. He's been a lowly pauper. A crusading knight. An assassin. A sell sword. A soldier. A wanderer. A simpering suitor and a voracious unyielding lover. Aimlessly lost in time- besieging this earth. Ripping it apart and drinking what's left. He was made in the hinterland between snow and dirt and pine trees. Crusted with ash and blood and gouged from battle. Born anew. Sired from the hell-mouth of war. He was made in 789 AD. Lord Ren will come undone, one bitter winter night, in England, in 1816.

You've been working on Starkiller base for over two years as a medic. You're hopelessly in love with one of your coworkers who happens to be dating your sister. If that wasn't stressful enough, now Commander Kylo Ren has crept into your life and is already causing you trouble. How will you deal with the stress of your overbearing sister, your infatuation with her boyfriend, and your demanding Commander? *** "You're nothing but a girl filled with childish dreams," he spat at you. "That perfect galaxy inside your head doesn't exist." You started to stand up and glared at him. "And you're nothing but a scared little boy hiding in a mask," you choked out. Pausing, he stood and stared at you trembling in anger. He lifted his arms up and reached for his helmet. There was a hiss as the faceplate detached and the entire helmet unlatched from his body. He dropped it with a thud at his feet. Walking over to you he shoved you against the wall again as you gasped. Your still fragile head hit the wall and you instantly felt woozy. "I'm not hiding now." His hot breath was in your ear as he pressed his body up against yours. He grabbed you forcefully and pulled you against him. You felt the hard tent beneath his layers and stifled a moan. He nibbled at your ear and started kissing your neck. You melted beneath his touch. How could your body betray your mind like this? He kissed along your jaw with soft wet kisses. You snaked your arms around his neck and pulled him towards you. This caused him to get closer and closer to your mouth. Your breath was heavy, and you looked up at him. Even in the darkness of the room, you could see the golden flecks of his eyes. They shone back at you filled with desire. He ran his hands up and down your body. No, wait. This wasn't supposed to be happening. You were supposed to be mad at him. But- You didn't want him to stop. *** I hope you enjoy it! (: Content warning! Some chapters might be upsetting or triggering- please be cautious and be safe

You've pulled a million bounty hunting jobs before; this one was supposed to be just like any other. Get in, get out, collect enough credits to pay your rent. That was all you'd expected out of this gig. You certainly hadn't expected to run into the Supreme Leader, Kylo Ren. When you're unwittingly roped into pulling a heist for the First Order, you suddenly have a lot more things to worry about besides rent money- like how you're going to hide the fact that you and the Supreme Leader have a lot more in common than you're letting on. (Also on AO3 under the same name)

"Not many people can tell me no," Kylo Ren declared. "But you evidently think that you can" "That's why you're so stuck up," you retorted quickly. "But someone needs to put you in your place." You were not about to let him win. "And you think that person is you?" You stood up straight still only reaching to his shoulders. You were emboldened by his question. "As a matter of fact I do," you put one finger on his chest. "In fact," you ran the finger down his muscular arm, "I think I can make you do whatever," you put both hands on his chest, "I," you inched your body into his, "want." --------- You are the princess of the planet Malachor, a safe haven for women to become warriors. You have lived your life men-free and you have been fine that way. However, a terrible tragedy earns you the title of queen and forces you into an uncertain alliance with the First Order through your marriage to Kylo Ren. With tempers to match and the same alpha energy, will this be a love to last?

You're a Lieutenant, stationed on Orinda. You're content with your trustworthy crew, but issues with a certain ship (spoiler alert: it's the TIE silencer) end up trapping you on the Steadfast, instead. Your relationship with Kylo Ren isn't how you left it. How many more messes can you stand to clean? (yes, this is the sequel to Fix Your Attitude) cover art by @badtour on tumblr