𝐀 𝐠𝐢𝐫𝐥 𝐰𝐡𝐨 𝐢𝐬 𝐨𝐧𝐞 𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐩 𝐜𝐥𝐨𝐬𝐞𝐫 𝐭𝐨 𝐛𝐞𝐜𝐨𝐦𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐚 𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐨. 𝐁𝐮𝐭 𝐡𝐨𝐰 𝐜𝐚𝐧 𝐬𝐡𝐞 𝐦𝐨𝐯𝐞 𝐟𝐨𝐫𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐝 𝐰𝐡𝐞𝐧 𝐬𝐡𝐞 𝐜𝐚𝐧𝐧𝐨𝐭 𝐥𝐞𝐭 𝐠𝐨 𝐨𝐟 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐩𝐚𝐬𝐭. 𝐏𝐫𝐨𝐦𝐢𝐬𝐞𝐬 𝐬𝐡𝐞 𝐢𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐧𝐝𝐬 𝐨𝐧 𝐤𝐞𝐞𝐩𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐛𝐮𝐭 𝐚𝐭 𝐰𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐜𝐨𝐬𝐭? 𝐀 𝐛𝐨𝐲 𝐰𝐡𝐨 𝐚𝐧𝐧𝐨𝐲𝐬 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐚𝐧𝐲 𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐧𝐜𝐞 𝐡𝐞 𝐠𝐞𝐭𝐬. 𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐬𝐚𝐦𝐞 𝐛𝐨𝐲 𝐰𝐡𝐨 𝐩𝐮𝐬𝐡𝐞𝐬 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐭𝐨 𝐛𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐛𝐞𝐬𝐭. 𝐅𝐨𝐥𝐥𝐨𝐰 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐬𝐞 𝐭𝐰𝐨 𝐢𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐢𝐫 𝐣𝐨𝐮𝐫𝐧𝐞𝐲 𝐨𝐟 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞.

"Any last words Hero?" "Do you like to breathe?" [Y/n] transfers to UA in her second year and quickly solidifies her position as one to watch, especially in the eyes of the resident angry boy, Bakugou Katsuki. [Y/n] must come to terms with her power, her past and her heart all while something sinister simmers under the surface, threatening to bring down the heroes. *Warnings* - Strong language (because well Bakugou) - Love shapes - Violence - Dark themes - Sexy time This fanfiction exists in UA's second year and events up to the winter internship manga chapters have occurred. Future events are fictional with LOV in the far far background. All BNHA characters are property of Kōhei Horikoshi. Story is complete. Any updates are just grammatical edits. Highest Rankings #1 bakugou #1 bakugo #2 katsuki #1 bakugouxreader #1 bakugoxreader #1 bakugoukatsuki #1 katsukibakugou #1 myheroacademia #1 bnhafanfiction

"Sierra, you go with Harry Styles." I raised up my head at the words, giving my teacher an incredulous glance. "Do I really have to?" Was the only thing I managed to say. The teacher gave me an annoyed look. "Did you not understand? You go with Harry Styles." I turned my head to look at him. At the mention of his name he glanced up, and if his green eyes hadn't frozen me in place already, the unimpressed look he gave me would've done it right away. [BOOK ONE] [BOOK TWO - AQUARELLE] Started: Feb 2018 Completed: April 2019 18/01/19 #1 in fanfiction 28/09/18 #1 in harrystyles 06/10/18 #1 in harry • THE FICTION AWARDS WINNER 2019 - BEST FANFICTION •

Lucas Sawyer has gotten used to being forgotten. His twin brother Mark, captain and star quarterback, everyone's favorite, gets the spotlight. Lucas doesn't drink, he doesn't smoke, he doesn't go to parties. His life is safe and logical, and that's exactly how he likes it. But when his brother's football rival and worst enemy, Damien Castillo, starts work at the same small bakery, everything changes. Damien is Lucas' worst nightmare: an arrogant heartbreaker with a bad reputation, who threatens to ruin all his careful plans. Lucas hates him. Right? ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- This story was inspired by @hipstateasee's "Knight", and I have her permission. All credit to her for the great premise!

I'm standing in the gateway to the larger ballroom, almost too far away for my weak eyes to see the three figures that glide onto the stage. The King and Queen walk side by side until they come to their thrones, the Prince walking about five feet behind and moving towards the smaller throne to the King's left. The King and Queen sit down on their thrones in unison. The Prince doesn't. Even I can see the way his shoulders are bristling, a sort of confused wonder dawning on his face. And I would swear he is looking directly at me. //// Lee Collins wants to help her sister, Lucy. She has a vision of a future away from their dad, where Lucy could be healthy and they would have some chance of happiness. When Lee's only friend helps her sneak into the royal ball on the minuscule chance that an attending doctor would be willing to help, Lee ends up fleeing the party early, chased by none other than her mate. Lee finds herself locked in from all sides, desperate to escape the suffocating implications of a mate but frantic to fight for a future for her sister that she still believes possible. Working in the Royal Palace to save escape money is a terrible idea when you have a controlling father, but it's an even worse idea when the mate that you're avoiding is the Prince. //Marked Mature just in case for violence. general trigger warning. Some chapters may be triggering for abuse and anxiety//

Danielle and Nate haven't gotten along in years, but when Nate discovers Danielle was sexually assaulted the year before, he's determined to fight for her and for love. ***** A week-long power outage can do a lot of things, but mending a decade long broken friendship didn't seem like one of them. However, when Danielle's childhood ex-best friend and current neighbor, Nate, comes knocking on her door every two seconds, she's quickly proven wrong. As Nate uncovers the secret that his best friend sexually assaulted Danielle at a party the year before, he realizes the bitterness of reality and blames himself. While Danielle fights the nightmares that come both night and day, Nate does everything in his power to better things for her, whether she agrees with them or not. Content/Trigger Warning: this story contains sexual content and deals explicitly with sexual assault and violence. [[word count: 100,000-150,000 words]]

*Some sexual content* "I don't think anything of you." Those words drew the bad boy of Thornhill High to good girl Anatolia like a moth to a flame. Anatolia Gunn is liked by almost everyone. She's a school prefect and a model student. People find her nerdiness endearing, rather than off-putting. River Kavinsky is sadistic. He enjoys tormenting others and is always sporting at least one facial injury from a fight. He's not the type of boy that's used to being overlooked-especially by girls. So when Anatolia brushes him off, River makes it his mission to get under her skin. But something happens that River doesn't see coming: she gets under his skin too. Literally and figuratively.

"Love, like rain, can nourish from above, drenching couples with a soaking joy. But sometimes under the angry heat of life, love dries on the surface and must nourish from below, tending to its roots keeping itself alive." In which a girl called Ana meets a boy called Harry who has a strange fascination with the rain. [cover by: @rowlipsticks] highest rankings: #1 in fiction #1 in harrystyles

When River crosses paths with a man who speaks to every hidden hunger inside her, their connection spirals into an all-consuming pull neither of them can resist-but is she Grayson's salvation... or his ruin? *** Everyone in River Avelle's hometown knows about Grayson Maddox-the troubled bad boy who almost killed another student in the middle of the school hallway. Those who look into Grayson's eyes only see pure fury and hatred. They all think he's beyond redemption, even Grayson himself. But not River. As the seemingly perfect good girl, River saw something more in those alluring grey eyes. Something worth holding onto. From the first time their eyes connect, both Grayson and River feel the intense, undeniable attraction between them...but neither of them understand what's pulling them together so fiercely. The closer they get and the more vulnerable they become, River has to wonder: is she saving Grayson from his darkness? Or is she just pulling him further into hers? *** He tips my head toward his with his index finger, keeping my eyes trained on him and driving me crazy with the primal look on his face. His grey eyes look heavy, filled with dark desire, and a shock runs up through my core. Everything around us disappears and all I can sense is him and the hardness pressing between my legs. "What are you doing to me, River?" he whispers, his voice raspy and utterly captivated. His face is lowering and I'm closing my eyes, waiting for soft lips to press against mine. My whole body is on fire as I hold my breath for his touch. *** Cover by @strayin

In which the bad boy falls for the shy girl, and in like every other classic love story the shy girl feels the same for him. 𓆝𓆟𓆜𓆞𓆡 He hummed, "Tell me something else." I furrowed my brows, my lips coming out in a pout. "Like what?" "Anything." Noah shrugged his shoulders, his eyes shining as a cheeky smile appeared on his pink lips. "As long as it's coming from your lips, it doesn't matter what it is." For effect he moved his hand to my chin, his thumb lightly running across my bottom lip with his eyes watching his own movements while i watched him. A simple action like this felt so intimate and exciting, but at the same time so familiar and comfortable. It was making my skin tingle and my heart jump; and just in this moment i wished his touches would always make me feel like this. I prayed for it. Looking at him now, i couldn't imagine a day without knowing him. [ REWRITTEN VERSION ] [ MORE OF THE DESCRIPTION IN THE FIRST CHAPTER ] [credits to the owner of the cover!]