Prisoner!Killer!Kylo/OC AU THIS IS A DARK FIC OK FOLKS- it starts DARK! Ends mushy. In which a sweet crime writer goes to question a convicted scarred murderer; what could possibly go wrong? (Oh! So many things) He'd watched her pulse leap in her pale throat when he sat down. Watched her shrink in her seat. Saw how her cornflower blue eyes dilated when she saw him. He'd heard her gulp. Heard her breath hitch. That had been hard for him not to smirk wildly at. That he had such an effect upon her... Seeing her in here after so many goddamn days and years limited purely to the bland familiar sights of fellow prison inmates and guards. Broad men of all sizes. So to suddenly walk in here, and see what little treat sat awaiting him, was like New Years Eve in Paris. After all, he was a dangerously bored, violent sociopath.

You're the Princess of the Hapes System. After the Final Order defeated the rebels at the Battle of Exegol, your mother, The Queen, offered you as a bride to Emperor Kylo Ren, seemingly to ensure good relations. But your mother was always a clever and cunning woman. Though Kylo Ren believes you're joining the Order to submit to his will and become his Empress, your instructions are clear--to spy on the Emperor. And then to kill him. - This story is a continuation of The Rise of Skywalker with canon divergence, and is an explicit, smut and plot heavy fanfiction. Please do not read ahead if you're not comfortable with mature content, or if the warnings in chapter one will be triggering to you in any way. 18+. **This is a reader-insert fic, but "Y/N" will not be used. ***The Final Order wins the Battle of Exegol AU

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.

"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 and your friends were teenagers in Luke Skywalkers Jedi Academy, until one night you sneak off with your gang and Ben Solo destroys everything, you return to find everyone and everything up in flames. That was the last memory with the closest people you love. 7 years later, you are working as a stripper in Canto Bight. You are a star, everyone loves you, but you feel as if part of you is missing. You don't even remember the life you had before you were 14, everything is blank, but why? Someone has been watching you for a while now at work, but who is it? Or is this all in your head? What on Cantonica is going on?!

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

Your favorite Star Wars fanfiction couple is back and they are returning with more twists, more power, more violence, more romance, and more drama with ever. As Nira and Kylo's relationship strengthens and Nira escalates the ranks of the First Order, the couple finds several new obstacles that must be overcome in order for them to maintain their love. Will they prevail through the tests of romance? Set after The Last Jedi. I do not own any part of Star Wars but I do own certain characters within this book. Fully copyright @2018 ***** I gripped Nira's arm and began coaxing her onto my lap. As soon as I had made contact with her skin the warmth that she so often gave me rolled over me like a sweet heat wave that rocked me to my core. I left one of my hands on her thigh but took the other hand and placed it up on the nape of her neck. I then pushed my fingers into her hair and pulled her head towards mine. Her lips found mine and I completed the latch, then began passionately kissing her. We had to celebrate our success, didn't we? Something about the way that woman can work her way through a unit of twenty soldiers and slay every single on of them just gets to me. She was one impressive, seductive woman. And currently she was sitting in my lap, her arms wrapped around my neck, kissing me hungrily. I wrapped my arm around her petite body, relishing how I could nearly encase her with one arm, and kissed her harder. I pulled my lips away from hers, much to her dismay, and then began pressing sensual kisses down her neck, much to her satisfaction. She looked to the ceiling to expose her neck to me and I pressed her body into mine with my hand that was on the small of her back. *****

You were a normal every day college student until things go south and you get kidnapped! These people were like nothing you have ever seen, and what the hell is the force?! Is it a gift that you have yourself? Kylo Ren took it personally to look after your afairs while he had granted you a long leash you took full advantage of it. What happens when he grows a attachment to you that could lead to your death? "Prepare for war! I will have what I want..." | eventual smut |

You and Kylo have always shared this strange bond through the force. Will it bring you together or will it tear you both apart? ***COMPLETED*** A/N: This is a female reader x canon story. I'm working on writing more inclusive reader stories for everyone to enjoy ♡ #10 in Ben Solo #1 in eventual smut #4 in kyloren

Set before Episode VII, Astrid is taken from her home planet to serve as one of the Breeders on Starkiller Base, tasked with giving birth to the next generation of First Order leaders and warriors. But despite no how much she tries to convince herself that a position as a Breeder is an honor, she longs for the husband and children she left behind. Not to mention her fear of the wrathful and ominous man she serves.