"He loved her enough to stay awake. It loved her enough to кιℓℓ." Bill Skarsgård is a world-famous actor, a devoted partner, and a father-haunted by dreams he turned into hit horror films. What he doesn't know is that his visions aren't fiction. They're memories. Every time he sleeps, It wakes up. Since the release of the second film, a string of brutal murders has followed-murders Bill knows are his fault. To protect his family and keep the monster buried, he forces himself to stay awake, running on caffeine, fear, and denial. As filming for Welcome to Derry begins, the line between man and monster starts to blur, and the thing he's been keeping on a leash grows stronger. This time, It doesn't want to feed. It wants to stay.

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Rui's bachelor party was in full swing but his mind was elsewhere, thinking of his impending marriage. When his friends surprised him with a girl from a new ѕєχ site "Pu$$¥ Purchase" He told YN he just wanted to talk. But after sharing a dance, feelings neither expected began to emerge. One night was all it took for Rui to forget his soon-to-be wife and wonder if he had just met the woman he was truly meant to be with.

He was cold-like ice untouched by sunlight. His heart, sealed behind walls of stone, knew nothing of tenderness. To him, intimacy was not affection, but power; not connection, but control. His world was ruled by lust, fueled by rage, and void of softness. But then came her. She wasn't supposed to matter. Yet, her presence unsettled him. Her silence screamed louder than words, and her eyes-those haunted, pleading eyes-chipped away at his edges. His body betrayed him first, drawn to her like fire to dry wood. He didn't know if he wanted to possess her... or destroy her. And in the space between desire and destruction, a game began. A game of love. And betrayal. --thebadjeon

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Onika is a very independent woman, she never could afford much but she was getting by, until she found out her boyfriend of 8 years was cheating on her. After a late night drive with her best friend, she finds herself unexpectedly thrust into a luxury country-side hotel where she runs into the luxury Beyonce. But there is a secret that could unravel Onika's entire reality Mature GxG

Book 1 In Miami's heat, where bodies drop and secrets burn, Brycier finds himself tangled in the arms of the city's most dangerous man-the one who was never supposed to care. A slow-burn hood romance soaked in blood, fear, and first love.

The last thing on his mind should be his nosy parole officer.

Beyoncé, at 41, is a woman who effortlessly balances her iconic legacy with the everyday realities of motherhood and marriage. Her daughter, Kymora, shares a close bond with her best friend, Coco Jones, a vibrant 22-year-old navigating her third year of college. Coco has always held a not-so-secret admiration for Beyoncé, a crush that Beyoncé, with her characteristic perceptiveness, has long been aware of. She's observed the lingering glances, the subtle shifts in Coco's demeanor whenever she's near, but has always chosen to gracefully ignore it, maintaining the comfortable dynamic of a maternal figure. However, one night, the unspoken tension finally breaks. A casual evening among friends and family takes an unexpected turn, shattering the carefully constructed boundaries. A moment of vulnerability, a shared glance held too long, and suddenly, the air crackles with an undeniable, unfamiliar energy. What happens when the unspoken is finally acknowledged, and the lines between friendship, family, and desire blur in the most unexpected way? A Beyoncé & Coco fanfic