Completed • First Draft - not edited. || "You gonna sit there all night?" Luka glances at me, smirking. I glare back. "I was enjoying the last few seconds of peace before having to spend an evening pretending to like you." "That's funny," he says, unbuckling his seatbelt. "Why?" I snap. "Because I was thinking the same thing." || The rules? Easy enough. 1. Pretend to be the perfect couple. 2. Keep it professional. 3. And whatever you do, don't. catch. feelings. Simple, right? Sofia Calloway never planned on going viral for throwing a drink in Luka Mikhaylov's face. But one video, one pissed-off hockey star, and one furious university later... she's suddenly stuck in a fake relationship with the guy she can't stand. He needs to clean up his image before the NHL draft. She needs the free tuition that comes with the deal. All they have to do is smile for the cameras, hold hands at the games, and act like they don't want to strangle each other. Then come the late-night arguments that last too long. The stolen glances that feel too dangerous. The moment where "pretend" starts looking way too real. Because when you break the rules, someone's bound to lose. And this time, it might be both of them.

"𝘗𝘳𝘰𝘮𝘪𝘴𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘸𝘰𝘯'𝘵 𝘭𝘦𝘵 𝘮𝘦 𝘧𝘢𝘭𝘭." 𝘏𝘦 𝘴𝘢𝘪𝘥 𝘴𝘵𝘢𝘳𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘢𝘵 𝘮𝘦. "𝘐 𝘱𝘳𝘰𝘮𝘪𝘴𝘦. 𝘈𝘴 𝘭𝘰𝘯𝘨 𝘢𝘴 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘩𝘢𝘷𝘦 𝘮𝘦 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘯𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘳 𝘸𝘪𝘭𝘭." 𝘐 𝘴𝘢𝘪𝘥 𝘳𝘶𝘣𝘣𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘧𝘢𝘤𝘦.

Ameri Jones is new to Chicago, she wanted a change and a change is what she got. Wanting to expand her business in hair, Chicago was a great move...but when someone takes an interest in her things change even more. Chance Smith, a retired gang leader who is now walking a clean life...trying to put his certificate in barbering to use, he books a suite. When the mystery woman in the next room catches his attention he realize he met his match.

(Completed) "Who told you to love me?" He asked her, his voice angry as he dropped a hand from her waist to the surface of the desk, leaning in to roughly swipe away everything that was on the surface as everything clattered to the ground, before that same hand went to the back of Laurentine's knee as he suddenly picked her up and sat her on top of the desk. "Didn't we agree that there would be nothing-," He broke off, words coming out with effort as though he was fighting against something internally. "I told you that I can't-there's nothing in me that-," He broke off again. ༄ 𝘼 𝙛𝙖𝙢𝙚𝙙 𝙤𝙥𝙚𝙧𝙖 𝙥𝙚𝙧𝙛𝙤𝙧𝙢𝙚𝙧 𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙖 𝙗𝙖𝙣𝙠 𝘾𝙀𝙊. 1880. The luxurious life of Paris' most famous and beautiful opera singer, twenty four year old Laurentine Bonfamille-independent, generous, compassionate, intelligent and an empath-is suddenly thrown awry when she marries a power hungry and ruthless businessman trying to take over the entirety of 1880's Paris by storm. All to protect her younger sister and the girl's radical interests-both the only family Laur has got left. *[Disney's The Aristocats AU, mature read; violence, eventual smut, slowburn romance, mental health. 18+ only please.] Highest Rankings; #1 in "opera" #1 in "the aristocats" #1 in "opera singer" #1 in "postcard"

(Completed) "Tell me your name," He breathed then, his voice a gruff, anguished whisper as his kohl-lined anthracite eyes bore into hers. "I need to know your name," He continued in desperation as he held her captive against the wall, an arm around her bare waist and another resting against the darkened wall at her back as he pressed her to it. "Tell me your name and I will have all of Arabia chant it alongside mine, etching it in every sand dune, so that they can understand who finally brought Burhan Abelhamid-with his blood drenched hands and his cruel heart-to his knees." ༄ 𝘼 𝙘𝙤𝙪𝙧𝙩 𝙙𝙖𝙣𝙘𝙚𝙧 𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙖 𝙡𝙚𝙖𝙙𝙚𝙧 𝙤𝙛 𝙩𝙝𝙪𝙜𝙨. 1481. To attend her cousin Princess Jasmine of Agrabah's wedding to the infamous street rat and charmer Aladdin, Dilruba Badawi-the beautiful twenty five year old court dancer and poetess-travels from the city of Hegra to Agrabah to contribute her attendance as well as her talents to the celebration. But when the wedding ceremony is crashed by the notorious gangster and the most famous sword fighter in all of Ancient Arab, the thirty one year old and deadly Burhan Abelhamid, and his men, Dilruba realizes that a ploy is being weaved to stop her cousin's happiness, and Dilruba might just have to be the one to sacrifice for family. *[Disney's Aladdin AU, mature read; violence, eventual smut, slowburn romance, mental health. 18+ only please.] Highest Rankings; #1 in "arabia" #1 in "eloquence" #1 in "poetess" #1 in "magic carpet" #1 in "a whole new world"

(Completed) "Want, Isadora? I don't want you. I need you," The royal neared her, his dark jaw set tight as his sharp brown orbs bore into hers. "I need you to be mine," He husked, his voice etched with firm desperation. "I could raze this entire kingdom to the ground with the fire I feel for you. I would kill for you, die for you. I need you to realize that. I need you to put that in a goddamned glass and drink it in." ༄ 𝘼 𝙇𝙖𝙙𝙮 𝙞𝙣 𝙥𝙧𝙚𝙩𝙚𝙣𝙨𝙚 𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙖 𝙆𝙞𝙣𝙜. 1789. Isadora Tremaine-the beautiful and elegant stepsister, closed off, harsh, introverted, and an error in Cinderella's fairytale-finds herself becoming a mother to a little orphaned boy at the twenty secondth year of her life. Despite the pitiful gossip circulating in their small town of Toulouse in 18th century France, her mother's eminent hatred at her decision, her sister's increasingly abject behavior and even her stepsister Cinderella's resolution to stay away, Isadora stands her ground to fight and care for her little boy. But soon she learns that all her strength and patience will be tested greatly, when the invitation to the royal ball throws her into the path of his highness the Prince's intimidating and daunting foreign cousin-the thirty year old Alexander Casimir of the kingdom of Angria. *[cinderella AU, mature read; violence, eventual smut, slowburn romance, mental health. 18+ only please.] Highest Rankings; #1 in 'fairytale' out if 18.8k stories #7 in 'princess' out of 60k stories. #1 in 'cinderella' out of 8.83k stories #1 in 'historical romance' out of 2.73k stories #1 in 'ballroom' out of 1.52k stories #1 in 'single mother' out of 878 stories #1 in 'versailles' out of 204 stories #1 in 'royalcore' out of 282 stories #1 in 'waltdisney' out of 410 stories

Medieval England - Year 1450: Eleanor was a poor shopkeeper's daughter whose only hope for a better life for herself and her family was to marry well. When she caught the eye of Thomas Fletcher, a royal courtier of noble blood, her family thought he was the answer to all their problems. Eleanor thought he was unattractive and rude, but she didn't have any better options as a poor commoner so she accepted his proposal. They just had to somehow convince King Henry that she was a suitable bride for Thomas so he would approve of their union, because marrying Thomas meant that she would join Henry's inner circle as a courtier. At just twenty three years old Henry had to take over as the King of England when his father passed away unexpectedly. On his first day presiding over the royal court, he was faced with a tough decision, should he approve Thomas' marriage to Eleanor, a commoner that he was almost certain was unfit to join his Royal Court? He decided the only fair way to decide was to have her stay at his castle for a week as his guest so he could see for himself if she had what it took to withstand the pressure of the life of a royal courtier. What King Henry didn't count on was the feelings that started to grow for that commoner throughout the week. She was already betrothed to someone else and even if she wasn't, a King could never marry a commoner. But he also couldn't ignore the growing need he felt inside to be with her, even if it would throw his country into a civil war and turn both of their lives upside down. He knew some things were worth fighting for. Highest Rankings: Hit #5 in Love out of 2.3 million stories Hit #1 in Medieval out of 23,000 stories Hit #1 in Middleages out of 629 stories Hit #1 in Knight in Shining Armor 18+ only! *** Very mature themes, graphic violence & sexual content***

AUTHOR'S NOTE: THIS STORY IS A MATURE READ WITH MULTIPLE PARTNERS. IF THIS BOTHERS YOU, DON'T READ THIS STORY. *FANFICTION OF CL STONE'S ACADEMY SERIES As a maid in the Governor's house, and occasional personal attendtant to Governor Sorenson's spoiled daughter Marie, Sang has learned the value of silence and invisibility. All she wants is to do her job without getting beaten or fired. In a moment of weakness, left alone in Marie Sorenson's room, she puts on one of the extravagant dresses in the wardrobe. As she is twirling in a daydream she is suddenly caught by the last people she thinks to see. The crew of the GhostBird are ruthless, cruel, vile, the epitome of evil and their mysterious Captain Blackbourne is worse. Or at least those are the rumors. And they wouldn't have it any other way. In reality they work for a mysterious organization that works to better the lives of the common people of the Carribeans and help those in need while trying to keep the pirate problem under control. After getting a tip about the corruption of Governor Sorenson they are sent on a mission: Kidnap the beloved and spoiled daughter and find a way to use her to bring her father under control. No one is looking forward to it, until they lay eyes on the twirling beauty in the daughter's room. Without even knowing it she quickly captivates the entire crew and then they find out they have the wrong girl. How can they complete their mission now? Will they let her stay? And what happens when an old enemy rears his head?

Mia Cherie X Aaron Valentino "You drive me insane, Mia," he continued, stepping closer, his voice dripping with possession. "Every time you smile at another guy, every time they try to talk to you, I feel like I'm seconds away from losing my mind." His fingers brushed against my cheek, his touch hesitant yet burning. Then, his voice drops into a whisper. "Can I kiss you?" A shiver runs down my spine. I don't hesitate. I nod, not trusting myself to speak. Tropes: Badboy x Goodgirl Rich mmc x scholarship student fmc Kill anyone who touches her (literally) 👀 HEA