A Tom Hiddleston fanfic. Contains smut, sns I didn't believe it when they told me. But it's real. I'm here. "So, did you enjoy the dance?" Tom winks. I laugh feeling my cheeks starting to burn. "I did actually." Tom is getting closer, pulling me in once more. His hand is resting on my lower back. There is no music here, but we don't need it. Slowly we dance until I have my back pressed to the wall of the elevator. "I did too." Tom whispers. We are so close, and his eyes are fixated on my lips. Like on a cue, we both go in for a kiss at the same time. It's a soft and delicate kiss until I wrap my arm around his neck. He speeds it up, tickling my lips with his tongue. I can taste the sweet hint of alcohol. He is pressing his body to mine now, and I just want him to keep kissing me like this. Y/n is a New York girl who's lucky enough to have landed a role in a new series. Whom other than Tom Hiddleston is the leading role in the series? They quickly grow fond of each other and one thing leads to another. They keep things low profile though, but rumors are quick to spread about them anyways. And with that comes the hate. For both. Tom is put in a bad light as well, which creates new problems. Y/n is only half of Hiddleston's age, and he is being accused of all sorts of things. How does this affect the feelings the two are growing for each other? How will they deal with this, and does their "relationship" ever find it's way out in the open? Warnings: • Age gap (19 years) • Mentioning of assault • Smut • Explicit language

Jensen bristles visibly, straightening his back and squaring his shoulders. Looking so appalled that he maybe, possibly, almost kissed his best friend off set. "Fine," he says tersely. "You're right; this is...weird. I obviously need to get some sleep." The hope that bubbled up inside me congeals and sinks to a sour ache in the pit of my stomach. "Yeah, me too." I pinch the bridge of my nose, then force myself to flash him a toothy grin, cocky mask sliding expertly into place. "So thank goodness that didn't happen." "Right," he laughs breathlessly. "Would've been so weird." "Fucking messed up." "Yeah." I stare at my drink, twinkling amber and gold in the starlight as the non-too-subtle tension between us simmers and stews like a poisonous vapour spreading a miasma of stifled and humiliating desire. We lapse into crestfallen silence. What exactly did you think was going on here Misha? The voice in my head berates me derisively. It's called acting. Ever heard of people getting a little lost in role playing? That's all this is. #1 - cockles #1 - misha #1 - casdean #1 - destiel Sequel: That's When We Uncover {Cockles}

Scarlett is a 24-year-old who decided to take a year off from her studies as an Art History major after she finished her master's degree the previous year. She decided to do some travelling and see the world, she has never been on her own for so long and it dawned on her she might just jump on the very next plane right back home, but something in her told her that this trip would change her life forever. She had been living in Paris for over two weeks. She was just planning on getting some work done in a café close to her studio apartment when she met Thomas.

"You are Henry Cavill," I acknowledge when I look back up into his blue eyes. I have to bite my tongue or else I would have added sexiest man alive to it. He wants to say something, but I stop him by raising my hand. "If you are concerned about me telling anyone you live here, there is no need for it. I understand that privacy is a fragile thing, and I would never do anything to disturb yours. I am aware that you don't know me and therefor probably don't trust me, but it's in my own interest that I won't tell anyone that you are my neighbor." A year ago, Charlotte moved to L.A. with her boyfriend. Since then, her life has been nearly perfect. She has more than she ever dreamed of: her debut novel is being adapted into a movie, and she just signed a new publishing deal for a series. She couldn't be happier, right? But then she meets her neighbor, Henry. As their friendship grows, he begins asking questions Charlotte never wanted to face. Will she be ready to hear what he has to say about toxic relationships, or will she push him away? Can Henry help her see the truth or even become something more than a friend?

[3rd place in the Bromance Awards Holiday 2015] The Styles and the Tomlinsons. Those two families have never gotten along with each other due to an event in the past. So because of this, Louis Tomlinson hates Harry Styles, simple as that. What Louis doesn't know, though (or anyone in their families for that matter) is that Harry doesn't hate Louis, rather the opposite. He's always taken a liking to the feathery haired boy. Why? He doesn't know, but ever since kindergarten, there's always been something special about that boy. To make matters worse, Harry's quite the tease. He loves to make Louis weak and nervous, something Louis hates. He always tries to push him away and tell him to fuck off, which only makes Harry like him even more. So, what happens when Louis eventually gives in to Harry's touches? Will love occur? And if so, what will their families think of it? © All Rights Reserved 2014. Larrys_Girl Highest Ratings: #1 in Louis (23/12-20) #1 in Direction (26/4-21) #1 in Larry (30/6-21) #5 in Larrystylinson (24/12-20) #75 in Fanfiction

Jennifer Hernandez is a producer on a Tim Burton film. Johnny Depp is cast as the lead character in the movie. Johnny falls in love with Jennifer. But could he trust again? Could he fall in love again? His heart had been shattered after his last marriage to that evil woman. He knew what he felt. He knew he was in love. But could he allow himself to love again?

"We shouldn't," I breathed out against his lips. "Then tell me to stop." I didn't think much as I grasped the collar of his shirt and pulled him roughly for another kiss. started: november 2021 ended: august 2022 english is not my first language 😘

Currently on hold Updating/editing For all the kinky fucks out here. Cas uses his grace to establish his dominance over the poor, submissive, and needy Dean Winchester. They try their hardest to keep their new found dynamic (and blossoming relationship) a secret from the younger Winchester, but sometimes Castiel makes it very difficult.

The wait is finally over. The world's favorite boy band is getting back together. But will a certain pair in the group be able to forget their haunting memories together? Because underneath One Direction's seemingly innocent past together, a greater conspiracy lurks. Contains sexual content, mature language, and others.

Estratto: « Voltati ragazzina,devo vestirmi»,mi ordinò lui. Gli lanciai un'occhiata di rimprovero. «Potresti smetterla di chiamarmi 'ragazzina' Daryl?» «Perché dovrei?» «Perché ho diciotto anni»,gli ricordai. «Quindi sei una ragazzina»,concluse lui facendomi innervosire. «Ormai nessuno è piccolo in questo mondo. L'infanzia e l'adolescenza non esistono più», dissi amaramente. «Avrò pure diciotto anni ma ho visto più cose degli ottantenni del vecchio mondo». «Tranne una»,disse in tono deliberatamente malizioso. «E se non vuoi vederla proprio ora sarà bene che ti volti».