"There wasn't a single second that passed that I wasn't thinking about you." [mature themes throughout]

Dorothy Monroe is a petite woman with a heart too big for her chest. She's pure, kind, she looked at the world and determined all the colours of nature were miracles and needed to be remembered. She's loved photography ever since her father brought a camera home and even had a gift with the newly designed lenses ever since she could wrap her small hands around the clunks of metal. Thomas Shelby: gangster; and war hero; he reads the devils script as if it were the morning newspaper - the list will go on. I don't need to say much more, you already know him. The Shelby family, as part of Tommy's expansion plan, bought a large area of the woods on the outskirts of Small Heath, far away from the Birmingham smog, there they built safe houses and kept heavy machinery; maybe even once they kept a large crate of stolen guns, supposedly belonging to the Government. Unbeknownst to Dorothy, who stumbled around the woods (a bulky camera in hand), she had explored the woods many times, taking photos of all the things that shined bright enough, but had never come across the peculiar buildings that held many dangers. That is, of course, until she knocks upon one of the doors, ready to give an earful to whoever had built over this precious patch of land, only to come face to face with one Thomas Shelby. -loosely follows the plot of season 1- *disclaimer* I do not own the Peaky Blinders or any of Steven Knights characters, only the story of Dorothy and her own plot line. This trope is cliche and overused, but idc, I like it.

Leah Hart had left the Shelby's in her past, or so she'd thought, a surprise wedding invite pulls her back to Small Heath. A place filled with people she had tried so hard to leave behind, but as her mother had used to say, somehow, you'll always find your way back home. Tommy Shelby x OC Leah Hart ~ This story has also been posted on Tumblr ~

Soulmate AU In a world where you are born with a black ink somewhere on your body that decolorizes only when your soulmate touches you after you're eighteen. You (Moon So Ra), though, don't have any mark. A MIN YOONGI FANFICTION

In which Taehyung contacts a wrong number. 'One day, out the blue, a message popped up on my phone from an unknown source. "Just because you don't see someone doesn't mean they aren't there. Some of the world's most wonderful things are invisible. And trusting invisible things makes them more powerful and wondrous." I know everything about that unknown source except for who he is.' This story is in chats format but not entirely. A Kim Taehyung Fanfiction Best Rankings: #1 in fanfiction #1 in bts #1 in chatting #1 in Taehyung #1 in unknown #3 in romance #5 in romcom #1 in Jimin #1 in Jungkook

𝙏𝙪𝙣𝙚 𝙠𝙮𝙖 𝙠𝙖𝙧 𝙙𝙖𝙡𝙖 , 𝙈𝙖𝙧 𝙜𝙖𝙮𝙞 𝙢𝙖𝙞 𝙢𝙞𝙩 𝙜𝙖𝙮𝙞 𝙢𝙖𝙞 𝙃𝙤 𝙜𝙖𝙮𝙞 𝙢𝙖𝙞...... ♡ 𝙏𝙀𝙍𝙄 𝘿𝙀𝙀𝙒𝘼𝙉𝙄 ♡ Shashwat Rajvansh - An introvert, calm and ambitious guy studies in class 12th. For him "Rules are meant to be followed". He is a bookworm and topper of his class . He is prince charming of almost all girls of school but never give a glance to them . His dream is to join Indian army and for that he is studying very hard . He has no time for Love. Siya Malhotra - An exovert and chirpy girl studies in class 11th . She is always ready to break the rules and have zero interest in study . She has promised herself to not to fall in love but a sudden encounter with her senior "Shashwat Rajvansh" Changed her perspective about love when she slowly started falling for him who doesn't seem to be interested in her. The more she is getting to know him the more she is falling for him. ************************************************** "For me, Love is devotion." She said, her eyes were drawn to the resplendent Krishna idol. "Then I am devoted to you, Siya, the way you are devoted to your Krishna." He replied looking at her with an intensity akin to how a priest gazes at an idol. *************************************************** Jump inside the story to know more ❤️✨. ______________________________________________ There is no cheating, no toxicity and no love angle. It is just a simple school love story which includes Love, friendship and lots of fun that would probably take you back to your school days. ______________________________________________________

Kyle Duncan is an arrogant rebel used to doing whatever the hell he pleases. Until one day his father ships him off to Tuscany Academy to stay out of trouble until graduation. 🌹 Emily Schuster is the prefect who is assigned to keep him out of trouble. A cold, straight laced student, she never bends the rules and is ruthless to those who do. 🔫 Too bad that when these two are together trouble just can't stay away. Especially since she's got a hidden past as a gangster, and his father happens to be a billionaire with connections to the gang that she ran away from. ❤️ Both armed with their own scars and secrets, they struggle to get along but there's an undeniable attraction. As their two worlds collide, they realize that they might not be so different after all. When their animosity turns into romance, chaos is bound to ensue.

A crush on the popular boy at school sounds tough enough... Gorgeous, charming, and captain of Maxwell High's soccer team, Valentino Rosas is every girl's dream. And Inaya Muhammad, despite being head-over-heels in love with him, knows she can't do much about her feelings---as a Muslim, she can't have a relationship. So when Inaya's life as Maxwell High's next valedictorian completely changes, it isn't because of an arranged marriage; she doesn't take off her hijab, become internet famous, or anything like that. No---it all starts with a harmless catfishing scheme in the video game CrusadEon Online. Playing under her friend's profile, Inaya thinks she's snagged Valentino without breaking any rules. But with the unraveling of her family's secrets and uncovering Valentino's, Inaya's life offline starts to blur with her online persona. Can Inaya confess the truth about the redheaded warrior Valentino plays alongside before it's too late? Or is she doomed to lose his heart---and her own? YOU DON'T HAVE TO BE MUSLIM TO RELATE TO THIS BOOK!

"I wish I had never met you!" Deepika's voice echoed across the classroom, each word a dagger to my heart. "Excellent! At least we finally agree on something!" I fired back, even as a tear betrayed the storm of emotions within me. With those final, stinging words, Deepika stormed out, leaving a heavy silence in her wake. The classroom felt like a graveyard, and I stood there, rooted to the spot, desperately wishing I could chase after her and demand the truth. Maybe letting her go was the right choice. Perhaps this is meant to be my unfinished love story, a tale of what-ifs and almosts. ✨ No Deepika. This can't be his bike. Not Arjun's. But I couldn't deny what I saw-the familiar brown Royal Enfield, now twisted and crushed. My heart hammered as I circled around, hoping, praying it wasn't true, until my gaze landed on the number plate: TN56 0809. Arjun's bike. Deepika! Stop imagining things! Arjun would be fine! I felt the world shift, the noise around me blurring into a single, deafening hum. Ambulance and police sirens echoed, and a stranger's voice broke through: "Two boys. Spot dead. College students." I clutched my chest, gasping for air as reality slammed into me. "Arjun..." I whispered, barely holding myself together. Tears stung my face as I sank beside the wreck. "No, Please, No!" My voice cracked as the weight of regret settled in, suffocating me. ✨ Ex-Crush: More than just a crush, but a little less than love. ✨ Arjun and Deepika were hopelessly in love-only they never realized it. Will they find their way to each other, or will their love story remain forever unfinished? ✨ Join Arjun and Deepika on a journey back to those dreamy college days-days where every moment felt eternal, love was unspoken yet ever present, where friendship bloomed like wildflowers, offering a sanctuary from the harsh winds of reality. Come, wander with them through the corridors of college days, where the echoes of laughter still linger. (Comp

"He doesn't see you the way I do. He doesn't see the broken girl inside, a soul that just wants to be loved, protected, needed. But I do. I see you because I've made it my every damn mission to." His eyes held mine with a piercing stare. My breath caught in the back of my throat. "And you know what? I'd do it again, and again, and again, until you realise just how fucking badly I need you." Avery Watkins hasn't always had it easy. Growing up with both parents struggling with addiction and trying to find her place in the world, she doesn't have much trust in others. So when Sonny, her current boyfriend comes along, he is positive, caring and everything she thinks she needs. That is until she comes head to head with Sonny's flatmate, Harrison Shaw. Harrison is a lot of things but positive isn't one of them. He is quiet, mysterious and equally as guarded as Avery. Not only that, he forces Avery to dance with the ghosts of her past whilst also uncovering his own. But Avery soon finds out that what she has needed all along is right under her nose, or more specifically, in the bedroom next door. And the wall between them may not be as thick as she believes.