- This story takes place in 2002 - When Eminem releases a track dissing the popular pop/r&b girl group, Divine 4, the lead singer, Melissa fires back, humiliating him. Ironically, that brings them closer, which leads them into a complicated relationship as Melissa struggles to stay in a group that treats her horribly. As their relationship goes through a series of ups and downs, it leaves one question - will they ever admit they love each other?

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.

She's got the powers, now it's time to save the guy. _____________________________ When Laura Summers (a coffee lover, Gilmore Girls fanatic and c-grade student) discovers the new kid in town is heavily suicidal, she can't stand by and watch his downfall - even if he doesn't know who she is. Or what she can do. ______________________________ "You're the one who chose to sleep next to me." "No," she frowned, "you pulled me. I was perfectly happy on the ground." "You didn't object." Laura rolled her eyes, "You grabbed my waist and trapped me in your arms." "Pretty much like I'm doing now?" "Exactly like you're doing now," she whispered, breathing hard and heavily while Oliver was cool and collected. "Funny that," he chuckled. ______________________________ rewritten version of The Mind of a Mind Reader, new and improved! |• an odd contemporary romance •| #1 in ironic 6th/Oct/21 #1 in novella 31st/Oct/21 #30 in telepathy 11th/Jan/22 #221 in rewrite 1st/Nov/21 #26 in mindreading 12th/Nov/21 infrequent updates but im doing the best I can 🤍

After having her heart broken by the boy she'd been in love with her whole life, Brimmy Somell decides to take a little...vacation. Little does she know, it turns out to be much more permanent than she had originally thought. After meeting tall, sexy, and mysterious Marcello Pietro, Brimmy finds herself having to make a life-changing decision and putting herself in a dangerous position she'd never imagined to be in. °•°●°•°●°•°●°•° "I love you." He says with no hesitation. It takes a moment for my hazy mind to catch up. I'm still in a daze, mesmerized by his perfections, and the deep dimple set in his cheek. I blink, "What?" "Don't make me say it again." He says, sounding frustrated, but I catch the hint of embarassment in his voice as he runs his hand through his hair and takes a step back. I grab a hold of the neckline to his shirt and yank him back within close proximity of me. "What if I want you to say it again?" I ask, studying his eyes. "Isn't it enough that I said it once?" He scowls, trying to pull back, but I restrain him from doing so. "Nope. Just say it one more time and I'll be satisfied." I state bravely, feeling a boost of confidence I didn't have earlier. He glances down, then looks back up into my eyes, allowing me to spot the vulnerability and uncertainty he feels. "I love you." He says, putting more strength in his voice than he looks to have. I grin, pulling him in for a kiss, but right before I do, I say the one phrase that will seal my fate, "I love you too, big, bad mafia boss." ••••• The story may be rough but the comment section makes up for it. ••••• Word count: 51,173 ••••• Written and published 2018-2019

There is a house, notable for its lack of any interesting feature, that serves as home to four tenants. The last of these leads the reader down corridors of mystery and wonder. There's something about that place that makes him feel all is not well with his fellow housemates, none of whom he has ever seen. Pressure is put on him to find out more and his curiosity takes him down a path on which, once started, there is no turning back.