(This story is in serious need of edits! There is one use of 'y/n' in the first chapter but it doesn't appear again. MY WRITING IS ASS UNTIL SEVERAL CHAPTERS IN!) You are dating Armitage Hux, the mob boss (Snoke)'s right hand man. But when Kylo Ren, the underboss of the mafia, returns from his time away, you soon become a pawn in their game of money, power, and glory. "You talk lots about God Freedom comes from the call But that's not what this bitch wants Not what I want at all I want money, power and glory" *This is a modern alternate universe. I don't claim to have an intensive knowledge of mafia/mob life but I do my best to do my research. There may be some inconsistencies between real life organized crime and what is depicted in the story. Just have an open mind and have fun with it! ** this is a story for 18+ people!

You could feel it in every move he made. It felt like a heater had been turned up to full or you were laid on the Tatooine desert dressed in full winter gear; when he entered the room a slither of sweat would worm its way down your neck and into the crevice of your back. Overwhelming -It was overwhelming. You don't know why you felt it. Other officers felt nothing but disdain or envy when he glided along the floors of the flagship, but not you. Never you. Instead, you embraced the crippling heat, the burning feeling in your veins and the tight set of your muscles. This is what power felt like, you thought. Unadulterated powerful energy. And you liked it.

Prisoner!Killer!Kylo/OC AU THIS IS A DARK FIC OK FOLKS- it starts DARK! Ends mushy. In which a sweet crime writer goes to question a convicted scarred murderer; what could possibly go wrong? (Oh! So many things) He'd watched her pulse leap in her pale throat when he sat down. Watched her shrink in her seat. Saw how her cornflower blue eyes dilated when she saw him. He'd heard her gulp. Heard her breath hitch. That had been hard for him not to smirk wildly at. That he had such an effect upon her... Seeing her in here after so many goddamn days and years limited purely to the bland familiar sights of fellow prison inmates and guards. Broad men of all sizes. So to suddenly walk in here, and see what little treat sat awaiting him, was like New Years Eve in Paris. After all, he was a dangerously bored, violent sociopath.

You're the Princess of the Hapes System. After the Final Order defeated the rebels at the Battle of Exegol, your mother, The Queen, offered you as a bride to Emperor Kylo Ren, seemingly to ensure good relations. But your mother was always a clever and cunning woman. Though Kylo Ren believes you're joining the Order to submit to his will and become his Empress, your instructions are clear--to spy on the Emperor. And then to kill him. - This story is a continuation of The Rise of Skywalker with canon divergence, and is an explicit, smut and plot heavy fanfiction. Please do not read ahead if you're not comfortable with mature content, or if the warnings in chapter one will be triggering to you in any way. 18+. **This is a reader-insert fic, but "Y/N" will not be used. ***The Final Order wins the Battle of Exegol AU

KYLO X READER - Kylo Ren was not the sugar daddy you were expecting. Young, handsome and incredibly wealthy, he was a god in a neatly pressed suit. Though he was charming at times, there was something dark within him, a chilling coldness that haunted his hazel eyes. The line between business and relationship became blurry with every touch and every expensive gift. You felt lucky to have him, and yet you weren't sure how to know it was real. (Cover by asmolguavafruit on Wattpad)

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.

Cover Artwork by VivSketchess on instagram and Twitter. You have worked hard for everything you have in life. It wasn't easy, but things were pretty normal for you now. You run a successful business and are quite proud of your accomplishments. What could go wrong? Little did you know, upon picking up the jewelry box possessed by the ruler of the Underworld, Kylo Ren, your life would be turned upside down. Literally.